<?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-13795576</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:08:13.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non Stop Babbling</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>283</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-2142288208088065810</id><published>2007-07-02T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T00:14:01.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have changed my blog to &lt;a href="http://www.bebble.vox.com/"&gt;www.bebble.vox.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-6975699024848860541</id><published>2007-04-07T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T19:32:05.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is saturday and i am home the whole day apart from gg shs trg in the morning(BORING).. new record.. nap the whole noon and woke up to see a yummylicious dinner on the table.. went for easter svc yesterday.. tts y today nv go church.. weird sat thou.. tml also another nothing to do day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my holidays ending soon le.. cant believe it man.. i am gg into yr 3 n den attachment next sem.. how fast can life move? was lying on my this morning thinking almost everyday i am waking up at 12 plus 1.. by the time i am fully awake its 2 plus.. half a day gone.. seems to be wasting my life like tt thou.. but was thinking how long more can i do this.. this is my last long holiday le.. after this no more.. boo hoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch got no court for us till sch reopen.. days of trg gonna change to mon n wed.. bad days.. don like.. so now we r paying to train at phs.. its a waste of money.. no coach no players.. go there touch abit ball.. waste my bus fare too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues gg zoo with my gang.. but a little problem now.. hopefully can be resolve.. after zoo den will head down to phs for trg.. sure super tired after walking one whole day.. but nvm.. hope zoo will be exciting.. cant wait to see the baboons again.. n its my 2nd time gg zoo this 2 months.. have the new babies been produce? haa.. but too bad no more lion so no more cubs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-6975699024848860541?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-13795576.post-9036104540515435554</id><published>2007-03-18T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T00:37:12.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the midst of holidays le.. just got results.. not too bad.. got B for the subjects that i felt is very core for marketing.. n finally reach my dream GPA.. to cross 2.0.. haha n i got 2.1.. whee.. haa.. 1st sem is super impt.. determines ur gpa for the next few sems.. too late to regret now.. can only cont to hit at least 2.5..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing nothing much.. same old things almost everyday.. trg finally started.. new team.. new style.. rather hard to get things moving.. trg is rather boring..no coach.. thats the worst.. don understand whats the change for.. it better be a good one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; life kinda boring.. nothing much to do.. just cant wait to do all the different things the gang listed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-9036104540515435554?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/9036104540515435554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=9036104540515435554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/9036104540515435554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/9036104540515435554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-midst-of-holidays-le.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-117278004791373035</id><published>2007-03-02T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T04:14:07.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh long long time no blog.. equals many happenings..so here is a brief summary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year..&lt;br /&gt;win some lose some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear back in aust..&lt;br /&gt;tears dropped..&lt;br /&gt;tears poured..&lt;br /&gt;but life goes on..&lt;br /&gt;i cherish the friendship..&lt;br /&gt;my bestest friend..&lt;br /&gt;my zhuan shu tian shi..&lt;br /&gt;past 3 months been my happiest months&lt;br /&gt;can smile even when i am down..&lt;br /&gt;just so safe and protected..&lt;br /&gt;another 9 months to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;games with you ended..&lt;br /&gt;sorry i cant help..&lt;br /&gt;did my best but..&lt;br /&gt;wish u all e best..&lt;br /&gt;wish us all e best..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new friend found..&lt;br /&gt;very nice..&lt;br /&gt;happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old friend gone..&lt;br /&gt;ended..&lt;br /&gt;sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJS week..&lt;br /&gt;spent my week with them..&lt;br /&gt;gg their trg..&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed..&lt;br /&gt;cant love them more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is just weird..&lt;br /&gt;happy sad happy sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but God..&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say thank you for giving me..&lt;br /&gt;this person..&lt;br /&gt;that person..&lt;br /&gt;and that 2 peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-117061281410621531</id><published>2007-02-05T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T02:13:34.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm.. new life?! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unexpected thou..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but pretty much happy with it..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i know it wun last..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not gonna do anyone good..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want it to be continuing..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1234.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 more days my dear..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;off u go into that plane..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gg back to ur 2nd home..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;starting to feel a lil here n there..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but too many too many things happening now for me to even sit and think and feel..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it may be good to a certain extent..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i will miss you for sure..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love ya!&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/13795576-117061281410621531?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/117061281410621531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=117061281410621531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/117061281410621531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/117061281410621531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2007/02/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116983932073596301</id><published>2007-01-27T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T03:25:44.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;we are the IVP champ 06/07!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all we worked hard for.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all sacrifices..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my tears my pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its in the medal infront of me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but from the last whistle till now i felt no joy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i dunno why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not cux i am not involved..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i feel so involve thou i am on the outside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the connection i had with the whole team is so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all 12 are impt people.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in making this successful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gg in to help the team to serve n gain points meant so much to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;really a tough period right before this comp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;never imagine by letting everything go turned the whole table around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i am so thankful that God had His plans..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know the team got something big..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but to me i know i've lost something even greater..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;really super stuck in my emotions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;uncertain of the future..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To Tiff.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;really really so happy to see u perform tt day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i dunno how to express but yah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we've been exchanging w each other so much in the court..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;never played together before if u realise in tp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i am really so glad u made it at the end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i knew it wasnt a wrong decision to let go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i told u after semis tt wadever or whenever u cant do i will be there to fill it for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n i always believe u sure can do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no doubt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;be it physically or supporting mentally i will be there always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and yes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so proud u did it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love ya!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/13795576-116983932073596301?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116983932073596301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116983932073596301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116983932073596301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116983932073596301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-are-ivp-champ-0607all-we-worked.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116887518545480645</id><published>2007-01-15T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:33:05.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time since i blog.. many things happened within this period.. all e unpleasant things but well its how God showed His miracle time n time again to me no matter how much i din trust.. i am able to now look at things from a wide angle.. n its simply amazing.. God is awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its project hectic weeks since e start of this year.. n its gonna last for a month.. reports after reports to submit in this 4 weeks.. n its total madness.. i really cannot take it already.. meeting in sch every morning n do all e way till evening den go sports hall for game or watch game.. go back rush the work, sleep late n next morn wake up early for same routine.. i wanna squueze dry the 2 idoits in my grp le.. SIMPLE things also can screw up.. n everybody stop asking me why i don give them chance!! be fair to me please!! work is driving me crazy.. the mood also abit siao siao.. suddenly will angry at pple.. cux i cant take it anymore.. n i fail 1 subject for mid sem.. failed the most common sense subject.. shitty man.. n tt asshole don even go class or anything don even do project but pass with a C!! obviously la.. u have all e time to mug while i slog everyday in e lab to do ur grp report.. ROAR!! seriously tired out by everything.. break down is the last thing i want to do.. i just need to survive thru this ball n work period and it will all be fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can get good results from both.. den i will take a long break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don have time to spend quality time with u.. after u're gone its hibernation period for me.. not looking forward at all but its coming soon.. sad-ed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116887518545480645?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116887518545480645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116887518545480645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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EVERYONE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its 2007..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This year shall be the best year ever..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye 2006..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Certainly not a good year for me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lots of sadness..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ball..Friends..Work..God..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;None seems to have a happy ending..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swing my sadness away at mangosteen last night &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Took a 2 hour walk home..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feels pretty good thou..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pray for a good beginning..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pray for everyone around me to be happy..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pray I can be the happy me again..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling safe and protected all the time..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hee.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year once again..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its gonna be your best year ever..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)00000000&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116758710796560350?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116672566432040922</id><published>2006-12-22T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T02:29:08.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;people whom you thought are close to your heart turn out not to be..&lt;br /&gt;you make your choice to whom you want to give to..&lt;br /&gt;but its always returned empty..&lt;br /&gt;and you know it before that..&lt;br /&gt;what for???&lt;br /&gt;people whom you don give to..&lt;br /&gt;are the one who care the most..&lt;br /&gt;is that taking for granted??&lt;br /&gt;been hanging out with friends..&lt;br /&gt;having hundreds of people walking past me daily..&lt;br /&gt;but that loneliness is just hard to describe..&lt;br /&gt;i don dare to expect anything/more..&lt;br /&gt;it hurts cux i am always falling..&lt;br /&gt;disappointments upon disappointments..&lt;br /&gt;no longer i..&lt;br /&gt;lonely xmas 06..&lt;br /&gt;but at least i am assured of a good beginning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx klang for that little msg..&lt;br /&gt;for being able to notice tt slight change..&lt;br /&gt;you make me feel so much better..&lt;br /&gt;muackx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear janis.. do not forget ur dear friend here while you r enjoying ur holiday somewhere so fairyland.. will miss you lots.. do take care of yourself yea.. see ya in 2007.. with my present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my dear sihui.. don you think its time to come back? u're gone for too long.. missing you since last week.. faster come back and spend this xmas with me.. i got alot things to tell you.. i wan you to hug me! tell me you love me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who else can give me what i don have except my DJS.. i am missing and will miss you! hugs!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116660325775170619</id><published>2006-12-20T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T16:27:37.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from chalet at changi beach club.. that place is so quiet.. its as thou we own a huge bungalow... 1st night reached there at 830 after, den we had our dinner at their restaurant and we were the only customer.. haha damn cool man.. we booked the whole area like tt.. but their food not good.. so i understand why nobody.. after that we walked arnd the whjole club to see wad things can we do but theres nothing to do cux its too late.. so we return back to our room watch tv play monopoly n sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day.. we planned to wake up at 1030 to go for a dive before our breakfast.. but how can tt be when tiff is arnd.. more over it was raining cats and dogs.. we woke up bout 12 n went to have a bite at their lounge.. cux vien mum had like dunno how many bucks voucher so we no need pay anything.. hehe.. we had to order till it hits 20 bucks cux its 10 bucks per voucher.. we just ordered n ordered.. after we went ktv to sing for 1 hr.. went to play bowling.. n i think i rock.. hahaha.. after bowling we went to grab our shoes and we went for some badminton.. we were all like receiving and spiking like tt with such a small net.. we have no shuttlecock and we got to purchase.. basket small little shuttlecock cost 2.50?!?! that was like sha ren fang huo.. initially when we asked they said 1 buck.. den when we return to pay for it they say 1.50.. we gave a 2 bucks and they say will return change later and den before returning they say 2.50.. wad crap la.. we ended paying so much.. i mean vien.. haha.. den kitty go explore and opened this door and we saw a whole lorry of shuttlecocks.. cux pple train there n left it there.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;we kop a few to compensate our 1 buck.. 1.50.. n finally $2.65 plus gst !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after badminton they wanted to go for a dive to fulfil their dream.. but the rain was like on n off.. when its on it just have lightning n thunder.. when its off its heavy drizzle.. but we super heck care.. die also must swim n this wan really will die.. we change up took out our shirt n we stood there freezing.. damn bloody cold la.. n after tt we heard a "splash".. we turned arnd, kitty plunged into water already.. so we couldnt care less n jumped in together.. n its cold!! brrrrr.....&lt;br /&gt;we swim 1 lap across the width and we saw lightning.. n we were man.. oh no.. but yet die also don wan leave the pool..den some uncle who is in charge screaming from top asking us to leave the pool.. so no choice we swam back that width which make up 2 laps in total before we leave the pool.. we sat by the side under the shelter for the rain to turn off.. it was a long wait.. n fianally it stopped.. we swam like a few laps.. n tired out already.. haha.. n we went to measure tiff height using the water.. cux they got 1.8m.. we ask her go all the way down.. n her head was sticking out a little.. so shes like 1.81 cm.. laughing non stop for doing tt silly stunt on her la..     &lt;br /&gt;went back our room with our clothes all wet.. had our nasi lemak dinner.. while vien went off for some 10 dishes dinner cux her grandma birthday.. but it was all fun.. we were damn hungry after all the sport.. so we ate n ate when we go back.. maybe too cold.. forever not full. n we were in our wet clothes for like 2 hours.. n finally bathed at 10pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite just 4 of us it was fun.. we din have to squueze in bed cux its enough.. everything was nice cux its cashless.. hee.. i don mind more of such things.. n eve gonna hold her 21 birthday there in the function room.. looks not bad.. pretty cool.. its on 20th jan 2007.. haha.. i'll see u there eve! haa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116660325775170619?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116660325775170619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116660325775170619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116660325775170619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116660325775170619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-from-chalet-at-changi-beach-club.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116611289315847125</id><published>2006-12-15T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:14:53.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea hooray!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;exams over.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;screwed 2 out of 4 paper.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just hope for a pass.. hee.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but anw its over.. i'm happy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went sakae with gang to celebrate..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gg nike sales tml.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wanna enjoy while i can..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;holiday is dedicated to my projects in school everyday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but well.. i need the projects now to pull my grades up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xmas coming..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i bought my secret friend a gift already..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i bought myself a little one too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thought of what to buy for you also..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hee.. so happy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116611289315847125?l=bebble.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-13795576.post-116560231521054514</id><published>2006-12-09T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T02:25:15.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yea.. day out with dear.. finally.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;had a nice day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;rong came in the night too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;time to mug over the weekends.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n go for exams from mon to thurs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n den chiong project thru the holidays.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all the way till end jan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not gonna be easy i suppose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but will plan my time properly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hope.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;i wish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;i pray..&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/13795576-116560231521054514?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116522790667285459</id><published>2006-12-04T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T18:25:06.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somehow i just feel so disappointed.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116522790667285459?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116522790667285459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116522790667285459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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slippers for vien.. n i cant get the one i like.. either tooo big or too small.. sad ed.. so i got to settle for the next best alternative tt klang likes.. cux she say is she buy so she must like.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met yilin at 7pm.. ate kenny n i got a good deal there.. caught a movie at 915.. casino royale.. obviously e 3 of us din catch the whole show.. pple just keep dying unknowingly.. e show ended at 12am.. n we miss the last train.. n so klang simply refuse to cab back cux its gonna be super ex.. so we tried to catch some any bus tt will bring us anywhere tt is nearer home.. we wanted to take 36 which will bring us to marine parade n den cab back.. but 36 only goes to orchard.. so its like bo bian we jus hop in.. cux tts our only hope tt will bring us somewhere.. we wanted to  go plaza sing take 65M..  so we were outside plaza sing n realise theres no 65 M.. called sihui n she said its at the macdonald hse there.. n so we walk down.. as we walk 65 pass by us n tt was e last bus back to tamp.. so we went to check 65M the midnight bus.. yeah.. we so happy cux we saw the bus index at the bus stop.. n we happily check the timing n where its gonna stop tt is nearer to our homes.. so we just wait n wait.. n kept laughing n laughing cux it seems so fun.. like playing amazing race.. after a while she asked me.. "you sure its available on weekdays???" n i was like "OH SHIT!!" n tt london bridge song came into my mind.. ok tts not e pt.. n we checked actively n we realised "fri, sat sun n public holidays!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were like staring at each other n gave that "this is not funny" eyes.. so we decided to walk back to the plaza sing bus stop to check whether is there 36.. n den don have.. n we decided to walk down towards city hall to save some cents.. din understand y don we just take the cab right from the start when we werre at marina sq.. we have to take a bus down to dhoby ghaut.. n den walk to n fro the bus stops n den walk down towards city hall n den hail tt dumb cab tt din on its air con.. so hot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply like to do such crazy things with klang.. n thx for marking another memorable day in my life.. n thx for the slippers.. n the cab ride.. n we r gonna rock ur hostel down this fri.. hahah i hope.. alright.. see ya soon..&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116425657413760578</id><published>2006-11-23T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T12:36:16.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the big fat hug i awaited for since 9 months ago.. finally arrived on 19th nov.. today is the fifth day since dear is back already.. hee.. so happy.. like finally everything is back to normal.. life's good.. real good.. n gg to be better.. cux dear is back =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at sentosa during the weekend.. played 3 games on sat n 3 games on sun.. won 2nd with my dear partner vivien.. hehe.. like my real 1st achievement at beach.. but such a pity no cash.. 1st 2nd 3rd 4th all goes to tp.. hahah.. of course man.. cux we sent 8 teams.. haha.. had great fun at the beach w the team.. n throwing them into the water.. courtesy of grace seet.. she suggested those throwing of pple into water idea.. but nv would thought tt we will do tt to her.. n we still manage to con her after so many rounds she did to others.. sha de..&lt;br /&gt;all of us were burnt.. vien was horrid.. overcooked.. but now seems like eeting the mogly is peeling like mad.. elaine too.. i recovered after 1 day.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trg yest was crazy.. for the back part i mean.. we ran some suicide.. woo n its real crazy.. but awesome.. did some physical too.. seems like we only left less den 10 trgs together.. n tts so sad.. i wish everything can just carry on.. cux i love the team =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catching a movie with my family later after my lesson at 6.. cux to celebrate my sis psle result.. haven get back thou but should be not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml is a good day cux i can see all of them again.. n den over to vien hse at night.. n den over to shs in sat morn.. n den over to hard rock cafe at night with vien n family for her birthday treat.. hehe.. so gonna enjoy myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest we had our xmas angel n mortal draw.. so fun.. better start thinking wad to buy for her.. n i better start guessing n hinting to my secret angel wad to buy for me.. whee.. christmas is gonna be here soon.. its a joyous season.. with no vien.. not tt good thou.. incomplete..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116425657413760578?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116425657413760578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116425657413760578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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thinking n thinking to myself is that my volleyball life after this ivp.. n coach.. i really dunno how to help u le.. i really trying my very best to salvage you.. something i tot i nv wanted to do.. the rest is up to you.. all the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;showed my gang the lil surprise i made for them 1 week ago.. hope they like it thou they din express anything out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s85.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid85.photobucket.com/albums/k52/mightysix/MyGangVideoFinal.flv"&gt;&lt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don like comm skills 2.. the teacher is simply plainly irritating.. and she thinks i like her alot.. stop giving me that much attention.. i den don wan.. and the deadline is driving me nuts.. on monday.. n i seriously cant find anytime from today till sunday to be home doing that thing.. my projects are like all way behind time.. n all super off standard.. i have nice groupmates.. not looking at the 2 slackers.. prob tt's the tough part.. have too little manpower.. 5 big projects.. 2 haven start n tts shit.. the other 3 is like far off standard.. n we don seem to be able to progress cux my grp mates aint motivated.. they are just meeting the minimum mark.. n its not enough.. all these may be cause by them for choosing me as the leader.. haha.. i suppose to ask them do this n that n meet up but haiyo.. i hardly have time how to gather them.. all in all sch is like making me go crazy over deadlines.. having a class later at 4pm.. cds.. waste of time.. regretted not dropping it earlier on.. really agree with Tiff.. every week only lood forward to wed n fri.. cux we can see each other n play happily together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just received an email from tt VAS.. basket.. now we r playing on both days.. sat n sun.. so last min when the whole world plan their things den they tell us.. my captains ball finals on sat is gone le man.. n cant go church for this week.. crap.. msg nicely to hint that alot pple cannot make it.. n the reply was like attitude.. basket! no wonder u're so well hated by everyone.. have to wake up sooo early for sat n sun.. sian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is.. most importanly.. my long long missing dear is coming back on sunday.. its 3 days!! 3 days!! i really cannot cannot wait le.. i will run home immediately after i'm done at sentosa.. after my dinner with the team.. i will speed home.. and i will see you downstairs our house.. n den i will run into your arms n do our long awaited big fat hug.. miss you miss you miss you!! i think after u're back my work will all be on track le.. cux must faster do n finish den we can go out.. hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116365455660134125?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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us as much as they can.. hee n tts very good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday just pass by so quickly.. but its ok i like.. cux means tt u r coming back SOON!! this time we can say its soon already.. 9 months ago u also told me u will be back soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now.. its 9 days!!! cant wait cant wait.. roar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n rong.. jia you ba.. work been v hectic for u nowadays.. so do take care of urself more alright.. when dear is back we can all go do all the things u wanna do with her.. hee.. but for now.. jia you ba.. hug hug!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116317261975110561?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116317261975110561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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goodness..&lt;br /&gt;we won!!&lt;br /&gt;really sooo happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man SP is really good.. i really din thought they were tt good till we played today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won the first set.. den lost 2nd n third set..&lt;br /&gt;at tt pt of time i was like oh my.. how?? kept asking God how..&lt;br /&gt;4th set we were like throwing all tt is within us..&lt;br /&gt;screaming like nobody's business..&lt;br /&gt;the team spirit was going up n up n up..&lt;br /&gt;we took the 4th set 25-23..&lt;br /&gt;everyone were feeling sooo hopeful..&lt;br /&gt;n we fought like mad for the last set..&lt;br /&gt;we were all going crazy inside after one person whack right in the middle of the court..&lt;br /&gt;feeling super high..&lt;br /&gt;roar..&lt;br /&gt;n yea!! i played well according to my teammies.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;for the last 2 sets only.. 1st 2 was horrible..&lt;br /&gt;but anw we won!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double champ!!&lt;br /&gt;i love my teammies!! every single one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big thanks to graceseet!! we wouldnt have done tt if u din nag at us for the past few months.. really appreciate all tt u've done.. muackx!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n dear God.. you are truly truly awesome.. i give you thanks for making my team dream come true.. thank you so so so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear dear.. we won!! i so happy.. wish u could be here to share the joy with me too.. but its ok.. u r coming back soon... real soon..  i got so many things to tell u.. bout the game.. rong say i can show u how i play also..haha i wish i can do it right now.. hehe.. missing you heaps.. now my polite is over.. i have nothing else to focus on le.. haha.. only on counting down to the days u r back.. n its countable with my fingers le.. whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;thank you team!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-13795576.post-116274543316082143</id><published>2006-11-06T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T00:50:33.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml is the finals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TP vs SP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am feeling sooo excited.. each morning i wake up and pray.. i can feel the little butterflies flyin in my stomach.. haa this shows that i feel the game.. i tot i wun feel anything man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i just feel so excited.. its like since last wed after we won the semis it feels like 10000 days to reach monday.. n boy oh boy.. its tml.. or rather 17h 20 min!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called so many people come down watch my lovely team..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;i'll pray n pray n pray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n thanks dear for tt call.. its enough to pull me thru tml.. wahhaah.. love ya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116274543316082143?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116274543316082143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116274543316082143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116274543316082143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116274543316082143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/11/hehehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116240687322831150</id><published>2006-11-02T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T02:47:53.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its kinda tiring posting in this secondary blog.. but i don wanna close this cux its orange! haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed: game with RP.. won..&lt;br /&gt;          and we are through to the finals.. playing on mon 6pm.. come support everyone.. playing against SP.. girls n   guys also same.. guys at 730pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU TP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before game went to eastpoint arcade to "tou lan" (that machine that cost u 1 buck but u can keep shooting n shooting.. super fun..) after tt our hands were like all aching cux of the repeated action we kept doing.. haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random thoughts.. am kinda excited for mon.. n mon feels so long from now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i would rather not know the day u're back.. cux i'm like losing focus for almost everything but ONLY looking forward to see you.. counting down like crazy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116240687322831150?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116240687322831150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116240687322831150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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da.. its freaking me each time u have it.. &lt;br /&gt;HugHug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed playing semis.. with RP.. 6pm..&lt;br /&gt;jia you everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116222436649610000?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116222436649610000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116222436649610000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116222436649610000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116222436649610000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/10/game-with-ite.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116197034836493613</id><published>2006-10-28T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T01:32:28.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congrats RP for winning today.. played real well..&lt;br /&gt;Good job siii, leong n penpal!! n rena n wong..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116197034836493613?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116197034836493613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against NYP..&lt;br /&gt;Won.. 3-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have a weird feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thurs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 9-11&lt;br /&gt;Slack 11-4&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 4-6 (do nothing but use msn lesson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 9-11&lt;br /&gt;Slack 11-2&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 2-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that going to sports hall to watch games.. to support my 2 dearies.. Jiayou RP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next game on Mon.. against ITE.. 6pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaYou TP girls n guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dear God.. i thank you for the victory.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i commit the whole team into Your hands.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lead us and walk with us till the end.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AMEN!&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/13795576-116188824912679210?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116188824912679210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116188824912679210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116188824912679210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116188824912679210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/10/wed-against-nyp.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116132991863950200</id><published>2006-10-20T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T15:38:38.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo.. finally got some time to sit down n blog bout the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 oct a special day.. wu ke qun bday too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. tue night met sihui n janis.. went to eat cafe cartel our favourite! janis just simply love the bread n she ate non stop. haha.. n wheres my present?! had a great time thou its just the 3 of us.. but was fun.. thx girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt went over to vien hse to stay.. at 12am.. tiff sang for me the wu ke qun song which was bout 18oct this very day.. a sad song but its the first line tt matters.. " 10 yue 18 ri wo shen ri de zhe yi tian"&lt;br /&gt;n den a surprise kiss from vien tt came so sudden.. haha&lt;br /&gt;went down to play bball at 1am.. couldnt even see the board cux of e haze.. n tt stupid tiff.. sooo tall stretch up her hand to shoot nobody can defend.. n she is v near to e ring compared to me bel n vien so she is so much more accurate den us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back vien hse n they all knock out so fast.. n so the lonely birthday girl watched youtube all the way till 6am den sleep.. not long later ah da n jean came.. bout 7 am.. with a great entrance tt woke me up.. haha.. din want to ask y r they here at such hour cux its pretty obvious something gonna happen.. so don wanna spoil the surprise mood.. haha.. 830am my surprise came.. i opened vien's room door n they were all sitting there smiling at me with a cake on the table n dear on the webcam.. haha.. wad a surprise! i love! haha.. n so dear started to play the birthday song w the guitar.. not bad yea.. got improve.. haha.. n den they all exit the room to go sleep leaving me to talk to dear.. haha its really cool to have a webcam man.. i can see her she can see me.. haha.. thanks girl for the webcam.. next time pls be more sincere.. don leave the box lying arnd n worst of all the price tag.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they actually had 3 surprises for me but only 1 succeed.. how sad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened in e day before trg.. trg was soso.. pretty bad actually but its ok.. things not gonna be the same again cux something great happened yest.. so happy! i can feel tt something great gonna happen to the team.. hopefully the feeling is right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week comp starting already.. excited excited!! we gonna play so well i believe! cux my God is great.. my teammies too.. n my dear captain too! love ya! thx for everything.. u've done enough le.. e rest just leave it to us.. the young ones.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also had a great time w my eve n hoho on wed night.. hee.. thanks for everything..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116132991863950200?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116132991863950200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116132991863950200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116132991863950200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116132991863950200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/10/woo.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116111312991044505</id><published>2006-10-18T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T03:25:29.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116111312991044505?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116111312991044505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116111312991044505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116111312991044505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116111312991044505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116097719641497706</id><published>2006-10-16T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T13:39:56.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trg had a great chat with gang.. hmm not tt great thou.. just a big talk..&lt;br /&gt;after tt me n klang went to surprise chew ai for her birthday.. gave her flowers n cake n sang song for her.. after tt went mac for a chat.. they left at 3 plus am.. den vien n bel appeared at mac so we sat there till 4 plus.. suppose to be heading over to vien hse to zzz but me n bel just got this random feel to play basketball.. n yup we went to play basketball for a while.. play till pple's alarm clock started to ring so loudly n we realised its time to head home.. me n bel tried to search for some youtube shows but slept while it was loading.. slept bout 530am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;next morn ah jean call me at 9 to ask me want fan tuan.. i was like heh?!? wads a fan tuan? i want to sleep! haha.. n den she asked wanna go tj trg.. was super tired to decide anything but in e end bel wanted to go. so yup we went there at 1 plus.. played till 4 plus n i rush go bathe den rush go church..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Had cell grp at 1 plus.. they celebrated for me.. gave me a shirt.. sihui bought it so its nice.. haa.. den went home for my mini celebration with family.. had a feast.. lotsa food n drinks.. thanks mama.. after tt was called for basketball session again.. travelled to lotsa places to look for a empty court.. played a while den chatted with dear on the phone.. haa.. was a good chat.. simply miss tt voice.. miss the person.. we just so happy holding onto the phone listening to each other breathe.. cant stand it le missing u sooo much le.. n y must u go back so early? saded.. but well just simply waiting for u to return.. the going back shall wait.. n tt bel cute right? trying to fly u over on wed.. haha.. but bel i think its cheaper to get other stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw after tt cycled to vien hse for some drinks. was cycling n talking but was such a safe driver.. tt 2 donkeys stop n wait for traffic light also can fall down.. cycle behind one another also can cycle into each other's wheel n den perform stunts n den injured me.. haha.. vien hse was so re nao n noisy at 12am.. got eve n eng meng.. reb n her cousin n their mama.. drinking wine non stop.. tt wine tt i swallowed during chalet the other time.. n they opened 6 bottles can? den her mama keep asking us to drink.. but i got so sick once i smell it.. don even dare to drink.. bel n tt eng meng drink until wanna faint wanna puke wanna cannot walk straight.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt was singing session.. tt ah bel ordered all the oldies n i mean oldies.. i see the mtv i just cant help but laugh my lungs out.. their hair n clothes its just horrid.. n she just went on n on singing all the oldies.. i'm amazed with the amt of oldies she knows.. den we KO at 4am.. n vien once again nv do her work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n oh ya last night eve did some funny stunts.. haa.. see ya eve on wed.. our couple night cux someone else is taken..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116097719641497706?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116097719641497706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116097719641497706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116097719641497706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116097719641497706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/10/friday-after-trg-had-great-chat-with.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116067700311011630</id><published>2006-10-13T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T02:16:43.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training was bad on wed.. wasted one trg like tt.. so sorry to you.. we'll give out more sun light, no more thunderstorm, not even drizzle.. so take out tt raincoat of yours cux its very heavy.. haa.. after tt night talk.. i really pei fu u.. for planning so detailed-ly for everything.. knew lotsa stuff which i nv know tt i will know.. kinda enlightened..haa.. thanks for everything=) don wet your eyes anymore alright cux you make me very lost.. i really still prefer your wide smile..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today accompanied ah da for interview.. sorry dude for causing you to be late.. but tt was supposed to be my job n i so nice offer it to you.. haha.. after tt went to little india to do our brows.. we were super bad throughout our whole journey.. n it all came out from ah da's mouth.. waited for jean for quite long.. hmm.. our walk there is not smooth? the corridor of the shops is like small n ******! n so we got forced to walk on the road where cars r like coming from all directions.. n their long gao (drain) the hole super big.. big until ah da cant see n landed her left foot into it.. n den causing a slight sprain.. the first reaction from us is "Be responsible!" And theres this bird smashed flat on the floor.. smashed till no head left.. is like real flat.. yucks.. n den when we walked past this shop the pigeons who were feeding on their dunno wad food started flying right above our head.. yucks yucks.. our walk there is like super exciting n den we almost got lost cux of the word rupini.. its suppose to be their shop name but its like everywhere in the street..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was the first to do the threading thing.. the first touch when the thread touches my brow was like whats that! den after tt it became very comfortable .. but the person not friendly man.. din even smile or wad.. hmm but come to think of it i was closing my eyes 95% of the time n the thread is in her mouth.. so kinda impossible for her to smile.. but she jus gave me this unfriendly feel.. was a bad experience for dada n jean.. haa but good for me thou.. shall go back next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt e gang came over my hse to watch gong n played my new monopoly.. haa.. its just addictive.. once u start u nv stop.. after tt we had dinner at the swimming complex.. the 99cents sushi thing.. aiyo.. go once n nv to return again.. some pork thing vien ordered n it sux.. all our burps smell of tt.. sushi also not fresh.. service also v slow.. still dare charge service charge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the bad dinner we went uncle tan hse play basketball.. some random things we felt like doing at tt moment.. had lotsa fun laughing.. n nv to be in the same thing as vien cux she will make u laugh n cant play.. when u asked her to run free from the defenders so tt will not be guarded n she listened n so she stand right at the back of the court near the outline.. haa hu will go guard such a far her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a good day with them today.. feeling super ache all over now suddenly.. butt also.. tml trg at 430.. friendly at 7.. morn got to wake up early cycle down to bedok to buy some surprises.. courtesy of klang.. den go market buy some stuff for our cooking session in e noon.. gonna be a good day tml cux gonna meet many of them.. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;--hao xiang bao ni wo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;--hao xiang ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;--wo mei tian de si nian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116067700311011630?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116067700311011630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116067700311011630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116067700311011630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116067700311011630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/10/training-was-bad-on-wed.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116033299905791988</id><published>2006-10-09T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T02:43:19.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On thurs and sat went to seet n xt work place there with rong n bel for both times.. hoho once.. haa.. cux rong wanna drink n i very nice fren accompany her.. on sat stayed there for like hours.. aiyo can die in the smokey place.. was super tired tt day.. we din talk much either.. just sit there stare at each other.. for hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri celebrated lantern festival with gang n kitty.. had so much fun.. throwing sparkles up to the tree.. wearing  jersey somemore, was like hoping no one see us.. we light up the mangosteen with lotsa candles.. was really nice.. we burnt the lanterns n all sorts of paper we can find.. haze was bad enough but we just add on.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt tt day was: Be Responsible! (vien ah) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went vien hse bathe n den decide to go mac for some gathering w the ice creams.. 2 plus am n they don have ice cream.. so we cycled to shs mac for ice cream.. ate till 4 plus n we head back to vien hse to zzz till next day 12 noon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. am pretty sad n bad n guilty over something.. roar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoke to dear a little online today.. not some normal talk.. a lil heartfelt talk.. sigh.. you're just making me miss you so much.. way too much.. i wish i could go over there n give u a big hug.. over here we can only give those little hug hug icons.. tts e max.. how sad..&lt;br /&gt;remember the first thing we're suppose to do when you come back k! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 more days to my lil big day.. not so excited cux u aint here =(&lt;br /&gt;but still i shall put up my wishlist to feel a lil of the atmosphere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) new mizuno shoes.. (jean tt model is e best)&lt;br /&gt;2) that red adidas shoe at queensway&lt;br /&gt;3) bag ( tt orange chicken bag which is like no more le, but got this nike bag orange too)&lt;br /&gt;4) watch (any color cux my first watch till now is still orange)&lt;br /&gt;5) ipod nano (orange will be awesome! black is cool too)&lt;br /&gt;6) that orange electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;7) havaianas (the one with strap behind, orange will be awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;8) orange handphone pouch (mickey tt dog bite spoil mine)&lt;br /&gt;9) wallet (not orange colour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) to win POLITE!&lt;br /&gt;11) dear to appear at my doorstep tt day n surprise! (a lil impossible thou)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116033299905791988?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116033299905791988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116033299905791988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116033299905791988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116033299905791988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/10/on-thurs-and-sat-went-to-seet-n-xt.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-116002584358226962</id><published>2006-10-05T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T13:24:03.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sun: met up with hoho and eve.. had lotsa fun with them.. hee.. thanks girls=) for all e laughter.. havoc on 18 yea? promise me that i'll have a good time alright.. heheh.. cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon &amp; tue: work some butt aching job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on mon i brought mickey my bike to e cash converter to check out how much do they offer.. den got this lady saw my bike outside n she said she's interested in it.. ask me check how much cash converter offers den tell her.. den tt man came out look at mickey n said 40 bucks.. i was like heh?!?! 40 bucks?!? tts too low.. n basket tt woman heard it la.. so i faster ask e man if u all take in at 40 how much do u all sell out? n he said 80 to 90 bucks.. n i purposely repeat v loudly 80-90 bucks.. okok! haa.. den we(me n jean n tt woman) started our private negotiation.. she asking me how much i wan sell den i say 100.. den she cannot la.. i only have 70 plus w me.. den i was like nono! den i'm not selling.. den i jus say if i sell it online it will fetch a higher price den she was like issit.. den she offered me 80 n she say its max.. den i was like nono..$95?? den she keep on cannot cannot.. den say call husband all the crap la. den say ok 85 max.. she can max so many times lo.. den she said i as in her keep up up e price.. den i said but i keep down down e px too... n guess wad she said? tts cux u r selling! basket den i reply tts cux you buying!! hahah den i said $90 last offer.. if $85 den i will remove the stand at the back.. so jean called ah da to ask got the spanner n stuff.. den in e middle of the call she gave up and said okok 90 bucks to save all e trouble.. haha.. DEAL!! n she handed me 100 bucks n still wanna bluff me say she only got 70 plus cash.. haha.. i keep insisting its a new bike n its really new.. but i din tell her the back wheel is slanted.. its not spoilt but its just manufacture like tt.. haa.. n something wrong w e gear too.. haa.. but so proud of my negotiating(correct spelling?) power..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night went to see bike.. see for super long cux i dunno which wan to buy.. to buy for the colour or e brand? haa so i left the shop wthout buying.. cux i no money man.. only had 90 bucks n the bike was 200 plus.. so for tt night i cant sleep cux kept thinking of ways to get money to buy it.. haa.. n so i decided to use my cannot touch money to buy it.. ouch heart ache.. n on tue i went back to buy my new bike! at the price of $230.. kinda cheap le compared to outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;DATOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/320/datou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wed: suppose to meet gang at 230 to do gym.. but all were late.. so we reached sch at 320.. n nobody got the mood to do.. none of our gym sessions were successful before.. n so i just feel like running so i took my mp3 n went to run.. woo the power in it is amazing..i was like singing the song for a while n i finish 1 round.. the power of HEI SE YOU MO (so love tt song now cux it kinda sing out my feelings)..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went for the team meeting at 4.. listen to our new advisor speak.. sometimes its kinda weird when a noob in vball is speaking cux it just somehow don make sense if not den its those v obvious kinda things tt we shld do.. but most of e time it just doesnt apply to our sports like it does to others.. but well full respect to him cux i think he is v nice n efficient.. after he's gone seet den started the real meeting.. hahha.. pretty amazed by the meeting.. its just a different one i feel.. i feel tt not much democracy is practice in our team.. more of dictator/ruler/communist.. the shirt we wear also must be similar.. the things we do also must synchronise.. hhahah.. but all for the sake to make the team bonded we got to listen n follow n no qns asked.. our team commitee thing is just awesome.. hahah cux everyone is finally moving their ass to get things done.. trg was good.. everyone so busy.. the court was so fully utilised.. every spot was covered with our footprints n perspiration.. shuang! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;n i cant believe i am slacking at home now at this hour.. like wasting one day of my life away like tt.. dunno who to call to meet.. seeing my gang EVERYDAY is really no joke.. kinda getting bored le.. hahah cux we got no activities to do when vien hse is not open.. tml gonna celebrate lantern festival with dwarfies.. haha.. gonna have a great time again.. yea.. so happy.. n i hope we can go bintan! the villa is like awesome.. u feel like princess staying there.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how nice if you're arnd.. take care my dear.. get well soon.. hug hug!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-116002584358226962?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/116002584358226962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=116002584358226962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116002584358226962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/116002584358226962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/10/sun-met-up-with-hoho-and-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115951439461291304</id><published>2006-09-29T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T15:19:55.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday to Wed had chalet with my gang.. went to buy food on mon before checking in.. realised we bought alot so we decided to bbq on the first night as well.. felt kinda sick once i reached there.. was sick since msia trip but tt day was worst.. running a fever.. so afraid i will get dengue cux my body aching like mad everywhere.. haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of them were busy in out.. trying to set the fire which took more den an hour and no result.. actually 5 determined pple at the pit to start fire and den slowly one by one took the food back to the kitchen to cook.. either on stove or microwave.. left jean the last woman standing to start the fire.. haa.. but she gave up and return to the kitchen.. haha.. so we cooked noodles. mash potatoes.. microwaved the chicken wings.. n cooked eggs.. was really delicious man.. watched s'pore idol result show as we eat.. but wad a disappointing result.. we immediately switch channel when the result out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day.. woke up arnd noon time.. n vien mama came with lotsa chicken rice.. thanks=) kitty came together w bel after her sch.. now we have more pple.. 7.. arnd evening time.. yili came too.. so we have 8.. and night time eeting came too and we have 9.. yea.. started fire arnd 6pm.. also took 1 hour but this time successful cux kitty set it.. started bbq-ing the food.. bbq n eat bbq n eat. the food got no chance to be on the plates.. we just surround the pit and chit chat.. had a fun time thou.. before yili left we(6 of us) sang a song for them.. "Welcome to the family" hoping tt they do feel welcome.. under the moonlight we just play the guitar, sing songs, talk talk, eat eat.. was really cool.. after bathing everyone were like tired already.. was a little moody too.. so just took the bottle of wine tt vien mum brought n just drank n drank while i was reading my book.. just kept pouring n pouring into the cup and just drank finish the whole bottle like tt.. towards the end bel came to play poker w me.. she suppose to help me drink some but she ended up making me drink cux she kept winning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="246" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/320/DSC00027.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt; tata~ my record!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="165" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/320/DSC00028.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after the bottle of wine starts to flow through my body i was kinda drunk.. couldnt ctrl my body movements.. knew wad was going on exactly but everything just kept spinning.. i must say its kinda fun.. the feeling of sober yet drunk.. den i tried to sleep cux super seh already but my stomach felt really terrible.. so vien made me drink two cups of water.. n goodness.. i puked like no tomorrow.. cant even aim at the toilet bowl properly cux it was too much.. threw up 5 times in a row.. but after the puking it really feels v good.. n i went to sleep.. deep sleep.. now the bottle is on my bottle to remind me not to repeat again cux the feeling really sux.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wed morn woke up feeling super drowsy n spinny.. seet came w a msg saying she's down w fever asked me can i handle.. hmm.. one trg without her showed me all their human nature.. really upset and piss off after tt trg.. no one i could turn to.. poured out to dear at night.. like the only one i can talk to in this world..at the other end of the world somemore..  how sad la.. (not forgetting my DJS thou) i just want to STOP doing all these.. cux i feel like i am pleasing no one n instead got me into un-necessary shit..  jus cux i wan to do something i could for u all but thanks for such reward huh.. for tt i am deeply hurt.. i hate YOUs! open up ur damn bloody eyes to see! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its really a struggle to put God into all that i am gg to decide.. but all thanks to God if not all these wun happen.. not a single part of my human brain cells will ask me to do it.. talking wad me? nvm i understand..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thurs.. went to my cousin-in-law funeral.. she passed away on sun night.. faint n den heart stop beating.. at the age of 33 leaving behind her beloved husband and a 2 yr old daughter.. was asked to go for the wake on tue and wed but tue chalet.. n wed cux of tt sucky trg.. a worthless sacrifice.. nvm.. so on thurs is the cremation thing.. shes a christian so thank God.. nv been to a funeral when i know the person.. ether frens dad or grandad kind.. all i dunno wan.. i tot i wun cry cux we aint close.. somemore is in-law.. everyone took a flower n walk arnd the coffin n place the flower inside.. really dunno wad to react.. my cousin was crying so badly.. all her friends.. her mum too.. n tt was when i drop my first tear there.. after singing amazing grace n the pastor said a few words it was time for her body to be carried to mandai there to be cremated.. at tt instant when everyone knew tt it was time to part w her everyone were crying loudly.. i turned n saw my dad in tears too.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;her body was carried into the van and we walked behind the van slowly.. like all drama shows like tt.. den my cousin was carrying the innocent daughter who was still sleeping soundly on his shoulders.. after tt we took a bus to the place where she is finally cremated.. her body was in this service hall where the pastor officially mark the end of her earthly life.. sang the song as the deer.. and last time for everyone to walk arnd her coffin to look at her.. n den after tt we went up to the viewing hall where we see her body being pushed to somewhere to be burnt or wad.. not v sure.. my cousin was alright initially.. carrying his daughter asking her to say byebye to mummy.. kept asking her to do it but she just feel shy n stuff.. i looked at tt sight i really felt so sorry for them.. but my cousin just kept saying say byebye to mummy say byebye to mummy.. when we were asked to leave the viewing hall my cousin just lost ctrl n cried very loudly.. he refuse to move.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;really felt so sad for him and my niece.. losing her mum at the age of 2.. don even know tt mummy is gone.. life is really so unpredictable.. at the age of 33 for no reason the heart just stop.. probably is just God's calling.. but everything she left behind is just so much.. her daughter's future.. her husband's perfect family life.. and they r so loving.. its really so heartbreaking to see tt happen.. her young mother.. nv will she expect that she have to see her own daughter's funeral.. sigh so sad so sad.. cherishing all the good things and good pple arnd me is wad i learnt.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;R.I.P my dear sister..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heaven must be a wonderful place right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's not easy to go there.. i know.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115951439461291304?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115951439461291304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115951439461291304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115951439461291304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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faster pace trg by seet since we started trg after exams tt now once he train we feel like dying.. the 2 short hours felt like 4 long hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thur:&lt;br /&gt;had some friendly matches with SP n NYP.. played 8 sets altogether.. bad day cux everyone aint performing.. lotsa disappointment everywhere esp to you.. but just pray for a better tml..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday:&lt;br /&gt;hooray.. we got a better day.. had a mini gathering at vien place before trg.. made onigiri together.. sang K together.. haa.. hao wan=)&lt;br /&gt;trg was fun too.. felt more like a trg compared to wed.. a drill tt unite everyone n keeping him free for a while.. whee.. bang(4th sound)!!&lt;br /&gt;carol, jelly n siew wen came for trg too.. so we had friendly with them.. don understand y r u playing n our player is sitting outside counting score.. aiyo.. don make sense..&lt;br /&gt;had a little physical stuff after trg..&lt;br /&gt;n some photo taking session.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;went dinner w majority.. climbing over that gate.. hahah.. so fun..&lt;br /&gt;after tt went to chill w klang ai n david till 2 plus..&lt;br /&gt;slept at 3 plus.. lotsa weird thinking plus words running thru my mind before i sleep.. had a nightmare too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday: &lt;br /&gt;woke up at 645am to go american school.. cux bus at 730am cux the guys got to reach there at 8am..n we only need to reach bout 9 plus.. n basket basket basket!! only 2 guys taking the bus in e end.. n 9 girls got to wake up so early just for them n those who last min not taking bus.. they almost went crazy when they saw tt 2 pathetic guys.. worst of all no bus in sight at 730am.. called the driver den they say sch nv booked any bus.. almost fainted on the spot.. dunno wad is happening at e upper level.. driver rushed down at 830am his earliest.. thanks uncle for waking up n fetching us there.. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played with 3 teams.. altogether 10 sets.. haa.. shagged man.. n the place is so cold n it takes v long for us to warm up our body.. but we played some fun fun games to laugh our lungs out n force our perspiration out.. had a great day there with my team.. everyone could perform.. so everyone became happy.. yeah.. we r a happy family..&lt;br /&gt;the Ribena family i mean.. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml gg church den can rest rest rest.. den mon to wed gg chalet.. n den trg.. n den trg.. haa.. good life=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115902928427512601?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115902928427512601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115902928427512601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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simply walk away?&lt;br /&gt;i want to choose e first choice..&lt;br /&gt;but am i allowed??&lt;br /&gt;i don ask for anything in return.. simply nothing i wan..&lt;br /&gt;but i don expect to be return with hostility.. gossips.. assumptions..&lt;br /&gt;do not force me to do things i do not wan to do..&lt;br /&gt;esp things tt've been kept within me for soooo long..&lt;br /&gt;the explosion gonna be massive..&lt;br /&gt;warning given..&lt;br /&gt;be a nice person n a harmless soul..&lt;br /&gt;cux i/we did not harm you..&lt;br /&gt;love us cux we were taught to love..&lt;br /&gt;despite everything we still prayed hard for the best..&lt;br /&gt;tt's us n our God..&lt;br /&gt;any sacrifices now from us will be given without qns ask..&lt;br /&gt;cux the situation gave us no other option..&lt;br /&gt;so pls love me cux i love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sad me calling out for chip.. need to hear ur voice.. u will not be able to understand wad is gg on cux it cant be explained.. its too deep a cut in my heart.. just wan u to be there for me to listen to me as always.. to at least let me know there is someone at the end of the earth who still love n care for me with no qns asked but sacrifices made.. waiting waiting waiting for that voice.. for the only one who has the capability of healing the wound..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115851675632608190?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115851675632608190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115851675632608190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115851675632608190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115851675632608190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/09/bad-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115815601431653728</id><published>2006-09-13T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:00:14.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just returned from the volleyball camp.. am so strengthless now.. all thanks to seet.. haa.. she's a pro.. thanks girl for all the planing and stuff.. dunno where our coach run to le.. but thank God still got you if not its gone case for the team.. hee.. n see i told ya i'll be fine n be happy during trgs.. other stuff i just wanna fang kai le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. camp was kinda alright on tue.. den we slack n happy all the way till midnight. played the classic hide and seek game.. hid in this super dirty scary place but super dirty.. me vien n tiff found one perfect hiding place esp vien but was misuse by bel n vien.. they created a dent n damage somewhere in the sch within our hiding boundary n its like one look will make u laugh n roll all over.. haa but  all was fun.. slept uncomfortably in the studio.. took a v long time to sleep.. woke up or rather jump out of bed when seet call at 840... where we suppose to be up n ready to run at 830.. opps.. she reach bout 850, den we slowly started crawling up go bathe n wash up n stuff. think started running at 940.. ran 5 rounds the stadium.. super no joke early in e morning.. n 60 sit ups push ups n aeroplanes.. haven started the full day trg we already declare dead.. haa.. but was shiok.. had ball trg from 12-4, 6-8.. n poom.. home sweet home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml gg off to msia for the competition thingy.. leaving at 230pm.. haa.. wonder how r my clothes gonnna dry in time but mama say no problem den ok la.. trust her.. i'm sure we r gonna enjoy ourselves big time in msia hahah cux we r alone there.. haa the coolest thing of all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my results everyone.. so proud of it.. 200879 taps on my shoulder**GREAT JOB**&lt;br /&gt;haa.. cds got C.. den F for tt dumb thing tt i was debarred from but tt wan small case.. not core also.. n 2B n 2B+ for the core subjects.. wheee.. no C for once for core sub.. super happy can.. fnally GPA no longer 1.5... it should be above 3 this time. haa.. if don count the F..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah sooo happy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115815601431653728?l=bebble.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-13795576.post-115669070900419311</id><published>2006-08-27T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T22:58:29.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the second week of holidays n i m so bored.. but nvm after this week once their exams r over we can go havoc already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri start trg already.. like finally.. but think wun be able to touch the ball yet for arnd 2 weeks.. thanks to hur hur the big plan.. hahah.. but cant wait for the new beginning man.. like so fun man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some stuff happen last week but shall not talk about it.. just wanna let it be over.. cux things will be better right? i hope so if u r willing to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week spent quite a lot time with bel n vien.. the only pple hu can accompany me now at this boring period.. just waiting for the other 3 to re-unite n we can have all the fun in e world.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;september seems so busy... haha its like vball fanatic.. wed n fri trg.. den on 12-13 got vball camp.. sure gonna be v fun.. hahah.. den on 15-17 gg to JB for competition.. their open invitational cup.. think its gonna be tough but sure lotsa fun.. cux its overseas.. n den our gang chalet on 25-27.. will be asking the team to go if they want to.. woah.. its like endless bonding sessions.. i love to bond hahaha.. cant wait for everything.. cant wait to spend time with gang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for someone to be back too.. haha.. n once u're back i will don care other pple le.. den someone will start saying like bla bla bla.. but don care.. hahhaa.. must fully utilise my time with u when u back.. precious like singapore water.. hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115591301465986719</id><published>2006-08-18T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T22:56:54.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so bored this whole week.. go back lesson from wed to fri.. everytime half hour? haa its some kind of wrapping up of th whole sem.. all tutors were shock when i go back.. cux each time the lesson only got like 10 students.. haha.. n i so dumb dumb go back for all.. cux i wanna perfect my attendanc.. hee.. ok now its the official start of my holidays.. so bored so bored.. tiff n ahda n jean next week study break den next next week exams den next next next week den holidays.. aiyo.. wad m i gonna do la.. sian-ed.. wanna work to kill time but dunno wan wad kind.. wan those super flexible kind.. i wan work den work.. but haiyo like tt hu wan employ.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really will be so bored for 2 weeks.. no ball to play no pple to play.. aiyo.. shall find some real entertaining stuff to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. today went out with gang to bugis st.. bought 2 shirt baby milo wan.. ahhaha so love baby mile.. its so cute.. n one volleyball slipper from fox.. kinda weird cutting but don care.. uncomfortable but don care.. anw is for display.. the nicest thing bout a slipper is when u don wear it so tt pple can see design.. haha.. n its 6.50 ..haiyo.. y not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n finally dear called on tues night.. a long awaited call..but eee.. she so sleepy.. i like talking to the wall in her room.. dunno she listening not.. dunno she can remember.. wad i wanna tell u i only said like half of it.. see u so sian i also dunno how to say.. ahha.. nvm la.. over le the issue.. no point dwelling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml go church.. yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i wont deny it=)&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115523293037358838</id><published>2006-08-11T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T02:02:10.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah due to some personal reason this blog will be kinda dead.. will not be updating often anymore.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i do its gonna be long.. wahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. just some random things.. cux i dunno when i last blog.. cant be bothered to check.. in e midst of my exams now.. all v easy but dunno answer correctly not.. but aiya.. small %tage.. so its ok.. haa.. next week holiday le.. yea cant wait.. cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am feeling all so excited for the game on sat up against DOT.. its like almost an impossble thing if we were to win.. i tot so too.. but well my God above is good.. haa.. if we win its like a bonus.. n if we dont i have no regrets too.. cux i know we played our best le.. learnt many things from this comp.. glad tt the team is stronger  n stronger... am so blessed to be playing in this team.. for my dearies n granny.. hu wans nothing but the best from us.. haha.. i represent them to say a big thank you.. thou we don say it out but we really appreciate all the things u've done for each n everyone of us.. hee.. xie le!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. everyday meeting my gang.. nv fail to entertain one another.. they really make me feel tt i have the best friends on earth kinda thing.. haha.. lotsa things to thank God for.. dunno how to start but only know he is amazing.. hee.. am feeling so high.. so excited.. sure cant zzz tonight le man.. so i shall go study again.. haha already read 3 times le my notes.. wah.. good right?? hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. wad else.. cant think of anything else le.. Sat match against DOT 7pm.. they r very good but we will play our best.. hee.. winning is bonus.. the process is wad we got to learn.. said by granny.. asking me to bear in mind.. orh.. keyed into my data le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love God for giving me such a wonderful life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. n i realised tt i haven spoke to dear for such a long time le.. hee.. shows tt i can be so happy on my own too.. whee.. independent yea? tts wad u wanted me to be.. hehe i am now le.. can u see?? will call u after my exams.. i got tons of things to tell u which cannot be like written here? haha.. missing u so much.. muacks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115523293037358838?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115523293037358838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115523293037358838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115523293037358838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115523293037358838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/08/hahah-due-to-some-personal-reason-this.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115488134406659829</id><published>2006-08-06T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T00:22:24.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after a v good game comes a bad game.. haha.. think today too early already.. gracescy wasnt awake.. first time see her make so many mistakes.. i mean its still lesser den the rest of us but for her its alot.. n she n xt is like connected.. she don play well xt also.. but well glad tt the rest of us played it not badly.. thank God for teamwork=) YEA! we no longer depend so much on them le.. hen hao!&lt;br /&gt;won IK 3-1.. they r really tall n they really jump n block.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;last fri trg was boring.. din do much.. i trained less den an hour? but the last 5 min was like disastrous.. ran n did some weird stuff.. dunno hu went to invent.. me n tiff still so ren zhen do when wongie say do 1 set can le. we go do 2.. goodness..we must be nuts.. after tt we all ache la.. me tiff ah da vien.. wahaha.. couldnt even leave the court.. got to wait till uncle come chase us.. took so long to bathe.. doing some massage before bathing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n e shampoos we invested lost.. haa.. so many somemore.. den got to share 1 small bottle for 5 of us.. we so scared not enough.. but well as believers we believe tt God will provide if we trust.. like how he did by breaking 5 breads to feed 5000 n still have leftovers.. haa... n we were praying before we bathe.. woo.. getting all so holy yea? so happy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n our new theme song.. MIGHTY TO SAVE by hillsong.. really really v nice.. meaningful too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya n seet.. i know u r like trying ur best to push us to do wad we can do.. n u really doing a great job already k.. tt 2 games we played is ur zuo ping.. don worry so much tt u r not doing enough.. u r already doing more den enough.. training us now n still need to train.. busy eh?? haa.. plus all the nice 'naggings'.. it really works cux its bo bian den we have to listen n keep it.. cux u will drill non stop by all ur Q n A.. haha.. thank God for gracescy=) thou i always bully u but u know i don mean it.. haa =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went FOP with gang.. think its good.. thou similar like my church but somehow its better.. teared once Don Moen sang the 1st song.. "Think about His Love" .. the lyrics just kept running thru my brains n making me realise so much.. all de great things happening now is all cux of Him.. my sch work.. my team.. everything.. really miss soaking into God's presence like last time.. i can have the world but its not complete without You being in it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-How could i forget Your love?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after FOP supper-ed at mac den we all went over vien hse to ton.. good day out with gang.. really cherishing all e time we spent together.. every single thing we do.. all e prayers before game.. ah da prayer before sleep.. before shower.. thou we may have differnt spiritual backgrounds n traditions but its de same purpose.. same destiny.. n i believe we gonna help each other grow more n more alright?&lt;br /&gt;love u guys to bits.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;having exams this whole week.. dunno wad to study.. don feel like also but sometimes i don have a choice.. reports so far v good don wan let my don wan study mood bring down my grades.. tue to sat exams n i will be free!! whee~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;received a heartwarming msg from dear.. aiyo so busy with stuff till got no time to chat since she's gone.. but am missing  her so much still.. nights chip!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115488134406659829?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115488134406659829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115488134406659829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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nice man..&lt;br /&gt;after my exam week my course got this weird thing called celebration of learning week where they will ask the grps with the best reports to present their report.. n my grp is chosen.. wahaha so does tt mean my grp is the best..&lt;br /&gt;sad to say we r not.. is just tt got this grp chosen for 2 subjects so they r taking one n my teacher nominated us for the other one.. he thinks tt our powerpoint presentation is good.. maybe the way we present also.. but just not e best.. haha.. i don wanna present la.. so pai sei.. i sure nervous like dunno wad donkey.. somemore all lecturers will be there and the course manager n stufff.. aiyo.. my heart cannot handle man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i m like waiting for trg to come den can leave n go sch.. tiff they all in my hse but ALL sleeping.. only bel eating.. yest we vs kebun bahru.. lost 3-1.. all the sets were like 26-24 kinda score.. all thanks to the referee who took 3-4 pts EACH set.. sir was like blasting off his bench n screaming..(after tt he ask us not to get affected cux he say is his strategy..)??  got this ridiculous ball where they spike aeroplane out n tiff just jump but it flew past her hand so can anybody imagine how out is tt.. but tt linesman woman to be exact says tt its a touch out.. my goodness.. flared all of us up.. tt is confirm not a touch out.. we touch we wun be so unreasonable la.. but those kind obviously din even touch la.. n the referee simply give his judgement by the expression of the players.. pple say touch out he say touch out.. pple say out he also say out.. some is he saw us yeah so loud den give us the pts.. but we know its out.. but we just anyhow scream.. den all the touch net one he catch wrong side.. we like forever touching it can.. haiyo.. y m i tlaking so much bout tt young kid.. he only 17 yrs old can.. cost us 1 game.. thanks boy n girl.. for swearing to me tt its a touch out.. wad can u use to swear with my team? ur cock eyes?? xiang ting says she will buy for u a specs next time.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest was like really really a good match..some said tt we could have won not for the referee.. but we also din bao wo la.. was leading with scores like 18-8 den in the end just lost the whole thing.. super wasted super super wasted.. but it was really a good fight.. we lost beautifully.. haa n also after the game i keep on staring at the referee den i say HI to him den he so pai seh.. den he 2nd game doing linesman den i walk over say better LOOK properly.. got one part damn funny.. he was swinging his flag and the flag came off the stick.. n he din know la.. den my team mate go tell him.. goodness.. me n bel they all were just nice sitting right behind him n we were laughing our heads n lungs out.. super loud can.. like across the court also can hear.. haha.. purposely or not hu cares.. cux he is blacklisted.. den the more senior referee were like walking n talking to us... den i tell him pls go train tt youngster properly den he just laugh.. he still say we could have won but tt xiao didi dunno la.. i was liek thanks ah.. n they kept chasing us for the referee money(45x4) bucks.. m paying for such referees? hahaha die also don pay.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still good job team.. we really play v well le.. applying everthing our captain told us.. n tiffany loh.. u r liek so cool.. cant stand it.. may not be like fantastic to pple but at least to us tt is a v big improvement.. well done.. ah da jia you alright.. be mentally stronger.. u died-ed with ur mentally yest.. n jean i know u regretted gg there to play but no matter wad circumstances u must stand up above the others k.. no matter how pple pin point u but u must believe u can do it de.. ur play is for God to see n not for ur players to see.. must know tt always.. don give up k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna thank God for everything yesterday.. all the amazing things You did in the court.. got this part when seet was spiking n the 183 girl block but din block it back it din touch out n up as well it just went right thru her arms n fall down the net. den seet was like tt is God's power.. which is like so right.. the strength for tt ball is so huge n forceful.. surely not by her strength..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank GOD for everything!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115468287809291737?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115468287809291737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115468287809291737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115468287809291737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115468287809291737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-my-everything-is-submitted.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115399504383215632</id><published>2006-07-27T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T18:10:43.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sharon flew back already.. how fast.. manage to spend a little time with her in the morn before i go to sch.. well.. we left each other with a hug n one of my tear roll down my cheek.. couldnt ctrl at tt moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my first presentation.. n the marketing executive of IKEA was there.. cux our report was on IKEA n stuff..  n when we saw him all shock n den nervous like dunno wad.. is like stress-ed.. somemore it was our 1st presentaiotn out of the 4 n we seem to be the only class hu got him.. i screwed up when it was my turn.. words just cant come out at the start but after a while it  was alright.. gan jiong a little but still manage to say all tt i need to say.. n tt LOSER of my grp was like so nervous la.. still can say pple.. n for e peer evalutaion i fail them.. i don think they deserve to pass by contributing nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished 3 presentations already.. din do tt well for it.. but anw is just a small % tage of 10.. n its like a cfm pass thing once u present.. so.. haha.. not tt difficult..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest had friendly with volleysports.. played 3 sets.. 2-1.. we lost.. 2nd set was 30-28 man.. so wasted.. was rather happy with everyone's play.. lost a few silly mistake.. like really silly kind.. will try harder next time.. sorry dudes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after trg went to eat with gang n rong.. after tt me bel n vien n rong went mangosteen.. vien was super high.. shes like crazy talking nonsense non stop n doing silly stuff.. hahaha.. we had lotsa fun swing.. super high kind.. haa.. almost died in the hands of vien n bel when they swing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright next up some exciting stuff.. when we were cycling off to mac tt bel performed some stunt n left a scar on my face.. she asked me to cycle first n she will hop on.. i din know she is like carrying 2 big bag n holding 1 shoe bag n how on earth is she gonna jump onto the stand? can anyhow pls tell me?? haa obviously she cant balance n i cant brake if not she will fall.. n low n behold the grip for my handle (the part where u hold the bike n cycle) slip out.. the whole rubber thing came out n obviously i cant double balance with one inbalance woman behind me.. n so i fell.. i wanted to throw bike to the right n jump left.. but only manage to do 1 n tt was to fall left n the bike threw left too.. so when i open my eyes my face was on the handle.. n i can feel the bruise already.. so now its like a bruise..n den a scar... =( they said it's not a cut.. its abrasion(dunno how to spell tt)&lt;br /&gt;so now i have a v shuai plaster on my face.. like went gang fight like tt.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;n tt bel is feeling so guilty.. haa.. well i accept ur apology which u made to the public.. but tt scar will be there for u to see forever.. hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115399504383215632?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115399504383215632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>finally i found some time to blog.. my tagboard so happening eh? over tommy n mickey.. wahhaa.. so silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last whole week was chionging reports week.. 4 reports due.. n i 1 person do 1.. they 5 do 1.. haa.. cool eh? i din kei kiang or wad man.. they were just so assured tt i could handle it myself.. hmm.. well.. the other 3 of them help me a little here n there.. 2 others just forever asking me how? can do? only ask no actions.. n i have no time to sit down n explain wad can they do cux firstly.. there is nothing they can do when they don read their text.. secondly they have no idea what is gg on for tt subject n lastly i don wan waste time on such pple hu think so highly of themselves as efficient jus by finishing the easiest powerpt slides which holds no weightage n touch nothing on reports..LOSERS!! ok enough on them cux i will mark them DOWN during peer evaluation.. wahaha.. e other 4 pf us plan to do the same.. so all e best man.. haa.. ok enough of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week was an emotional week man.. many stuff happening.. with my gang my team etc.. dunno wad to do but well just letting it be over n don care n it will be fine i guess.. had some good advice from dear.. things getting better now when i jus try to look at it from another angle.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;last tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thou my project meetings were like 11-6 everyday but i still manage to squeeze tuesday out for dear.. we went to chinatown buy some cheap n legal cds. den went to PS to walk arnd n bought some stuff from Yamaha n ate KFC.. cux she say over there she don eat fast food cux no sauce n she was craving for tt since she came back so... we went to have kfc.. thou my pt was like we hao bu rong yi meet up n have one day to ourselves u wanna eat kfc?! but well haha.. its ok.. kai xin jiu hao.. its the time spent togetther tt matters.. somehow tt day feel so short.. before i even realise its already time to head home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den on thurs was ah da bday.. so i went to meet them after i m dismiss from my project meeting.. ah da's idea to go simei eat this dunno wad cafe.. thou none of us agree but she violently insist so bo bian she bday girl.. finally travelled there.. guess wad?? its closed.. so sway cux its like nv close before den tt day close.. only tt day somemore.. haa.. so got to travel back to tamp to eat.. but before we left we drank bubble tea from each-a-cup.. haa like a died-ed shop right but its revived again at eastpt.. we ate ajisen.. had a little heart to heart talk.. trying to adjust each other's emotions for being good friends in a team.. not good friends its buddies.. theres many things we do not understand n theres alot things we said its hard to deny.. but well we came to a conclusion tt we r v dependent n sticky to each other.. v hard for any of us to go out n v hard for anyone to come in.. being too emotional in the court is our weakness.. we fall together.. we don play well together.. we buay song together.. its like link natuarally? we din plan for it but it just happen like tt.. seet i know u dunno wad to do neither do i.. guess we just need time to step out of this comfort zone.. sometimes even i m not willing to step out wad more e rest? its like step out aready will get shoot down any moment..sigh.. dunno how come play a ball can play till like tt.. so fu zha so luan.. but still i must tt this gang really make my day.. when we r together theres like little, close to no sadness.. just be who we really are towards one another is so comfortable.. having a grp of friends is easy.. but having all of them close to ur heart always is not easy.. lotsa commitments to be given into e friendship.. lotsa sacrifice to make for one another.. really thank GOD for this gang of people who kept me going on n on for the team.. tired but for them its worth.. things will get better n better..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; sharon wanna go back shs to visit the teachers.. so went went abck early in the morn 930.. she's like some hot star there.. everyone knows and adore her.. haha.. i was just blending into the background.. went back to tp to do some editing n den submit my precious.. u know like how precious when u do it urself.. staying up till 6am for 3days just to do it.. n the teacher say tt its good work.. she like.. n den u submit it into the box.. those kinda feeling is like whoooo.. i was like free!! big burden off my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over vien hse in e morn cux night time celebrating ah da bday again.. dunno how come she so special 2 times.. next time i wan many mnay times also.. haha.. her friends made it good for her.. so ah da better be happy.. n her speech was so funny n cute n heart-warming.. her wish was like everybody be healthy n happy?? hahha.. such a wei da wan.. n she said it with like no voice cux of the loss of voice flu she got from jian ming.. haha so shouldnt u be healthy first before u say ur wish.. haa.. n yah she said something like da jia kuai gao zhang da(something lik faster grow n be more sensible) den ah tiff was like "wo ke yi bu yao zai zhang le ma?" hahahah&lt;br /&gt;this monday met up with rong bel seet xt shuqin n sharon at some Can Cafe at bugis.. haa weird combi thou.. sat there n chat a little but cant stand the drowsy atmosphere it gives.. n seet was drunk for a while.. haha.. moved on to V8 for dinner.. den watsons for shopping..den starbucks for coffee..not much common topic to talk about.. just talking in small grps.. headed home bout 11.. dear came over to book air tickets.. flying off tml(WED)!! so fast.. after tt she went home n i went to find bel they all at mangosteen.. dunno wads with tt place but once we r together we sure go there.. seet fave place..haa.. was a little moody there.. sigh.. pretty obvious cux dear gg back.. happy she came back but when its time to go its hard to part.. everything was like so fast.. she's back for bout 2 weeks but its like a zoom zoom feeling.. din have much time with her.. just those little little ones.. thou this return was an unplanned trip but the feeling of not seeing her for another 5 months is just so sad.. shes flying tml 715pm.. wanna go send her off but having friendly.. if only i can just MIA for a while.. will i cry? pls don.. don wanna do it infront of so many pple.. so nerves pls ctrl urself.. i will miss u dearly my dear friend.. everyday was a good day since u came back.. thou there was a little bit of change of treatment to other pple but tt is like only a few days thing.. not valid after ure gone.. so pple pls understand..waiting for u to come back in dec.. tt will be a longer stay den this one.. take care when ure back alright.. take care of germy too.. thou she is v hard to take care.. esp when she whines.. but she is cute in all ways.. haa.. will miss u lots here.. big big hug to u.. muackx!! dale will miss chip lots lots de..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*n i m so piss cux i upload bout 2hrs all my pics n cannot show.. roar!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/23052006055.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115382540911527002?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115382540911527002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115382540911527002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115382540911527002'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DEAR SHARON IS BACK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY DEAR SHARON IS BACK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY DEAREST SHARON IS BACK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hee.. so happy la can..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she tried to surprise but fail.. she tried to ask aaron to call me on fri night, the night she came back.. saying his sis got her friend to pass me something den ask me where am i.. but i was at ECP.. after putting down the phone.. den i saw sharon/aaron hse no appearing again n this time dear was on the line.. she tried to con me saying she's in aust.. is the line got problem tts y show her hse no.. n i was like hais.. knew as much.. how can she be back.. but hahah... when she say "bluff u la.. i'm at home now.. just came back today" i was like ?????.. dunno wad to say.. lost for words.. but hehehe.. met her for a while bout 1am.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;came back at the right time.. right time to heal my emotions.. all my fan nao n sorrows.. but this period is all my project submission .. hardly can have 1 full free day to go out.. n she's like fully book already.. she sad i sad but bo bian.. but still i super happy la she's back.. even thou gg back soon but its like better den nothing.. at last i get to see her.. msg her everyday.. n hopefully go out together.. jus both of us.. so long since we did tt.. spending time with each other.. but she's gg to go back soon.. tts like the sadest part man.. n its soon.. so pls.. give me more free time k.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've did nothing but projects... intensive meetings.. did nothign much i feel thru out all meetngs.. having internal conflict.. today give peer evaluation n the 2 free loaders saw how low they got cux they went to peep.. den they so bu shuang n start digging out wad they've done.. but its like not alot.. how to even compare.. thou i feel a bit bad also for giving little.. but they really din do much.. esp 1 of them is sooooo irritating.. even tiff they all don like him.. haa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;things not moving v smoothly for me.. projects are like stressing my brain cells out.. some issues i felt so unfair for.. discuss with some of them n all think e same.. but when will the truth be told? when will the work be seen? when will the glory come in? sigh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;submitted 2 projects today.. 2 more on friday.. meeting everyday till everything is submitted.. so dear.. where to find any time to go out the whole day.. sigh sigh sigh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe one day shld take a leave n run away from EVERYTHING.. projects + .........!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but still &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEBBIE TEO LI MIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is sooooo HAPPY that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHARON TEO LI MIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is BACK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRAISE THE LORD!!~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-13795576.post-115237824432200350</id><published>2006-07-09T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T01:04:04.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00024.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week gone like tt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;projects almost everyday.. 4 big reports to submit next 2 weeks.. n we r so far away.. somebody in my grp is pissing me off big time.. think he v good.. little contribution during meeting den infront teacher say all e model ans.. wad is this? shut ur gap la.. loser!don even give pple chance to ans.. n u don say my frens la.. u're just a piece of?? rag?? wadever u wan la.. dirty fellow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. feeling super moody now la.. dunno y also.. think too tired from the comp this noon.. sun drained all my energy.. now is 12 am.. waiting for 3 am to come den i can watch portugal vs germany.. den sleep 1 hr.. den wake up go beach again.. think i m siao la.. den next day same thing.. tml 3am.. italy vs france.. how long can my body last man.. i wan support france but tt stinky fellow supporting france like siao.. so i think i no choice switch to italy.. but still hoping france will win.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml carol n klang not gg beach.. so left me n bel.. n really only 2 of us.. so lonely like dunno wad donkey... sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my shoulders n arms so burnt cux i nv apply sunblock spf 130.. (gey kiang) i just anyhow spread a bit on my arm den nv even it.. so now one patch super burnt n another patch super white.. super chou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i bought my tommy junior already.. but something wrong with it le.. need to repair it.. nv check properly when i buy.. now got to cycle all e way back to pasir ris to check the wheel..sian ness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n to germy.. flying off on mon le hor.. so fast.. din had chance to spend some quality time with ya before u fly.. but rest assure i will miss u de.. n somemore u gg there to look for dear so i know u will be in good hands but poor dear.. hahhaa.. must take care of urself there le k.. on ur own already.. no more daddy mummy to be there for u to whine to le.. no more ah ma there to cook good food for u also.. no more maid to clean n pack ur stuff.. just urself n of course dear.. so u gotta grow up n be independent for once.. n pls pls wise up k.. don believe in everything tt pple say.. don be so innocent le cux the world is not as nice as wad u thought.. unless u enter a world of holy pple if not its hard..haa.. theres no regrets now on whether shld u go not.. u chose it so just got to make the best out of it yea? love ya always n will miss u lots de..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n dear.. heard some 'bad news' from rong.. sigh i also dunno wad to say.. i surely feel it for u also.. know u're sad n perhaps y i m also.. but u just got to hang on tight.. believe n have e faith to press on.. i know u know wad is best for u.. theres many things e world don understand n look at it from another angle n just keep asking u why.. i don need to ask u why cux i know all e answers to e why.. i also dunno wad to hope for.. nothing but e best for u.. miss u loads here.. loads loads loads..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jer 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hug HUg Dear..&lt;br /&gt;baby CHIP is flying over a few days time..&lt;br /&gt;hug it and think of baby DALE every day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/320/DSC00024.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Baby CHIP n Baby DALE!!&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/13795576-115237824432200350?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115237824432200350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115237824432200350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115237824432200350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115237824432200350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/07/1-week-gone-like-tt.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115185816372860812</id><published>2006-07-02T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T00:36:03.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lotsa things happening these few weeks.. nothing big but just many.. catching almost all the world cup games.. supporting brasil n now they're out.. sigh sadness.. world champion but not in top 4.. the ball really round anything can happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the first meeting with the team last week.. no comments cux i find it no point.. but at least i said wad i wanna say all these while.. many things pointed out were ridiculous.. but some were really worth taking note of.. pple always judge in their own point of view without getting facts right.. without seeing how much effort others r putting in.. well hope everything will start afresh next week on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest played my last game for the VAS open.. was doin scoring half way den ah da come tell me our game next.. haa quickly go get change.. not warm up or prepared at all.. already told everyone i'm gonna lose the game.. anw its 5th or 6th so its no pt.. 6 my no somemore.. haa.. ah da i know ur no is 5 but opps.. hahah.. losing is easier den winning.. haa.. n e sun was buring hot.. real hot.. cant even keep my feet on e ground.. really wanna play faster n end it.. haa.. dunno y play this comp also.. shld have just concentrate on doin scoring only den at least i get my full day pay.. n not half day pay.. so miserable la e half day pay.. met the opponent 3 times.. no xing sian gan.. din get to play with other teams to make my registration fee worth.. haa.. thou i know sure lose.. cux my partner is ah da.. n ah da partner is me.. so will lose.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don call us loser just cux u win..no good.. its just a leisure game for us.. aimed nothing from e start.. no need so serious.. n like i said.. ball is round.. anything can happen..even my brasil is out of world cup(man tt cant be).. esp in an outdoor situation.. n for ur a case a special situation which made everyone comment on it.. haa.. n u haven seen us play.. ok not me.. i got nothing to see.. lousy skills i admit..maybe not tt bad afterall? but my ah da is not bad.. her attitude n cheerfulness n ah da-ness push her skill up another level.. at least i m happy playing with her.. always smiling.. unlike... n she nv fail to show funny actions like  her pek chek ness when she cant spike over.. wahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next 2 weeks gonna be at the beach again.. playng ntuc with bel next week.. haa.. more fun stuff coming up.. i know wun win.. but haha.. for all e fun its worth.. shall see how well can we pei he.. cux we simply mix too much together tt we know wads on each other brain cells.. shall name our team name banana in pyjamas.. den we jus keep banging into each other den will know wad we thinking le.. haa.. n following week got ripcurl.. might or might not be playing.. but not playing also shld be gg to do scoring.. tt wan earn more.. need money for new tommy.. dear ask me name it tom.. wahhaa.. no xing xian gan la.. n anybody wanna sponsor me? few bucks also good.. klang.. come on.. its just 4.50 + 0.40.. don niao sai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp sending 2 teams for open.. everybody is playing.. happy for all.. but is everyone happy? not tt i know of.. esp sorry to my dear friend.. rem eve told me before.. "Rmb.. u cannot pls everyone.. u can nv make everyone happy" haa.. tts how she made it.. making those around her hu appreciates as happy as they can.. wish to do e same but...&lt;br /&gt;open shld be in august.. 1st or 2nd week is my exams n all project submission n presentation.. so nobody shld be as stress as me other den my dear captain.. forever stress.. 24/7.. its part of her life le.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;really hope tt e team will be a better one from wed on.. no more internal n unknown stuff pls cux i cant handle it anymore.. i think for u u think for me.. hen hao.. a better tml i pray O Lord..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. think tts bout it.. kinda long.. n all were type when i'm in a sad mood.. the loss of tommy.. n e loss of seeing brasil in world cup.. apologise for anything said which i think theres none..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--PRESS ON!!--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115183425987937254</id><published>2006-07-02T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T17:57:39.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;TOMMY IS GONE!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOMMY IS GONE!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TOMMY IS GONE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;@#$%@#$%@$%@!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e donkey hu took it sure cycle n fall cux TOMMY don like u!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;argh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW DO I LIVE WITHOUT TOMMY???!?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ROAR !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115130589436216677</id><published>2006-06-26T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T15:11:34.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i m stuck in my sch lab cux lesson cancelled.. 1 hr lesson n i chose to come n miss the morn lect which is 2 hr.. meeting ah da later at 3 haa so not so bad i din come sch for nothing n at least i took my time.. n not like rush here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. some updates.. last thur night i was staying at klang hse.. ooh cux i went over watch soccer.. manage to stay awake till 3 but knock out when it was bout half time.. so i miss all the goals tt brazil made.. den on fri went church with klang.. got some event.. n its at jurong west building.. sit train till boon lay till butt break.. after went for trg at 630.. couldnt set the net cux some donkey stole our screws.. for wad they steal i also dunno but our 4 screws went missing.. the uncles in e office were v nice.. they found some spare screws but were too long n they went to bend it.. goodness.. thanks dude.. but by the time net was done was 830 when trg ends at 9.. haa.. n wong came at 730 or later.. dunno wad to say also.. cant be bothered.. only me n yr 1s went trg... haa.. but was fun n tiring thou.. cux maybe of the little left when we started trg we were like rushing here n there.. haa at least was fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n in the night bout 11 plus.. jean was like excited to make food for us for the next day at beach cux some of us playing game there.. haha she wanted to make fan tuan but our dear vien popo advice her to make bread instead cux its easier n she volunteered to donate some ingredients for the bread.. haha.. so bout 12 me n jean went to buy some stuff from prime mart n den went to vien hse take stuff.. slack abit den wanna go off tt time raining cats n dogs.. super sian den we cant leave but dying to cux was obut 1 plus le.. only manage to leave at 2.. den i pack my beach stuff till 3.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up on sat at 6.. mum woke me up n made breakfast for me with her eyes closed i guess.. so early lei.. haa.. but thanks mum.. muackx.. met bel n vien cux got to do scorer.. we were late but hu cares.. 815 reach lei.. madness.. did scoring till noon.. morn sun was bad.. but did at klang n hoho court so not so bored.. noon time the rest of da gang arrive.. with jean bread of course.. haha.. din had time to entertain them cux of so busy.. noon time i got changed up n getting ready to play le.. haa.. only won 1.. pasir ris the noobs.. haa.. den manage to enter into top 6 out of 8.. haha.. but confirm got 30 bucks.. kinda pathetic but its not bad le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. finish rather late cux of the rain den got to stop.. went to meet klang zhu n yilin at the airport at 10 plus 11.. super tired n dead.. were there till bout 2.. catching up the old days.. dear called n we chatted for a while.. took cab back to klang hse cux staying there.. cab fare was like 14 bucks? haa madness so ex la.. form airport to bedok ONLY!! n klang neighbour commited sucide tt day.. so scary la.. we were like holding each other when walking back to her hse.. freak out when we saw the red paper thing on the wall.. everywhere.. somemore its opposite her hse the neighbour.. when reach her hse she go toilet i went with her.. she go where i follow.. cux the atmosphere was too spooky.. eeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept with her on the bed for a while den i roll down to my mattress le.. haha n i think i snored big time cux i super tired la.. n klang was no better i assume.. n the next day we stil got to wake up at 7.. but bel dad fetched.. reached there it was raining like donkey n cow.. everbody were at the big shelter at the interchange.. was there bout 2 hrs la.. n was the last gang of pple to take the tram to sunset bay.. so smart of us.. haa.. if not got to wait non stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did scorer for a while cux 3 games walk over.. n ah da arrived!! with food.. hahah.. she so gugu.. sitting beside me now den i dunno wad to type.. hahaha.. we waited rather long for our game n played 2 games in total but it felt like 20 games.. so tired la.. n we lost to both of them n they look not good but we still lose.. sian.. haha.. so now dunno wad placing we r la.. but rather bad.. but at least got 15bucks each.. ahah.. next week stll got to play dunno how many.. all the best for seet n ah di.. they win champ got 1000 bucks.. hooray.. seet can clear debts n ah di can treat me 3 meals.. haa tts a deal made..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all was a fun time at the beach with all my friends.. esp ah da(she force me to say tt)hahaha.. s spent quite alot time with klang last week.. haa.. love her to bits man.. haa.. pouring out to each other our happiness is just so nice right.. this friendship gonna go a long way dude.. love ya muacks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ah da my beach partner.. happy tt we played this thing together thou i dunno y u agree to play also.. haha cux u gugu.. cant help it.. haha.. but fun right?? haha n she played quite well(she force me to say tt again!) haha.. but ok la.. better den the previous wan which u cant even move.. haha.. next comp playing with bel.. haha.. my next partner.. guess it will be fun also.. haha.. cux u r insane n so m i.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright off to meet kartini to take money... byebye..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115130589436216677?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115130589436216677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>trg cancelled.. piss off &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BIG TIME&lt;/span&gt;!! after all i do.. msging everyone telling them got trg.. den again to cfm with them bout trg.. n den cancel trg.. wosrt thing is i call her like dunnno how many thousand time n she nv ans.. this is the most irritating part la..cant even cfm anything till the last min..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piss off cux its damn last min.. because of the badminton pple using 6 courts which means half of boys court.. n e boys use our court n we r left with no court.. n khartini still say girls can have friendly outside.. siao.. say frenly so easy ah. play with dogs outside har?!.. she book the outdoor court for us but hu e heck wanna train there.. dunno how to set e place somemore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pple irritated me over some stuff somemore.. almost exploded.. played my guitar non stop.. strum super hard till string wan break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad m i angry over also la.. no trg den no trg lo.. its no big deal..shld be happy instead.. but think again don think its got trg or not.. its the everything tt's not settled driving me nuts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say it before i say it again.. i feel &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FREAKING SILLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; doin all these nonsense.. its really nonsense.. cux nobody cares a hood.. i m like trying to bring everyone towards this place but somehow they r not even walking with me.. not anywhere near.. sorry... i think its my fault.. somehow i made a BIG mistake on e way to this place.. a mistake tt is making myself soooo miserable.. tell me if i m wrong.. i don wanna chuo xia qu.. tell me if i shld not even be doin all these.. tell me if u all don need me.. tell me if i m a dumb ass..a big dumb one.. TELL ME!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;dear!! i seriously need u so much.. my heart is like filled up with tears.. i dunno wad to do for everything tt is happening in my life.. i m LOST!! i got no one to turn to le.. HELP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115088071965022053?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115088071965022053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115088071965022053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115088071965022053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115088071965022053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/06/trg-cancelled.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115087924574320584</id><published>2006-06-21T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T16:40:45.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had sec class gathering on tue.. pretty amazing tt i went.. ate this yucks jap food at east pt.. haa den went off to johan hse.. condo opp changi hospital.. but not bad.. got this mahjong room n pool table which is like so big.. bigger den 9ft smaller den billard table.. played mahjong with them but their style all diff den cannot show my power.. thiers is dunno wad KL style.. nonsense man.. play till 7 plus den go east pt eat again.. den was con back to his hse to watch soccer with them.. me n 3 guys.. so boring la.. den their guys talk almost got me crazy,.. n they r laughing over every thing i say... wanted to cab back lo but midnight already.. super waste money so just cont to stay cux they keep on stay la stay la already so late.. den we watch the 3am soccer together.. faint.. 1 guy left at 12 plus so left me with 2 more guys.. we did everything we could to keep ourself awake.. play all sorts of card games.. talk every single nonsense.. finally 3am come.. yeah.. but i only lasted till half time.. den on n off watching e match after tt.. they were like sleeping le la.. but wasted man englang... 2-2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game ended at 444am.. den so silly to cab back.. so just stayed on lo.. i slept on the big king size bed n e both of them on e floor.. wahahha.. nu wang man.. hahaha.. they complaining non stop.. hahaha.. hu cares.. den once we were on the bed they started talking non stop keep saying cannot sleep suddenly v awake.. all crap.. i was like tired la.. they trying to keep me awake still say lets play mj.. crazy man.. haha.. somehow there was just this moment of silence n everyone went to sleep.. left there bout 9. took cab back still so i think its dumb to stay somehjow haha but had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they keep saying they din expect the wan staying with them till so late wan will be em.. neither did i expect tt.. hahaha... but had a great time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115087924574320584?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115087924574320584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115087924574320584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115087924574320584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115087924574320584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/06/had-sec-class-gathering-on-tue.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115073948780380928</id><published>2006-06-20T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:51:27.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my SWEETIE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;KLANG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUACKX!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115073948780380928?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115073948780380928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115073948780380928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115073948780380928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115073948780380928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-to-my-sweetie-klang.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115056504854099716</id><published>2006-06-18T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T01:24:08.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training camp is cancelled.. =( kinda disappointed thou cux thot it will be a real good chance to bond n havoc as a team.. n a great time with my gang again.. but hais.. well nobody cares.. so i shall not too.. falling too much till i don even know how to pick myself up..worst still when pple r stepping on me.. BB YOU ARE SO SILLY!! if i don think so much think so far think for everyone think i will be happier.. i m suppose to be happy when i do things for pple to be happy but apparently nobody is happy.. tt makes me so sad.. really sad.. i m really hurt for goodness sake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u r here i dont have to pretend to be strong n happy all the time cux i can go crying to u.. n all the nonsense n ridiculous stuff will be gone.. now tt u r not arnd i have to stand by myself.. cry also dunno cry to hu.. so just cant be bothered to..  nv felt so independent before.. at the same time lonely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back now n i will weep to u big time..&lt;br /&gt;1st month without u was terrible&lt;br /&gt;2nd month i tried to get use to it&lt;br /&gt;3rd month i am too busy to think bout anything tts missing&lt;br /&gt;4th month i start to think something is missing&lt;br /&gt;5th month i know how much i miss u n everthing begins from 1st month..&lt;br /&gt;man how long can i last like tt..&lt;br /&gt;wad m i at the 48th month?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115056504854099716?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115056504854099716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115056504854099716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115056504854099716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115056504854099716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/06/training-camp-is-cancelled.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115039749334354184</id><published>2006-06-16T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T02:51:33.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from the world cup match.. eng vs T&amp;T.. haa.. 2-0.. last 10min den score.. all e ah peks downstairs were like cursing n swearing in e earlier 80 min.. cux they all losing money.. haa.. so rowdy man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youth cup ended for us like yest? against PHSA.. haa.. must say we played until like real bad.. more of losing to ourselves.. but somehow we r just happy.. not with our performance of course.. but with the time we spent together.. on e bus to n fro.. den e hang out in my place.. like brings back all e memories.. me playing e guitar n ah da just sing n sing in her own world.. don care how pple laugh.. ahaha ah da until cannot ah da.. forever making us so happy by laughing at her n she found joy in it.. this gang is just amazing.. one big family.. COOL~~ they r so gonna perfect my days in TP.. i really really thank God for them.. without them i wun even be able to hold on in e team for so long.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next mon n tue is e vollayball camp.. really hope everything will turn out well.. little afraid now cux wong is not gg n seet also cant find time.. wun know how to handle man but well i trust in my team my gang tt they will make it nice n nice.. really pray everything will just flow smoothly.. come on everybody.. just bond for this once.. e camp will be a sure nice thing cux i shall come out with lotsa silly nonsense to do.. haa.. like putting flour on ur nose when u r asleep.. n making u eat egg yoke for forfeit.. YUCKS!! pui~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml having project at 12.. think everyone gonna be late again.. den evening either go watch match or go for church bbq.. or both also gg den chill at east coast park after tt.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all e best dear for ur exams.. 2 more!! press on.. miss ya big time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115039749334354184?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115039749334354184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115039749334354184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115039749334354184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115039749334354184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-came-back-from-world-cup-match.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115018168098726092</id><published>2006-06-13T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T14:54:41.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>played against smb yest.. played badly.. nobody played well at all only tiff.. so proud of her la.. only she playing well for the last 2 games.. **pat pat on ur shoulders dude** so cool la.. haa.. n for the rest of us. haa.. dunno wad to say also.. nothing went right.. i couldnt feel the ball at all like dun even know where to stand when to move. just stood there.. all of us did just tt.. haa.. madness la.. well at least we din play well together.. still kinda united yea? haha..&lt;br /&gt;its the process ba tts more impt.. really had lotsa fun at this competition.. playing with all shs pple.. like re-unite man.. 2nd round grping was just really bad.. cux the 1st round was too easy.. not we want it this way also.. but some pple just chose it this way.. n now focuslink gets in if they win PHS.. eeee.. how smelly can this get? they so lan.. but haa.. shs nv fails to meet phs in e 2nd round... never fails!! hahah.. all thanks to?? but its ok.. PHSA also our pple so hai hao.. better den KA or focuslink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml one last game with PHSA.. not playing but really feel like finishing this whole comp together with them nicely n whole-ly.. y not playing? cux i sprain tt ankle of mine.. AFTER the game yest.. sian la.. i was running n hopping outside the toilet yest after game cux the bus come le so i wan go toilet find TIFF BEL N VIEN(THE CULPRITS OF MY INJURY!!) den nv see the mini drain along the side den step into it den OUCH!!!!!!! den somemore got 2 anderson kias.. so pai seh la.. argh.. now its swallon.. applying n icing lots of things.. hopefully by tml it will be less pain den can at least play finish the game once n for all n rest at home for as long as it takes to recover.. really wanna play with my dear gang one last time together as in like really 6 of us.. don even know next yr can play anymore.. cux of some sickening conners.. hu con away my ah da n ah tiff.. bluffing them to play for singapore.. don crap with them la.. think they innocent ?? haa.. they r anw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night had a LOOOOOOOOOOONG night.. hahaha.. bel was drunk!! i was red.. ahahha.. so cool.. we were mad.. got home like 3 plus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB PRAYS HARD FOR IT TO HEAL BY TML!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115018168098726092?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115018168098726092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115018168098726092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115018168098726092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115018168098726092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/06/played-against-smb-yest.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-115003170086242970</id><published>2006-06-11T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T21:15:00.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a great day today with da TP team today.. morn 745am took a bus from sch go xinmin for part 2 of our invitational cup.. played against KA CSC n KA CC.. ok hate to say this but we lost to KA CSC.. or wad seet say.. we din lose.. we gave it to them.. hahahah.. for wadever reason la.. played 3 sets.. 15-13.. sigh.. haa.. most of us cant perform.. xt was like still drunk.. haha.. slept at 6am can.. haa.. n all e little ones just cant perform.. last night we overnighted at vien hse.. from 2am i say go sleep.. den we fight until 330 den sleep.. stupid vien nothing to do keep squeezing with me n tiff when obviously theres no space n nobody dares to roll over to eve bed.. haha.. cux vien say theres an unseen boundary.. hahahah.. had popeye with de gang yest.. for once afer so long we had a meal together.. yeh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i felt tt the morn games built up our bonding up another level.. its always like tt.. after something bad happen like we lost.. we will or rather our captain will be like telling n screwing into us all our mistakes tt we made bla bla bla.. i must say tt this captain of mine is just so good la.. haa.. we love u, u love us.. we r one big happy family alright.. hahahah.. n i told de gang must appreciate this 'nice' person.. so u better love us more.. u r rare n so r we.. =) hugs hugs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we cab down after tt 2 games to hougang sports hall for our youth cup game with singapore schs.. we tot everything will be alright.. we were like repeating every stuff tt captain say bout us den make sure we will not do it again in e court.. haa.. 1st set we were v unstable man.. almost lost it if i din rmb wrongly.. but BB just wanna praise da whole team for holding on so well n tight thou we were like shag n drain out from prvious games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone performed very well.. all e unexpected wans did superb.. tiff if u see this.. i just wanna say u rock today man.. everyball u spike over.. like really bao wo n i guess tt saved us..i mean its like to others it will be like ah it shld be expected.. haa.. nonono.. we know u.. n i must say u did very very well.. being so tall n almighty there.. love ya to bits.. n vien.. all ur cunning acts.. goodness.. i don even know when u doing it la.. cant even read my player mind.. too expression-less le la.. hahaah.. but it was all good.. so good..must be the fight we had last night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; haha..tml against smb.. 630pm.. dunno wad to expect but haa.. just play our best.. play for God..&lt;br /&gt;n as for today i just wanna thank God for e team spirit tt was built n the victory.. n all the things tt we were protected against.. haa.. n i pray for tml!! AMEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love de team n my captain=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i miss my dear.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-115003170086242970?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/115003170086242970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=115003170086242970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115003170086242970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/115003170086242970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/06/had-great-day-today-with-da-tp-team.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114983537379876565</id><published>2006-06-09T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T14:42:53.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been long since i've posted.. too busy with my mid sem man.. haa n now finally i m down to one paper.. tml saturday.. LAW!! haven start studying yet.. not plaaning to do it so soon.. need a break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some updates..&lt;br /&gt;last sun..4/6&lt;br /&gt;played some invitational cup thingy at xinmin.. won 2 teams.. 2 more n we r the champ.. tt is if we win the next 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt rush down in a cab to church for my captains ball finals.. haa it aint a small thing man..wwas kinda a big event.. haa.. n everyone is like cheering for u n the sch tt u r representing. haha.. was a knock out round.. we won tt round n enter into semis.. n because of some rough plays by the girls in e semis.. we lost by a ball.. not finding excuses to y we lost.. but they r like so rough.. they r from jc cluster.. n they were like grabbing me n over shadowing me when e ball was in my hands.. 3 of them surrounding me n i was stuck beneath.. i was like using all my strength to get out of it  my face was liek totally piss but i cant do anything cux its at church.. haha.. must control..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fought for 3rd n 4th n we won.. won 100 bucks marshe voucher.. split among 8 pple.. hahah.. better den nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had mid sem from mon to sat.. studying after studying after studying.. all my notes i already swallow in man.. n manage to vomit most of it out.. haa.. simply saying my ans shld be corect if nothing goes wrong.. 1st paper i finish at 918 pm.. started at 9.. haa.. i got shock man... check n check make sure nv leave out anything.. left e room at 930..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied from mon to wed at the library with my gang.. nothing but fun.. hahah.. laughing non stop but still manage to study.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs 8/6&lt;br /&gt;had no paper but went to sch to find khartini.. went with seet.. xiang was suppose to be there too but apparently she wasnt so only left me n e blur seet.. she is a big dodo bird.. dunno sch got cheers.. dunno tt library can print.. dunno wads a one stop svc center.. my gosh in her 3rd yr somemore... she know nuts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was con by her to go with her to do her field trip.. she said its bonding.. wad e crap?! bonding with 1 team mate.. 2 plus xt,.. haha.. well they said its the committee bonding.. wadever way to spell tt c word..&lt;br /&gt;took 8 to tpy cux there den got bus go e dunno wad place.. ate there n waited for xt to come.. seet went to see doc to get mc for her swallon disgusting eyes.. haha.. n she manage to con the gay doc 2 days mc.. but 33 bucks.. ahha..n she was given capsule to swallow.. wahahha.. this big donkey cant even eat capsule.. how to afford to be sick.. haha.. me n xt were like teaching her the how to eat it fast n clean but she just cant.. made the both of us laughed non stop.. her stupid capsule just kept floating arnd her mouth n not gg down even after she consume like her whole bottle of water.. went a couple of places n ended up in town.. how can i be in town during my mid sem period.. haha.. all their fault.. it was for bonding! they said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went borders n orchard library which i din know theres one.. hahah.. was like making a fool out of myself over the unknown stuff.. n stupid seet kept laughing at me cux i laughed at her for not knowing her sch..&lt;br /&gt;went back bout 730.. took 518 n only reached home at 915.. jam till like dunno wad cux got accident.. sit till my bum melted with the seat beacsue of seet.. wow. rhymes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah but all in all it was a fun day out with them.. great bonding eh?! had lotsa fun laughing at them pointing at a mac tt moves when they move.. right dudes?? haha..&lt;br /&gt;n seet.. aint u glad to be in this team where everyone loves everyone.. n after wad we've chatted on e bus..&lt;br /&gt;so u better start loving us more n clear some of ur blurness..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114983537379876565?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114983537379876565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114983537379876565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114983537379876565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114983537379876565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/06/been-long-since-ive-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114927424121885485</id><published>2006-06-03T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T02:50:41.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seem to have so many things to say.. feeling lotsa emotions now.. haa.. but shall not kill everyone with all e details.. i will go kill dear.. bomb her with 10 mails.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. heres my day.. after yest long night.. n i still can study till 2..&lt;br /&gt;tutorial at 9.. was my not bad looking tutor lesson.. but i was stoning all e way.. normally i will give all e ans.. saying ridiculous stuff.. but today i was like in a daze.. den he buay tahan den ask me.. "debbie r u ok? r u sick? u haven talk since e start of lesson.. wad happen to u?" ahahah den i just laugh a bit den cont stoning.. 30 min later.. i was still in silence.. den he cannot take it.. "debbie.. i think theres seriously something wrong with u, r u having sorethroat? y aint u talking?"hahaha.. den he give me e sissy feeling kind.. den he ask those qns.. haha.. laughing inside cux no energy to lol.. den he just give up asking me by saying "debbie is not a morning person i realise" hahaha.. how interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch ended at 1.. ate with tiff n ah da till 2.. den go library study alone till 4.. tiff con me say she studying tts y i go.. in e end?!?!b4 tt i still went take something den park bike at home den go sch again man.. haa.. nvm.. forgiven.. studying alone is good.. left at 4 go take my new specs. feeling giddy wearing it man.. makes my world spin non stop.. den at 5 went hospital visit my grandma.. her rib got a crack or something.. spent some time with her till 6.. cux need to leave for church.. bout 6 like tt she ask me can  stay a little longer to pei her.. help her with her dinner n stuff.. my heart sank.. den i watch her eat her dinner.. help her clear up.. she was telling me how bored she was.. sitting there whole day.. n if no one visit den it will be ultimate boredness kind.. den she talking to me bout my future n stuff.. sigh..left at 615.. when bid farewell tt time she was like trying to grab my hand as i was walking out.. like so bu she de kinda feeling.. but i really bu she de her.. my eyes were like watery when i walking to e lift.. my heart hurts when i see her in pain, suffering, alone.. hai.. next week she discharge.. thinking of gg over but exams.. maybe i go there study den can help her when she needs to bathe, go toilet, eat,sleep.. but hai.. i where got time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for emerge conference.. boy oh boy.. its like awesome n fantastic marvellous n fantabulous.. dunno how to say.. but was just splendid.. guess who e church invite? kelly poon, jun yang n taufik can?!?! me n my leader were like "r we in church??" there was some embarrasement esp for kelly.. haha.. purpose of asking them come i also dunno.. but cux its youth conference.. den got them here to sing n share how they chase their dream.. e pple were like gg crazy la.. screaming n yelling.. hahah.. den got this miss taiwan(1999) hu came also.. now an actress.. CEO of a dunno wad company.. some apparel stuff.. branches all over china n taiwan.. den her bf singer.. den when she say e name i tot it will be some unknown.. den she say LIU GEN HONG!! everybody were like woah!! must be woahing at his muscles.. hahaa.. not tt he is v well known but not bad le lei.. den he goin to sing for the taiwan emerge conference at taiwan.. jay chou will be there too to sing.. everybody literally went crazy when jay chou name was heard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok e good thing is not on e superstars.. but on e service.. it was really good.. singing songs tt time i just kept crying.. i really poured out everything to God.. my studies(tt i haven started), vball n my heart.. really just pour out.. was worried for my studies but now feel very relax le.. finish studying my mon paper.. haha but e rest gona die but better den nothing.. n volleyball.. seem so fine.. but aint fine for me.. try being hu i am in e team.. sometimes feel kinda silly y i go do such stuff.. but if i don hu will..really.. nobody ever bothers.. it became so much of a natural thing to some.. like wad e heck..&lt;br /&gt;last night was feeling super terrible.. just felt tt nobody knows nobody sees nobody cares.. nobody knows wad is e scene like behind e front side..(eve.. i really pei fu u to be able to handle all e stuff last time.. with a great smile somemore! haa.. thanks dude.. now i know its hard.. muacks)&lt;br /&gt;but time n time again i got hurt.. things tt were said, actions tt were done.. tell no one here cux i felt it wasnt necessary.. but sometimes when things r stored too long u will just burst.. ok.. tts wad i m doin now..&lt;br /&gt;always waiting for time to close up e wound.. it works somehow sometimes.. e wound is closed but it aint clean.. when it opens up again, it will be worst den e previous time.. this is a rountine i feel each time.. like wad e heck again.. i seriously don deserve all these.. as in seriously.. but it all sums up to a word.. SERVANTHOOD.. visions r amazing things, vision from God is no joke.. i did wad i was suppose to do.. wad i was asked to do.. i did all these so tt at e end of my life journey i can ans to God what i've done for the pple here.. at least something worth looking at..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after e conference i really feel much much better.. cux i know.. pple dunno but God knows every single feeling of mine.. Man fails u but God doesnt.. like woohoo.. hopefully tt keeps me gg on.. wanna go back tml n sun for more of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i can say.. i really love the team.. don care they love me not.. don care they appreciate not.. but i will do my best to serve e pple there.. every single one.. anything great happen to this team don thank me man.. thank God.. cux He planned all these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most importantly don hurt me again..&lt;/strong&gt; if not e routine will begin n e fire will just cease someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo.. another one in a billion spiritual post from me.. haa.. seldom have so much emos man.. but i just need you to know this.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114927424121885485?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114927424121885485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114927424121885485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114927424121885485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114927424121885485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-seem-to-have-so-many-things-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114908827075321793</id><published>2006-05-31T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T23:11:18.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear ah.. starting to miss u again.. we may be on e phone chatting every week but just miss u being here with me.. i dont want to get used to life with u not being here with me cux it aint nice n it cant be done.. my goodnight msges aint heading anywhere..  my sorrows n happiness used to be poured out 24/7 but now it cant be done.. sigh.. wish tt u can come back soon.. like real soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid term is like next week?!? totally no time..&lt;br /&gt;thur.. game with AMK 7pm&lt;br /&gt;fri.. end sch 1.. go church for youth emerge conference from 7-1030 pm&lt;br /&gt;sat.. go church from 1.. end 830pm&lt;br /&gt;sun.. 9am-130 aljunied-hougang invitational cup&lt;br /&gt;           130-330 captains ball finals at church (champ team $500 food voucher.. woohoo)&lt;br /&gt;           5-830 church&lt;br /&gt;           go home sleep&lt;br /&gt;mon to sat mid term test.. all 9-10am.. sian.. how to study like tt..&lt;br /&gt;mon stil got game with CHIJ at 745pm.. n next day got the most impt paper.. most things to memorise kind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i like DOOM?!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week did this SPSS class test..&lt;br /&gt;n guess wad??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I GOT an A!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time in my poly life i heard myself getting an A!! haa.. truly amazing.. thou its like majority got A and these kind either A or F(minority) n i always will go into e minority kind.. but nonono.. not anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am a changed person!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;i will score well for exams this time round thou i got NO TIME to study.. but ahhaha.. i found the mi fang to score well.. n tt is don study too hard.. cux u will get opposite result.. just abit here n there can rmb more instead.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;n i hope i will improve my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.5 GPA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. opps.. is tt like low until cannot low.. tts y i say sure go up.. at least 1.51? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahah.. **pat on my shoulders**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114908827075321793?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114908827075321793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114908827075321793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114908827075321793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114908827075321793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/05/dear-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114883982698122335</id><published>2006-05-29T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T02:10:26.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>realise i m blogging like once a week?! haa.. i still can see other people blogs n think y this fellow so long nv blog.. haa.. one week just zoom zoom zip zip zap zap away like tt? how can it be..fast till i cant rmb wad i do other den gg sch, den home, trg den home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had trg on fri w/o seet n xt.. haa.. feels like how issit gonna be for next yr when they r gone.. but was a good time for the youngsters to bond.. had fun with the newbies and gang.. went mac for dinner with gang.. klang dave n ai was there too for supper.. haa.. weekly hang out day man.. without fail we sure meet every fri.. hhaha.. but tt day wan was short cux someone was drunk.. klang went my hse to stay den e next day go shs trg.. youth cup team trg.. hmm.. was not too bad.. but v tired already.. had trg on fri den slept so late.. woke up so early.. den still got church on sat noon.. really cant keep awake man.. after church eat den go home den zzz le.. woo.. was a good night rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early this morning for cell grp at 10am.. left bout 1130 am for game.. game was delayed badly.. when we reached there boys still playing n we r e 4th game of e girls game.. feels good playing once again with the gang.. its like shs days..praying b4 game.. with wong on e bench etc.. won our first game.. not bad considering we nv played together for so long.. eileen sick until v sick.. went into A&amp;E.. think she fainted in e morn or something.. din come for our game.. God bless my team mate=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all i wanna thank God for the victory.. ah da n vien were lik nervous b4 game which got me worried.. haa.. but thank God they were v calm when e game started.. tiff was so irritated with the small shirt esp the short sleeve.. i was so irritated with the big shirt esp e long sleeve.. haa.. but thank God din affect much during game.. Thank God that we all played well with no injuries other den my lousy back ache.. but seems like its gone now..&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY~~&lt;br /&gt;thank God for everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired now.. just finished one assignment to be handed in tml.. one more to go by thur.. super tired when got to think n think n think.. next week exams.. but so no time to study.. got matches, got assignments to be submitted.. got church emerge conference which take up from fri to sun.. haa.. but on e other hand like nothing much to study.. i think i can just crap my way thru.. hopefully is less on theory.. more on thinking.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. to be updated when i have e time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114883982698122335?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114883982698122335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114883982698122335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114883982698122335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114883982698122335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/05/realise-i-m-blogging-like-once-week.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114824019293277437</id><published>2006-05-22T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T03:36:32.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fri: lect was cancelled when i was out of hse.. before i climb e bridge saw my fren walking down n she said cancelled.. wah.. seh man.. thou my hse is near but tts not e pt.. matter of fact i woke up early n bathe n prepare go sch den like tt.. haa.. alright.. cant imagine those hu come from AMK or TPY or all e tuas area places n den realise lect cancel.. haa.. think they will just burn down e sch.. wahahah.. had trg or rather some weird friendly.. opponent only got weirong guili n bel.. haha.. but was fun.. 1st 2 sets played super badly.. think both under 15.. all of us were practically sleeping i think.. not really functioning.. after we woke up.. woah.. we won e rest of e sets.. had dinner at techno.. den dear called n she spoke to weirong.. when its like my call?? ahha.. but i got her to call me back when i was done with dinner.. den went ECP mc cafe with david n chew ai agian.. almost wanted to go to e jetty but phew.. i strongly objected.. but still got home like 330am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat: woke up early morn go shs for youth cup trg.. not so bad but heard some unpleasant stuff which we could not be bothered to clear nor explain or argue e "thoughts".. anw train a while den played with the B girls.. we wanted to show them wad is team spirit.. they r just crap.. thinking tt they r so good n stuff.. n hey.. to get team spirit u don need to play more friendly games..it starts from within.. get it into ur brains.. don go on e wrong path if not answer e consequences urself.. nobody to blame.. went swensen for lunch with gang den went vien hse to slack.. wanted to go beach but they dont wan so its off.. evening time went home den prepare go cell grp.. after tt went to meet rong n bel to havoc.. like wad havoc is tt? haha.. totally no where to go.. no transport to go anywhere either.. only ate at 7-11 n mac.. den gossip a little.. stayed at interchange mac till bout 3plus.. den we felt tt since its near 4 might as well just wait till breakfast time.. but they don wan tt mac anymore so decided to walk to e wan near my place to have bf.. haha.. i was dead tired already.. eyes couldnt open brain wasnt functioning.. not even listening to wad they were saying.. ate hotcakes but was plain..cant taste anything.. hahah den after eating it just felt like i've accomplish something big n i can finally take a rest so i slept there.. walked home with rong with my eyes closed.. woah.. such good sense of direction i have *pat on my shoulder*.. hahah.. n sombody refuse to wait for a few mins for 6am to avoid midnight charge n ended up paying so much for cab fare.. wahaha.. but it was really a fun havoc.. just to fulfil ur dream of being a pai kia for a night.. but don be pai kia so often k.. bad for my health.. suffering loss of sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday is e day i go church.. woke up late.. so took cab there.. was like dozing off man.. my left n right also dozing off man.. haha not tt it was boring.. but it was pretty chim cux its something bout da vinci code.. something bout y pple ask e christians to ban it but he din agree.. was really a nice msg but too bad my brain just cant absorb much today.. svc ended bout 2 den slack at si hse den go back bout 4 for photoshoot.. its for the captains ball finals my team got into n e photos were for in case we become e champ.. wahaha.. theres like 11 teams in e finals.. n winning it is no joke.. kinda a big thing in church.. wonder wad will e prizes be.. hope its cash.. but doubt so cux they say its sports stuff vouchers.. haa ok la better den nothing.. next 2 weeks busy like dunno wad bumblebee.. sun start of youth cup 1st game.. 3 games in total for 1st round..but fixture not bad cux i somewhat arrange with wong..asked him to avoid our exams as much as possible.. haa.. den some competition held by aljunied hougang csc on e 4th june.. e day of my finals for captains ball too.. 5th june start mid sem.. 1-4th june emerge youth conference in church.. no time to study at all for e few days b4 e papers.. got to start like now? which is so hard n impossible.. 2 assignment due on 2 june.. aiyo.. busy like e bumblebee in e beehive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n for now its 3 am n i m sooo tired already.. slept less den 4hours every night.. tt may seem alot to some but its seriously too little cux a kid like me need 8 hours of sleep daily.. 8 cups of water daily.. n visit the toilet 8 times.. alright.. its all crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this song tt person sing.. wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;goodnight BB.. rest well ah.. tml wake up at 10am.. now 330am.. 10am minus 330am = 630am.. woah.. not 8hr but near.. good try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOODNIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114824019293277437?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114824019293277437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114824019293277437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114824019293277437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114824019293277437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/05/fri-lect-was-cancelled-when-i-was-out.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114796480822547568</id><published>2006-05-18T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T23:06:48.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo.. today seem to be a long day.. watch soccer last night.. arsenal vs barcelona.. like heh like tt... haha.. watch till 430am cannot tahan den zzz.. woke up kinda late.. bout 830.. den rush go bathe den go sch.. met some teammies pass them loa form den went class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was tt bala lesson.. last week he was mad.. this week he's under my ctrl.. wahha.. he's like giving me so much attention can.. he keep thinking i got lotsa qns to ask so he kept on"yes debbie?? yes debbie??" haa.. den i was like nothing nothing.. was like super high in his lesson.. so when i m high hahah hu can take it.. not even bala.. haha.. n i finally met my challenger.. aaron from my class.. hes like same as me la.. talking nonsense non stop.. my frens say we r like mirror.. he say something i shoot back kinda thing.. haha.. n today my grp present sooo well.. bala was like praising non stop.. wahaha.. so i pretended to be participative to give my grp a better image.. wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his lesson was 9-11am.. den after tt met bel.. den go shs trg.. i think i must be mad to do tt.. cux reached there 1115 n they end 1230.. n sir was mad!! he's like scolding non stop.. one drill do soo long.. don even think its effective on them la.. kao.. waste time sia.. only pepper a little with bel den go eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok e eating part.. ate at KFC opp TP.. the service was like HORRID!! heres e story.. this malay lady was taking my orders.. den i said i wan drum n breast only.. crispy.. den she say don have breast only all wings n drum.. den i was like huh.. so i ask can i wait? she was like NO?!? cux she say chickens there v limited.. they don fry it so often.. i was like huh?!? wad crap man.. den i said ok.. give me original den.. den before i can start on my chicken the new batch of crispy chickens were out la.. i was like what the??? so i don care brought there n requested for a change for my original piece.. den she was like "sorry.. chickens served out cannot be exchanged.. " this time the manager saw n shes a malay too.. she was kind initially n told her worker something like its ok..bla bla bla.. den e manager went to changed it for me n she came back with 2 breast 1 crispy 1 original.. i was like eh.. "i dont wan e original i wan crispy" den she was like explaining to me by right food served out r not to be exchanged.. den i(kinda unhappy tone trying to intimidate her) " BUT JUST NOW I ASK HER CAN I WAIT FOR THE CHICKENS INSTEAD N SHE SAID NO CUX THEY WILL NOT BE FRIED TT SOON" n i gave her some hand sign like look wads there.. the freshly fried chickens.. she was like ok so she went to change n this time she returned with 1 original drum n crispy breast.. i was like "EXCUSE ME!! I WAN &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BOTH &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CRISPY" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;can anybody tell wads wrong over here?? r my instructions not clear or they just don understand wad i want!! crap la.. poor poor svc.. esp now after i m in marketing, every thing seem to be from a diff pt of view.. u don even have e patience to satisfy my need, no right to even be in this market man.. don u know tt a dis-satisfied customer will tell 7 out of 10 pple.. n a satisfied customer will just keep quiet.. see the power of a CUSTOMER?!?! n look how many pple is reading this? haa.. everyone take note.. e KFC opp TP provides poor svc.. haa.. ok other den the other lady hu served bel n e nice cleaner.. other den tt.. u're lousy at satisfying e need of a consumer.. BLEAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;alright after tt service i received.. went home bathe n go sch again.. went to take e sch bus to the beach volley clinic thing.. oh my e clinic was like playing beach la.. i thought is sit there listen n just play a little.. how i know is they teach n den play on e spot.. most of us were like super not prepared. i was wearing miz pants.. soo hot.. but had fun man with my new teammies.. hahah.. n e swiss guys r tall huge n handsome handsome handsome.. haha.. esp one.. whoohooo.. at least they made e trip worth.. e whole clinic only got e 10 TP-ains.. haa.. so it was like our trg kinda thng.. haha.. if we rejected n not go cant imagine wad will happen sia.. haha.. e thing was 4-6.. n our bus uncle can only come at 740.. wah seh.. in e end after we washed up n stuff me bel n ah da took e tram to n fro in siloso beach.. haa.. 4 times in total.. 8 times up n down.. took from 630 to 730.. haha.. we were making whole lot of noise behind.. n we saw some popular GAYS!! haa not sure issit them but i guess so.. ah da say so.. so i was like shouting "hu's tt GAY over there?? hahaha.. with some of my stupid slang.. freaking funny.. demo to u all next time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e tram uncle was extremely friendly.. hahah.. everytime reach one end of the stop he will walked all e way to e back n chat with us.. 1st time he came i was like yoyoyo with him n using all my crappy slang.. haha.. n he was asking wad country m i from?? haha.. oh my i don have e typical singaporean look?? wahah.. he thot i was some kind of ABC or wad.. wahah.. we took photos non stop.. some he took for us n some he took with us.. super on uncle man.. hes like grandpa age can.. wahahha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;e pics he took for us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/320/DSC00230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/320/DSC00231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;e pic he took WITH us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/320/DSC00251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;guess where him?? hahaha yeah.. e 4 fingers behind us.. hahah.. cute right..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;some pics we took on our 1hr tram ride..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00227.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00246.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00232.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00232.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uploading pics r so tiring.. more at bel's phone.. next time when i happier den i upload it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml trg or friendly.. sat morn trg at shs.. woohoo.. soo cool.. i love trgs.. i must be mad.. haha.. n hope this sat the whole gang can go beach together.. come on peeps.. fulfil me n bel's dream.. wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n before we depart with xiang i ask her wan give me a kiss? haa.. n she ran over to me n give me a big kiss on my lips.. i was like help!! wahaha.. n its a real big one.. she's mad, i'm mad.. no wonder we're w team.. all e mad pple.. whee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had a nice day!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114796480822547568?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114796480822547568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114796480822547568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114796480822547568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114796480822547568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/05/whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114788148782082172</id><published>2006-05-17T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:58:07.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pai sei pai sei~~</title><content type='html'>forgot to share with u all my embarrassing moment on e bus yest.. was travelling from ikea to dhoby ghaut on bus.. den i thot journey was long so i slept.. took out my slippers also to air my leg.. den when we reached i was like just woke up.. den i was helping my fren press e not working bell.. den delay my time in wearing my hard-to-wear slippers.. den it was double deck so all my frens quickly go down while i was still trying to put my leg below the strap, e next moment i look up they r all gone, already downstairs n my leg aint in tt slipper yet.. i only manage to wear one side so i held e other wan n ran down.. goodness.. i was sitting upstairs e behind somemore.. had no time to look at pple's stunning reaction.. haha den i gg down e stairs tt time e door closing.. so i quckly press e bel n jump out of tt bus.. so practically everyone saw me holding my one slipper on my hand n running bare footed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahah... so pai seh man.. but still acted cool when i got down e bus.. thank goodness the bus stop nobody if not even worse..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114788148782082172?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114788148782082172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114788148782082172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114788148782082172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114788148782082172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/05/pai-sei-pai-sei.html' title='pai sei pai sei~~'/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114779019145839076</id><published>2006-05-16T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:36:31.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i actually went out with my classmates today.. ooh.. pretty amazing.. but kinda no choice cux is some project outing.. n it was to IKEA.. hahaha.. was super tired cux was at bel place last night den this morn wake up den quickly chiong home bathe n go out meet them at 1130.. n some of them r late.. 3 of us reached earlier so we walked arnd in IKEA first.. so com-fy so home-ly so cosy.. e bed just kept calling out to me.. haha.. so many innovative stuff man.. but we dun even know our purpose for gg there.. my fren wanted it as a grp outing.. but we saw the whole class at IKEA also.. haa.. all doin e project.. they walk arnd they got so mnay things to write so many qns to ask.. but we? thinking shld buy this or that.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat at their famous restaurant tt pple always talk about.. e daily special was GOOD!! e serving was huge.. e chicken was  crispy n big n nice.. was telling them if my team-mates were here they will be so satisfied with it cux its BIG SERVING n CHEAP... hahah.. n i took a bite of their famous meatball.. goodness me.. the beef taste was sooo strong.. yucks.. nobody ate it too cux its nt tt nice.. n i paid 1buck for half a meatball.. had fun with them today walking arnd aimlessly.. they were only concerned which vase n flowers to buy for accrued mother's day gift..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i just realised i got alot assignments due soon.. n i started on none.. my notes r like still everywhere.. haven organised yet.. shall go do it later.. gonna be soo busy for e next few weeks.. busy with all my assignments.. aiyo.. but i like it.. tt is den a poly student.. wahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114779019145839076?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114779019145839076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114779019145839076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114779019145839076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114779019145839076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-actually-went-out-with-my-classmates.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114759485391635573</id><published>2006-05-14T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T16:27:28.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;EXCITING NIGHT TO THE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JETTY&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy oh boy.. i m never gonna mention the word &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JETTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;ever again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;after svc last night.. we went airport for dinner.. POPEYE!! tt is much nicer den KFC man.. reached there bout 9pm n e place was OVER-FLOODED.. as in really overflow kind.. e queue was like longer den e MRT train.. we finally started eating at 10pm!! tts like 1 hr of waiting time.. n den popeye is famous for its fries n wad we got? some NTUC fries.. just those v normal kind u get at mac,bk,kfc.. cux they run out of e fantabulous fries so they went NTUC buy tt nonsense looking fries for e customer.. how dare they charge same px.. morons.. n e chicken chao da.. den e inside not cook.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ok nvm.. after tt chew ai had a wonderful idea.. she suggested gg mac for her mcflurry.. even thou we were soo full but we decided to go cux its like a very routine thing for me, chew ai, klang n david.. haha.. so klang went back get car den we go east coast park mac.. we were like dozing off after we ate wad we wanted so david suggested "LETS GO TO THE &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JETTY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;N SEE PPLE FISH!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as innocent n dumb we can be, we followed.. we thought its like walking distance.. MY FOOT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;have u walked a walking distant for 1h30min?!?!! so stupid k.. stupid david kept saying reaching reaching.. we started walking at 130am.. at 230 he said reaching reaching.. look at most far away lamp post u can see n tts e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JETTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pui~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i've walked wad i need to walk for e year.. n laugh wad i need to laugh forever.. there's this cat couple mating infront of us can.. its like openly showing us.. the male was over e female n shaking n dancing.. wahahhaa.. i tried videoing it but too dark cant see.. wad a pity.. but i stopped there for so long to see.. wooo.. hahah.. e female was like screaming crying struggling.. but e male was like enjoying.. n got another male cat staring from afar.. goodness.. taking turns to rape tt poor chap.. EAST COAST PARK cats r so open-minded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;den we cont walking, sing song, explain to them e story of a blister.. no matter how much i crap.. how much i talk we never ever reach or even smell e &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;JETTY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. so we decided to mark e end of our "awesome" night at this lamp post.. we were really sad not to cont cux we walked so far n we r suppose to reach soon but it was really tiring.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so at 3am we gave up our big dream..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00173.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00172.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/320/DSC00172.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;KLANG AND ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/320/DSC00173.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DAVID AND CHEW AI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we totally got no energy on our way back man.. n we ended doin silly stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00174.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/320/DSC00174.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;chew ai busy taking pics of the moon?? e sky? e air?? i also dunno.. klang was like taking a rest.. dunno wad david doin also.. he's trying to look retarded telling klang his grandpa story.. haa..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on our way back we saw this tombstone looking thing beside the lamp post.. hahah y issit there.. cux e person tried to walk to e &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JETTY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;too.. but did not even have a chance to turn back n died there.. wahahah.. n so so so mnay bicycles went pass us as we walked n we were like gg crazy.. i love tommy(my bike) so much now.. i realise the importance of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;N finally we reached back where we started at 430am!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we walked for 3 hrs!! no joke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;chew ai swear tt she is nv gonna ask for mcflurry ever again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mention e word &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;JETTY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to me?? i will just punch right into ur face!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but still i must say tt was a v memorable night.. but once is enough.. no more next time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;n this is wad ive got after a looong n tiring night!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114759485391635573?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114759485391635573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114759485391635573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114759485391635573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114759485391635573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/05/exciting-night-to-jetty-boy-oh-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114744602094739713</id><published>2006-05-12T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:00:25.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.. i guess good day always follow after a bad day..&lt;br /&gt;feeling gooder now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night went over seet hse to stay.. went like super late cuz bel just wanna get out of her hse so just go with her to seet hse even when we know tt her hse got NOTHING!! no games no entertainment no beds.. hahaha.. 3 of us slept on one normal size mattress.. i took a few hours to put myself to sleep cuz i cant find a comfortable position to sleep.. initially we were talking.. bout all e scary stuff.. had goosebumps all over.. haa.. den bel hungry so went out buy food come.. come back she eat one mouth den she go sleep already.. wad a pig.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno wad me n seet doin but somehow we were still awake at 5am.. bel was trying hard not to snore but it din succeed at e end.. it was horrid!! haha ok not as bad as last time.. seet was suppose to wake up at 7 for her trg.. at 7am her alarm rang n i got a shock can?!?! it goes like tt.."&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!&lt;/span&gt;" (X 100 times).. it was freaking loud n irritating.. it went on n on for 5 min cux i totally cant be bothered to respond, bel too heard it but just tried our best to do selective hearing.. n tt seet din even hear anything la.. she's deaf like dunno wad.. after like 5 min when i cant stand it i was like whacking seet to wake up n go shut tt bloody thing up.. hahahha.. its actually zoe voice la recorded in e phone.. goodness.. it just went on n on cuz it was on snooze.. fainted can.. n from 7am it went on till 830am with the WAKE UP WAKE UP!! just feel like taking her phone n throw it down e window man.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left her place bout 11.. went home bathe den went out meet tiff they all.. we went orchard buy slippers.. couldnt get the one i like cux no size.. so sad man.. so no choice bought e next best alternative..was choosing between e one tt i bought and another which only got 2 colours.. red n base n sole all white.. but tiff they all say this wan nicer so i bought lo.. still trying to like it.. haa.. its so hard to buy cux must perfectly fit ur leg.. n e colour n stuff so limited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is e one which i bought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/320/DSC00168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice? still trying to like it man.. haha.. ah da bought black n white one.. den tiff bought e one i want! which same as this just tt strap is white.. jean poor thing.. her leg cant fit into any size cuz size 5 too small size 6 too big.. haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114744602094739713?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114744602094739713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114744602094739713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114744602094739713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114744602094739713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114735026948386935</id><published>2006-05-11T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T20:24:29.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u thought they gonna think like u? u're wrong..&lt;br /&gt;u thought they r always there for u? u're wrong again..&lt;br /&gt;u thought they know your feelings? u're wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur thinking is just too much of a burden to them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. wads wrong with me?? having all e wrong thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hurt do u know? i doubt so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad night yest.. missin dear so badly once again.. as in real bad.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dear.. can u come back here n just give me a hug n tell me everything is alright??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114735026948386935?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114735026948386935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114735026948386935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114735026948386935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114735026948386935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/05/u-thought-they-gonna-think-like-u-ure.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114685723650917396</id><published>2006-05-06T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T03:27:16.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now its 3am.. i just had trg n before i can step into my hse.. klang called me go supper at airport n so i went.. so smelly can.. nv chnage or wad.. haahha.. but at least i was nice i went.. klang.. appreciate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today friendly was bad bad bad.. nothing went right.. everybody was just unhappy? moody? piss? stress? i dunno.. just negative stuff.. i certainly wasnt myself.. was too busy getting bu shuang with some pple.. everything was just so mess up.. nothing went right today la.. right from e start with me not bringing my pants to sch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow after today, i learnt how to love n appreciate my teammies more.. not saying my own buds..think tt is needless to say, i love u guys n appreciate u all all along..  but more of the rest.. haa.. dunno how come will suddenly have those kinda thots.. maybe is cuz how one can be affected by how others act? dunno wad i saying also.. but just feel tt(addressing to my gang), we shld start opening up our comfort zone for others to enter.. me myself doin it alone cant help, they need u guys to really love n appreciate or even know their presence.. haa.. i know everything is so nice when we get together.. but lets work hard k to support this team up.. i told u pple from e start tt we r like e majority, so whatever we do or think or decide affect alot pple or things.. hmm maybe not alot.. just one?!?! one big one?? u know hu i meant right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my dear gang.. now tt we r back playing together again.. really do treasure every moment we have with one another k.. its really so rare to have all of us in e same sch after we graduate from one.. like i said just now, at e end of e day, we got to be prepared to see one or two of us on e bench.. but tt doesnt mean u don put ur heart into trg k.. we shld in fact put in double effort cuz at least u know u tried ur best.. e process is e thing tt matters more at this stage.. having one another by our side every trg to me is more impt now den anything.. without any one of u the atmosphere will just be diff.. think u all also can feel it right.. so we shld all jia you n support our "captain" as much as possible..she need some help..  haa.. just trust in e Lord for everything = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i can see tt ever since tt day on bus 8 back.. e pics we took really made us kinda express our appreciation with one another.. really man, from all e pics i can see joy n true friendship.. i  mean wad can i ask for.. n bel, seeing u say so much really made me happy?!?!? hahh..  cuz all along we trying to appreciate each other silently?? now tt more words r spoken forth dont u guys feel even loved?? hahahh.. i really love "My Gang"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HapPiNess= Ah Da+Bel+Jean+ Tiff+Vien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.. (hao kai xing you ni men.. ni men kai xing ma??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N seet, thanks for trying to stay online for so long to wait for me.. haha.. but u r still kinda lousy to give up e moment i came in.. haha.. n look at e stuff i wrote up there.. shall make u have no regrets feeling attach to us k.. n y tt day u feel so sad bout all e stuff happening or gonna happen in e team? tt is cuz i think u already feel part of us le.. congrats!! but ok i know theres still mnay sad stuff gg on but we shall clear it one by one alright.. u just do ur best to lead n we sure will support.. at least e 5 of us n xiang.. tt is enough le!! hugs n stop being upset over e new team le.. see.. its new.. slowly step by step k.. hee..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love gracescy( e team too).. appreciate u for all e stuff u doin for e team.. hugs.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114685723650917396?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114685723650917396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114685723650917396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114685723650917396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114685723650917396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/05/now-its-3am.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114667440413147502</id><published>2006-05-04T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T00:40:04.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>N oh ya!! go check out some nice pics from bel's blog(&lt;a href="http://www.h-e-y.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.h-e-y.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) some laughing session i bet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see bel i helping u promote ur new blog..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114667440413147502?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114667440413147502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114667440413147502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114667440413147502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114667440413147502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/05/n-oh-ya-go-check-out-some-nice-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114667304655924366</id><published>2006-05-03T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T00:17:26.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after you're gone.. friends come n go come n go.. i don even know who to be true to..don even know which is e one hu will stay n listen..(but at least theres 'them' hu really appreciate even with just e presence around, u know hu u r..&lt;br /&gt;* hugs*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always afraid of getting hurt at the end of e day after putting so much effort into it.. fighting so hard with myself for so long.. always thought tt they know wad happen but so sad to tell myself at e end of the day they dont..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. i miss u so much.. i really need u to be here to listen to me.. to encourage me.. =' (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. some updates for e week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon: finally got the jerseys done.. it was pouring like mad when we left tt building.. so took cab down to spans.. had friendly with RP team.. was pretty fun.. e TP youth cup team was not bad.. thou not playing together for quite some time but glad tt everything went smoothly.. i'm sure it will get better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tue: crawled out of bed unwillingly after receiving 4 morn calls.. if i dont go think all 4 will jus kill me n not wake me up again.. so i went for the ONLY lesson of the day.. 9-11am.. its was soooo BORING.. he spoke without any tone n just read from our notes.. n e egs he give all no link to wad he saying.. jean dunno how come pop out in my lect n she was helping me write notes.. even she can understand cuz its all written on e notes.. so come on pple.. just tell me..looking at it from a marketer point of view.. issit v meaningless to cont gg e lect?? hmm.. no need to say i'm sure all ur ans r YES!! haha.. yeah thanks for thinking e same as me.. so i've decided not to go on tues.. den i will have a free day.. whee~~ den i can go find klang for lunch.. heheh.. klang u happy?!?! i know u waiting v long le right.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. on tue after sch me n bel did some fan tuan n gave it to rong cuz her birthday.. look simple but e process was no joke.. think if u saw how we did it u wun dare to eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. here's e process..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="161" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00143.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00144.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="111" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00144.1.jpg" width="85" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00145.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="137" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00145.1.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carrots n broccolli boiling crabsticks waiting to be boiled e smashing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n e final project.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00146.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00146.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00148.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00148.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can see the words?? "Happy Birthday VON"&lt;br /&gt;haa.. i think it was a perfect art piece from me n bel man.. right bel.. haha.. its no joke.. its all rice.. e VON itself can let u eat for 3 days already.. when doin we keep grumbling this is e 1st time we put in so much effort into somebody's birthday.. haha.. so rong.. pls be honoured.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;e team is getting into e fan tuan n jelly business.. all we know how to do is just this 2 but we can do it forever man.. me n bel was still having plans for this fan tuan.. haha.. pple call n order e fan tuan they wan n e words n we can do it n deliver to them.. wahhah.. so pple give me a ring if u r really interested in this 'unique' present.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00152.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/200/DSC00152.0.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;n tt weird looking thing was meant for seet.. its actually a happy face.. e 2 triangle things above e face is another fan tuan.. not meant to be together.. anw, i think it look like mickey mouse.. an evil one.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tt happy face(look carefully) was done by me n bel for seet.. wanna cheer her up a little cuz shes like sad tt day.. but too bad she refuse to reply or pick up our calls .. half of e face is in my stomach now.. was in e fridge so i took it out n eat.. n now my stomach pain.. haa.. so rong.. i doubt ur wan can keep for long n so far u only ate e VON.. haa so u just take lotsa of pic of it at diff angle den throw it away.. but don tell me k if u throw away.. me n bel e heart will also have e feeling of being thrown away.. haa.. do it secretly at ur rubbish chute.. tell e rats n roaches will do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we pass rong the fan tuans we had swensen.. was her treat cuz she say birthday must treat de.. had an interesting encounter with the waitress.. but had fun.. thanks girl for e treat thou me n bel din wan u to pay.. n if u realise we keep passing our phone arnd cuz we're communicating.. haha.. pool with u was hilarious.. e table was too short for u man.. n u did some stunts tt no normal human can do man.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed: woke up reluctantly at 8am again.. for spore law.. 1 hr lect.. almost died.. was a long day.. 9-10, 11-1, 2-4.. finally met my classmates.. n now i can recognise how they look like already... n i so happy cuz we form grps already n my grp is good i think.. they look good n innocent.. most importantly e only handsome or nicer looking guy is in my grp too.. he on LOA today but e girl hu approach me to be in e grp is his fren.. hahaa.. i think is for all 5 projects.. wahahah.. so cool..!! ok think i'm getting too crazy.. he actually look normal only but cuz e rest of e guys r avg so he is above avg.. haha.. n he's a dancer with his studio n he got a band n he know how to beat-box(however u spell tt) u know those kind where u go umm-ci-ke-ah-chi.. hahah.. yah something like tt.. but i still think tt e bball guy i saw last sat cuter.. less handsome than this but i still prefer.. waahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. back to my day.. slack at jupital cafe after lesson with e gang.. ate only fries.. think ordered bout 4 5 plates.. chepaest thing there.. den had trg.. was e selection for all e newbies.. sorry to those hu din turn up.. u're eliminated!! haha..only selected bout 1/3 hu came n those selected n plus jean they all we have bout 20 plus?? its really alot.. n those hu can really play is like 18? for 12 space? haa.. tts alot man.. anw trg was tiring so once.. dunno y.. but at least is some proper trg with spiking n receiving n not games all e way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after trg me n bel wanted to treat rong back.. tts y we kept asking u come down u goon.. haaha.. but in e end she got to go dunno where to meet others.. so our plan failed.. came home instead.. nvm.. treat u next time=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rong, hope u had a great time with me n bel.. tt few pieces of fan tuans no joke k.. haa.. thanks for taking out ur studying time to meet us.. HAPPY BITHDAY!! have a nice day=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go sleep soon cuz tml morn 9am is tt monotone tutorial.. i need enough sleep to fight against e boringness..&lt;br /&gt;but i wan watch xiao zhu tt show!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyone.. if u're kind enough pls morning call me at 8am.. i confirm plus chop cannot wake up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114667304655924366?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114667304655924366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114667304655924366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114667304655924366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114667304655924366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/05/after-youre-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114640575530175616</id><published>2006-04-30T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:02:35.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ended sch at 1 on mon.. rong came n pei me after tt.. ate lunch together with xiang.. den went to lab help rong print her never ending notes.. keep jamming.. haha.. den slack a while den had friendly with TJ.. hmm.. was a pretty awesome game.. lost e first set thou.. ownself threw it away.. 18-25.. but won the other 4 sets.. 2nd set was actually losing 18-9 den seet svc was powerful den manage to win 25-21.. the team was so high high high.. haha.. got one set we won 25-7.. tt was so cool man.. i mean the team was like wooo.. on fire.. pretty rare thou but not bad.. rather bonded now.. more to come man.. this team will go far man in Jesus name.. -AMEN!!- i love the team=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiong home after game bathe n come out eat with e team.. cuz got to go home pack stuff go janis hse stay.. den seet fetch me to bus stop on bike.. 1st time ganna fetch.. always i fetch pple not e other way round n now i understand e pain they suffer sitting infront with the sharp seat so pokey.. went janis hse with siii.. as usual we will tlak about our teams.. they tell me wads gg on, i tell them wads gg on.. soon there will be this event call TRP friendship connection day.. haha.. seet suggested for tt de..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i finally watch my 9pm ch 8 show e final episode.. recorded by jns.. the ending abit not exciting when the murderers r small pple.. not nice.. expected some big stars like musheng to be killer.. slept bout 230 woke up 730 to go ccab for my church basketball competition.. was so excited for tt man.. my category only got 4 teams.. n its a knockout thing.. so lose out.. crap.. i got the pro team.. they were wearing plain tee n don look pro n big time crap, they're RJ basketballers.. so lost tt silly game to them.. got one girl punch me in my face man.. n the referee din see cuz her back was facing him i was like "ouch!! u're dead!!" hahahaa.. obviously i din whack her back, i so gentle how can.. hahha.. but i just ACCIDENTALLY steal her ball when it was in e air.. tts call steal.. n she was just beside me so i dunno whack her where also.. haha.. opps.. but i did a kobe stunt in e game.. just one out of all my practice wan but still cant shoot in.. stupid ring.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we sat there slack n watch all e funny games.. there was captains ball competition too.. den they say can on e spot join.. so we did.. we anyhow find some basketball guys from TP play with us.. n they happen to be good.. haha.. we still need to find other pple to be our opponent cuz its odd number of teams if we play.. so we got our friends.. n we won.. hooray.. we r into finals already.. cant imagine.. it will be in june.. but the shuai basketballer cant play cuz OSIP.. sadness.. he super good n cute man.. but i saw another guy.. i like.. not cute not handsome but i just like.. ok la.. come to think of it he's pretty cute n pretty handsome.. but e church so big how on earth m i gg to find him.. n he confirm younger.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for some parkway mall sales.. bought nothing cuz nothing much.. con pple de.. all e nice things nett px.. waste time.. tml tp youth cup team gg play friendly with RP.. hehe cant wait.. so cool man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114640575530175616?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114640575530175616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114640575530175616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114640575530175616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114640575530175616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/04/ended-sch-at-1-on-mon.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114606805040704454</id><published>2006-04-26T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T00:14:11.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its just so sickening to wake up at 8am for 9am class.. i know i'm considered very fortunate le to stay so near but still 8am is too early.. mummy called sharply at 8.. rong called couple of mins later.. but i just orh orh orh den back to sleep.. woke up at 835 in e end n took my time.. its spore law lect anw.. only 1 hr.. hahha.. today go there as usual always talk crap but i think the subject is very interesting.. so much theory things.. i like!! i think i can get A man.. haha.. thou tt is wad i always say but for this i'm so certain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**n seet.. i think u shld drop ur french n take spore law.. its time for u to abide some law man.. choose the same class as me..hehhehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i only have one lesson 9-10am.. its crazy.. went home slack abit.. den went over seet hse make jelly.. we anyhow estimate the water n sugar n coconut to be put in e jelly.. in e end turn out super nice nice nice.. nicer den e previous 2 times.. n she so selfish la.. we made four trays she only willing to bring one out.. e rest keep at her hse.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace seet..i had a nice day hanging out with u.. started from a mad woman shouting down 5 storeys.. sticking e head out of e window.. shopping at some wulu plaza.. cooking the fantabulous jelly n noodles n porridge.. u pretending to be mother.. ur ah mei winnie pooh shoe.. u can ask her give it to me since ur mother say will scratch floor.. ahaha..n e plastic bag, umbrella, stupid cab to a wrong destination, den back to sch.. stopping at ur fave bus stop walking in e puddles of water which we almost slipped n fall n die just like tt..n den e training.. the pineapple tarts n the crazy laughter u produce 24/7.. wow.. we did so many things.. haha.. but everything was nice n awesome.. *grins*(more jelly n fan tuan in action next time man)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114606805040704454?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114606805040704454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114606805040704454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114606805040704454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114606805040704454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-just-so-sickening-to-wake-up-at.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114589154724615643</id><published>2006-04-24T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:49:44.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after today i've accepted the fate of being debarred.. cuz i find the teacher too nice.. n very pretty i must say.. at such age she can be like woo pretty.. the guys in my class were liek wee wee.. haa.. n when she was talking to me bout wad do i need to do n stuff.. she say until like this debarred thing is no big issue.. haha.. cuz its a 6 weeks subject.. so at e end of it, the 'normal' pple got to submit their proposal n stuff at e end of 6 weeks.. n so do i.. just tt mine is not graded this sem but next sem.. so this sem my result will be Fail for this subject.. den next sem den grade.. she say like tt is to relieve our work load.. hahaha just submit together den no need wait till next sem den do.. good right.. but the final conclusion i'm still debarred! haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i saw my class.. n the teacher got us to do some self introduction.. when it was my turn.. i was like hi.. my name is debbie.. i've got a sad story.. i'm being debarred for this subject.. haha.. den my class was like woo.. debarred?? some pai kia.. somemore i was sitting behind den all of them turned n looked at the 'pai kia' hahah.. den i cont saying.. er.. i like volleyball.. playing for the womens team since last yr.. i ran out of things to say.. den i just er.. i like pool.. i like mahjong.. played it almost everyday last time.. i just repeat wad other pple say basically.. cuz some say they like pool den one ah beng say i like mj.. play at least twice a week.. haa.. so i just repeat.. den i tot of something tt nobody will say.. I LOVE ORANGE!! haha.. n i was wearing tt bright orange adidas sirt some more.. wahaha.. n the tutor was like i can tell.. from ur shirt, ur hp cover, ur necklace, watch n the W.W.J.D thing around my wrist.. i can sense tt the class is not bad.. better den last yr i guess but most of the v ang moh n half of them v into music.. got one open jamming studio, one got dance studio, den some got band, some just love music n write music.. goodness.. so musical incline.. haha.. i shld have added i know hw to play guitar so can be part of the musically incline gang.. n got one guy in e class very cute.. call aaron.. haha.. not bad looking.. v nice charater also n most importantly he's my debarred friend. hahah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114589154724615643?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114579232646168711</id><published>2006-04-23T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T19:38:46.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sch gonna start tml.. haa.. finally back to some serious lifestyle after 2 months.. thou it doesnt feel like i've done much.. but still thank God for giving me some weird n easy job to earn some money during this break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i guess the debarrment thing is kinda confirm after i went to check VBUS(business website).. was written so clearly those who din attend n do not have MCs or LOA will be debarred.. still i find it ridiculous.. tml gg to find my careperson which i dunno is hu.. but gonna ask whether can i still be saved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri night sharon called n ask how's everything.. e debarrment n stuff.. i was like dunno.. nothing i can do also.. den she was y not we just pray cuz i feel tt this is out of human's ability, we need God to intervene.. at tt moment i was like goodness me.. from the day when i know of tt matter till dear called i did not even realise tt i need God's help.. was just thinking what am i suppose.. what do i need to do.. who can help..&lt;br /&gt;was leaning too much on my own strength n not His..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sat i went church.. klang n hoho also went.. e msg was very good.. just for me n hoho(i hope) haha.. the title of e msg was what am i suppose to do when i dunno wad to do.. one of points was set your heart and seek the Lord.. which i think tt was what i din do.. so at e end of the service i was praying so hard.. tears just began to flow n flow.. n i just let go of the whole problem n let God take over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to sihui just now on our way to n fro from cell grp.. realised tt different friends just meet different needs of our lives..its so hard to find one who will meet all ur needs..thou i know i have one.. n i also thank God sihui n janis are always there for me when i m down.. always giving me the listening ear tt i need..love ya guys.. =) thou now we may be at a different path.. diff sch diff team etc.. but i'm still glad tt we can be so close.. sharing with one another bout our probs n being there as much as possible for one another.. friends like this dont come easy.. its just a blessing from God.. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch sch sch.. here i come.. i'll make sure all tutors will go crazy.. hahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114579232646168711?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114579232646168711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114579232646168711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114579232646168711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114579232646168711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/04/sch-gonna-start-tml.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114559551355800007</id><published>2006-04-21T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T12:58:33.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;stranger: hello debbie.. this is ms reena from TP.. just to inform u that u are debarred from basic entreprenureship.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: huh?!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;       why?!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ms reena: cuz u did not attend the lecture for this subject this week n u will be debarred..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: (still lost, dunno what is she talking about)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;       what lecture????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: the lect for this subject, u r suppose to attend if not have to afce debarrment, its been announce alot times last sem during the econs lecture..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: what announcement?? i went for all lectures n i din even hear of any of this &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;        announcement..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: oh.. i'm quite surprise(with those kinda tone like as thou i m lying)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;       there's 5 pple hu din attend..(i think 5 out of the whole dip)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;        n 2 from ur class..( my mind was ok.. at least got friend..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me:(still insisting tt i din even hear of any announcements, not even a single bit of impression &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;         man)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;        oooooooook... so what am i suppose to do now?? m i like really debarred?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: yah.. u can come for the tutorial next week.. n i will brief u on the supp assignment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: but there's no exam for this subject right? how m i gg to take e supp then?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: yah.. thats wad i m gg to brief to u regarding how to do the assignment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: oh ok.. (still blur n shock, waiting for her to say oh its just a prank call..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;        den only this subject right? no more tutorials i need to attend right for other subjects?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;        (to confirm before i get another 'debarrment')&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: nope other den apel..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: ok.. byebye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yup.. the call ended like tt with her not telling me its a prank call.. so now i dunno wad to do also.. called dear but she aslo dunno wad can she do or think to help me.. argh.. i think its total crap man.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;n yah i got debarred even before i start sch.. which still remains like a big joke to me..hope my only friend in tp also din go for tt.. haah den at least got friend.. a good friend..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114559551355800007?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114559551355800007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114559551355800007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114559551355800007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114559551355800007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/04/stranger-hello-debbie.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114555646074369589</id><published>2006-04-21T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T02:14:35.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day out with klang bel n rong.. weird combi but yeah.. was fun bullying our new fren( xi ke).. haha.. wanted to buy sb but cant find e wan i like.. so ended up eating.. n walking arnd.. bought my new orange toy called mantou.. cuz e head big big round round kind like ah da de.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw my timetable today.. its like slack? cuz i expected most of e days to end late late kind but it din.. its so early.. like before 2 before 1 or 2 at 4..e other wan 6 cuz its cds.. i think its a good one.. n tiff n ah da n mine kinda match.. so tiff already called me just now n say everyday we r meeting during my break.. she planned so well already.. haha.. but i guess i will be flooded with projects soon.. kinda excited for sch to start but i think its so amazing.. my 2 months of holiday just ended like tt.. like so fast man.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u guys know how seet timetable is like u will just cry along with her.. haha.. EVERYDAY end at 9pm.. its no joke man.. its too serious to be a joke.. hahaha.. she early morn msg me say i wun see her for half a yr already.. goodness.. am praying for a miracle for her.. she asked me to do so by faith.. hehe.. yea.. will do just tt.. cuz she really need a miracle big time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finish watching xiao zhu show.. everyday without fail i will watch it.. its sooooo funny n funny n funny man.. everybody shld watch tt too man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114555646074369589?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114555646074369589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114555646074369589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114555646074369589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114555646074369589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-out-with-klang-bel-n-rong.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114529985672623155</id><published>2006-04-18T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T02:51:18.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just wondering do i really know you.. or just there to make ur day? nv ask doesnt mean i dont care.. more den willing to listen.. but i bet its super difficult for some seriousness.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;alright back to today's prog.. early morn woke up go mkt buy some stuff for the easter gathering at vien hse.. after buying went over grandma hse.. pei her play friendly mj n lunch.. eventhou only 3 person play n its friendly so i just anyhow play.. keep making cards to not win so fast cuz u know 3 person game is v fast to win.. haha.. den try hard to let grandma win.. n she did.. n she was so happy.. like enjoying herself so much.. den keep telling us playing mj will let old pple not go senile tt easily n keep the brains moving n the fingers too.. ok i got the hint(to play with her) but after this week sch start already.. v hard to find time n pple also.. she knows it too tt we r all starting sch next week.. can hear the disappointment from her.. saying tt we wun have tt much time already when sch start.. nobody bring her go see doc n nobody to bake stuff with her n mj too.. its really sad k to hear it from her.. thou not straight to the pt but u will know wad she's trying to say.. worst of all she still say wan learn how to do all the cakes n cookies better learn soon.. cuz she's unsure few more yrs later will she be arnd.. -cries- ..tell me.. how can my heart not break? to hear it from her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;ok back to more happy stuff.. went over to vien hse in e noon.. slack a while den went to buy ingredients at cold storage.. n it was pouring.. due to shortage of bikes tiff was standing on my bike.. n its no joke when someone ht of 1.8 stands on something behind u.. she was like.. high?!?.. hahah.. got to take note of every little things we pass by above her head.. cuz most of it will hit her head.. there was just this puny tree.. not tt puny but when she pass by it she got to bend down all e way right beside my face.. cuz she say dunno will hit so safer like tt.. n cycling in e rain with someone breathing at ur ear is no joke.. its v tiring.. haha.. but was fun thou the whole journey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;not long after we got back to vien hse seet came..if u all been to vien hse u know she got this ktv room.. hahaa.. all of us sat right behind e glass door leaving the hse door wide open with tina n rocky on e run.. CUZ SEET IS FREAKING SCARED OF DOGS.. wahaha..so i came out with the idea to watch a show.. haha.. when she reached she was like screaming?? not too sure cuz cant hear.. but seeing is funny enough.. she took a super long time to enter e hse cuz tina n rocky was staring at her big time.. a new smell.. n she still got food.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;she prepared this home cook stuff.. haa.. not bad just a little cold.. but e effort was greatly appreciated =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;and the 10 hard boiled eggs for exchange..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;after a while we started preparing the sushi n jelly.. the process was real messy.. the kitchen was flooded with pple.. some real busy n the rest acted busy just to be part of it.. haha.. n good old ah da dropped the tray of brocali(dunno how to spell) but tt green curly vege.. we were like not shocked cuz tt always happen.. when ah da is arnd something bad SURE happen..tts y she is always doin e cleaning up cuz she mess it up.. so this time our sushi got no green looking stuff.. n the sushi doesnt taste as nice as last time.. n the jelly too.. no worries.. there will be more next time.. hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;next they switched to waxing... its super duper sticky n lotsa things r needed.. n i was the first guinea pig cuz i volunteered.. they wax some of my leg hair.. some until pathetic.. n soon they lost interest in me cuz they don really see e result.. haa.. so they diverted their attention to tiff.. with n without hair can see clearly.. so means they can see the result immediately..hahah.. they did tt for like so long from the start of my da chang jin to e end.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i really had a great time today with my teammies.. with an additional member.. always doin many silly things together.. trying our best to spend all the time we have together cuz we will not be able to gather for a week cuz of orientation.. n when sch starts its harder to meet up.. but got volleyball.. no worries.. this wed playing with ah peks.. heard ms teo(siew lan) also playing.. haha.. tts so cool.. hope can play same team again.. tts cooler.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n dear haven reply or call me back.. i like got so many things to tell her.. n cuz of the incomplete coversation we had last night i m starting to miss her already.. carol n xiang coming back today or maybe they're back already.. seet had been telling me she miss partner.. but its only 10 days.. when seet was away in cambodia for a month carol also tell me she miss seet.. but its only 1 month.. so whatever u all had been feeling i'm feeling at least 10 times more.. worst still there's some weird plans running thru her brains now.. i know it may be good but i hope it wun happen cuz i cant afford to be without u for more den 4 yrs.. but we shall see alright.. if its God's calling den its a different story..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114529985672623155?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114529985672623155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114529985672623155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114529985672623155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114529985672623155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-wondering-do-i-really-know-you.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114520497591058908</id><published>2006-04-17T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:29:35.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this morn jean called at 9 to ask whether my church got svc..haa cuz she miss e lighthse wan.. so in e end i got to quickly bathe n meet her n rish cab down for 10am svc.. haa.. perfect timing when we enter.. cuz we only 2 person so manage to sit infront to fill up the empty spaces.. haha.. saw e drama twice n touched by it once again.. its so cool n awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt went to eat subway den went shopping at bugis with tiff jean n bel.. haa.. bought quite a no of stuff.. saw this black colour mj tiles.. its super nice man.. ahah.. bel was like looking at it non stop.. but its 200 for the normal size kind.. so not worth to buy n keep.. haa.. but we all bought this mj tile key chain for phone.. bought 1 wan to 9 wan.. den we all took our indivdual no.. n mine is 6 of course.. n e rest is still lying arnd my room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml suppose to bring popo go c doc but cuz gg vien hse for some easter gathering.. so cant go with her.. but gg to have lunch with her at her place den she ask me play mj with her n my cousin.. i knew it.. but nvm la..i'll do anything to make her happy n not lonely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den meeting seet at 130 go vien hse.. she gg there do her work.. we gg thre to slack.. play o2jam.. its a cyber center man cuz got so many computers..den after tt go ntuc buy our ingredients to prepare for our meal.. sushi.. hahah.. i'm gonna make all egg shape kind.. cuz its easter.. n its gonna be some bonding session.. haha.. hopfully will turn out just so fine.. it so gonna be another great team.. i pray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear just called not long ago at bout 1130pm.. but got cut off halfway.. think her phone no batt.. i so sad.. i haven finish wad i wanna tell her.. she's sharing with me so much tt she nv did last time.. haha.. so nice.. n she say she bought my birthday present already.. it cost one week of her grocery money.. hahaha.. she dun wan tell me wad is it.. only say its orange.. n i can use forever.. it will not perish.. n 5-10% of singaporeans have it.. haha.. wonder wad issit thou something just cross my mind wad can it be.. she say i sure like it.. haha of course cuz its orange.. but i don think i can wait till my birthday.. its like oct??? haha.. den she say maybe she send it over first den nearer birthday tt time den get another thing.. haha.. so cool.. love ya so much.. muacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. tml is 17 apr which means my dearies.. si n jns gonna start sch.. leaving me alone.. haha.. not really thou.. but i'm so gonna miss gg out together n doin silly stuff together.. weekdays sure gone case for us to meet so weekends must meet alright to have our weekly updates..so gonna miss u guys.. diff sch from me somemore.. hahaha.. but take care n all e best to  u guys in ur new compound.. leong jiayou for trg also k.. don scared.. have faith in urself..=) n si take care of her alright.. hehehe.. missing u guys.. all e best.. hugs n kisses to my dearies =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n oh yah.. 29th april.. our basketball match.. we're so gonna win.. i believe.. hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114520497591058908?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114512675040694910</id><published>2006-04-16T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T02:45:50.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a long post but read on cuz its entertaining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs 13/4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had friendly with AJ in e evening.. got to walk quite a distant from the station to their main gate.. den jean was taking a cab down from toa payoh..when we were walking got this cab stop near us den we tot its her den we don wan her come down cuz we wanna hop in den drive in.. but we not sure issit her.. stood there n stare for v long cuz e person already paying.. finally when the door open guess who?? an indian man.. haa.. n we tot it's jean.. think we're so blind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the friendly.. hmm.. think its one of our best game played so far as a team.. won 5-1.. most of us could perform.. no more of seet in e middle.. tts y.. team getting closer n tts good.. went to eat n have some bonding session with seet.. reached home 12 plus like tt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri 14/4 (Good Friday)&lt;br /&gt;woke up early in e morn at 730 for friendly with TJC at 9.. think nobody was awake man.. got to msg n call arnd.. in the end decided to cab down so slept all e way till 830.. according to jean we r group C cuz we(me jean n seet) was the 3rd grp to set off.. grp A(tiff n vien) 1st grp to set off.. n i tot we will be the earliest cuz we took cab but they were already on e bus at 830am n i just crawled out of bed.. so we lost.. n we lost to TJ also.. the timing was just not right.. nv played so early b4.. too used to playing games during evening time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of the finals tt jean watched for nationals..she made all our friendlies become finals too.. hahah.. constantly reminding each other tt its finals so tt we can perform.. hahah..but tt day not much diff.. cuz nobody bother.. all serve out ball n seet mis-receive so many times in a set.. but we really played like finals.. lost 1st 2 sets.. so we went into serious talks saying tt in a finals losing e 3rd set means we lose the championship 0-3.. haa.. so only thing is to fight back 2 sets.. n we did.. hooray... but tt was short-lived.. lost e 5th set with e score 15-13.. thou it ended at 25pts but when we lost e 'finals' our pt got stuck there until the opp hit 25 pts n we 15 pts.. we lost..(n TJ pple were asking wad is the sound ah da is producing when serving.. haa.. its e sound of ur distraction n e sound of her concentration.. the more she kek.. the floaty-er it becomes..n its no joke..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on e way to lunch dear called.. saying she wun be home during the weekends.. chatted a little den put down already cuz its pretty ex for her to talk with her hp.. seet talk to her a while also.. haa.. all said e same thing n tt is she's getting v hip hop.. with all e slangs.. n i'm suppose to get used to it n learn from it so tt we can communicate with the same tone.. haha.. after we put down i switched to sad n silent mood.. tt always happen everytime after she call.. its so hard to explain tt kind of 'missing' feeling.. but it nv feels good.. it just makes my heart tear.. =' (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt evening spent some real good time with my family.. celebrating my mama birthday.. at pariss international seafood buffet thing.. knowing tt its not nice but i just wanna try since my bro is paying for all.. hahah..we ate lotsa lotsa lotsa prawns only.. things like salmon n all the oysters n mussles bla bla i din eat.. only prawns.. finally this family sat down at a table eating n talking together.. tts so rare.. so cherish tt moment man.. haa ok back to e food..  there's this chocolate thing where we suppose to dip e marshmellow into it n den put it in cold water to harden the choco.. oh my.. its so nice man.. its e cheapest thing there but its freaking nice.. my bro bought this 80 plus bucks gift for my mum from body shop.. he say we only need to pay 20 bucks each n he e rest.. haa.. guess he's earning big bucks.. tts good.. but i don see wad's so nice bout tt thing..only know its something for e eyes.. dunno how to use it also.. but its ok cuz i haven pay him yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night suppose to go seet hse but got some prob so din go.. me n bel ended up having supper n night cycling.. with one bike we tried to cycle the whole of tamp den to pasir den home.. on e way so many funny things happen.. 1stly we pretended to be cars riding in e middle of the lane..n no joke its really in e middle.. stopped when there's red light go when its green.. but after a while we just swop to pedestrains when we were at the traffic light when its red.. den got this part we were at a T junction den got 2 cabs stopped cuz red light so me n bel tried so hard to squeeze beside this cab cuz we were already on e road cant switch to path.. den opps we lost ctrl cuz we kept laughing so i jus put my hand on e cab to prevent us from banging into it.. 100% plus chop we din hit e cab only touch n let go.. n OAT OH.. e cab n driver got mad.. it was like letting out steam.. we immediately carried e bike unto the pavement.. den green light e cab din move n the window was wind down.. haa.. so we din move either , we were behind e cab so we cant really see wad is e driver trying to do n he cant get down cuz soon got car behind n it was red light.. den when green light he have to turn left cuz its T junction n den he stopped after he turn.. haa.. n e door opend n e bull dog looking driver put his right leg n den left leg on e road n got out from his cab.. n 'BANG!!' he buang his head while getting out.. haa.. ok tts fake he din.. he just kept asking us 'girl come come here NOW!!' u think we r idoits?? haha.. of course we looked at him n laughed n cycled straight.. he cant catch us or wad so he stood there n started to curse n swear.. tt's so exciting man..&lt;br /&gt;n after tt we kept looking arnd for yellow cabs to make sure he's not somewhere near us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we saw a police car from far we were like oh no how? cuz firstly its illegal to fetch pple on bike.. we got caught once.. ok not tt illegal tt u have to go police station.. they will just ask u get down e bike n push.. lame thou~~n bel is underage to be out at such timing.. but guess wad? 4 policemen in a car chit-chatting n laughing.. din even took a glance at us.. den we were like ok.. big time slackers eating govt money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next.. we tried cycling past tamp interchange.. it was really really dark.. den when turning out there's this area tt sell cars.. n heh heh.. we saw a car plate on e floor.. those kinda plates with the brand of the car on it.. bel ask me kup so i jut bend down n take.. keep asking got cam not got cam not.. nope.. so we took n walk off.. its rather big n long.. with just four letters 'GETZ" on it.. trying so hard to stick e plate somewhere on e bike but nowhere so we just took turns to hug it.. i cycled n she sat infront n ctrl e bike.. tts wad we did.. n both our asses went our of shape.. mine was an inprint of tt small seat of her bike n hers is the.. dunno wad u call tt.. e body of the bike? ya..but equally pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n obviously we din finish our plan.. we're not even somewhere near pasir ris.. but we made a perfect choice by turning back when at tpjc.. cuz the distance is no joke.. tt wulu route we took to go back her hse is really dark n wulu.. but air was really fresh.. e plants were doin their photosynthesis.. hahah.. does it even affect e air? just wanna share with u all something i learnt in pri sch.. photosynthesis.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back her hse at 330 like tt n we just went to sleep.. n i was trying to air my painful ass.. haa.. n i had a dream.. dreamt tt i was in a fighting ship.. knowing will ganna bomb by enemy so was hurrying all fellow frens on board to eat their last meal n all i did was peeling lotsa prawns.. hahaha..prawns?? aftereffect of eating so mnay prawns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all e prawns the ship was already half sinking n its time to jump.. must be wondering at tt moment when i jumped into the sea with all the water splashing was i actually peeing?? wahaha.. NOPE!! the moment i jumped it beacame another scene.. i was jumping from an aeroplane instead.. bout 8 of us.. hooking unto each other until we land.. i really felt tt i was flying man.. sooo cool.. if i ever dreamt tt i was a spider woman sticking n jumping from wall to wall wad more this? flying in e air.. after i land i realised tt my frens n i were sitting in a room.. den like some cartoons playing indian poker.. cuz got brackets above our head showing the percent of enerygy left.. got one left 15% only den got bruises n cuts everywhere den another 42% left also got cuts n bruises but e seriousness was much lesser.. lesser plasters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. n bel said she heard me talking.. i bet its either.. 'wooh, prawns!' or ' this is freaking cool' while flying.. haha.. n i dreamt e exact same thing twice.. during e interval i was awake talking to bel.. slept back den exact same thing happen.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat 15/4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with jean ah da n bel.. went to eat carls junior.. ate fries n onion rings.. ah da n bel ate tt ultra big burger.. b4 tt ah da was asking how big is it.. den we said its as big n round as her head.. haahah..n its true lo.&lt;br /&gt; went to candy empire to buy different kind of eggs for our easter-egg exchange on mon.. got pple v cheapskate man.. wanna buy losuy n not nice kind cuz its to exchange only.. evil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml gg out again.. den mon gonna be together for the last time b4 sch starts.. after mon they all got orientation.. all these months had been enjoying so much with them.. haa.. cant wait for mon.. making our fan tuan n cai yan again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n easter svc was great.. was touched by it once again.. touch until my contact lens fell out.. n klang was helping me to look for it during the alter call.. haha.. but really it was great.. 2000 yrs ago.. Jesus died on e cross for our sins so tt we may live again.. e drama was awesome.. easter is just so wonderful.. cuz it separates the B.C and A.D..not only tt.. its for you n me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N........................................ DEBBIE TEO LI MIN MISSES SHARON TEO LI MIN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114512675040694910?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114512675040694910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114512675040694910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114512675040694910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114512675040694910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-long-post-but-read-on-cuz-its.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114486340797503120</id><published>2006-04-13T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T01:36:48.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mon 10/4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh.. woke up ultra early like 8am to go for some stupid gym session with ah da n gang.. its like a waste of time cuz got pple use hall den we cannot play ball.. n e gym stinks to the core.. n its a little small n cuz its e 1st time we doin it so we dun really know how to use it n the pictures r hard to interpret so we just come up our own way.. haha.. din do for long cuz it really gets boring.. wanted to run but tt 2 long pple don even wanna wear their shoe.. n by e time we wanna run the sun was like baking hot.. so we just drop tt idea.. n tt vien only interested to go bathe when we din even do much.. we were like sitting at the sports hall e upstairs looking at all e newbies n leaders do all the silly cheers n dance.. hahah.. was like laughing at tiff they all cuz they need to do it next week also.. the chicken dance.. tp mass dance n all e standard cheers.. wahaha.. n tiff is trying to con me down to pick her n get out of sch in e middle of her orientation.. no way man.. u all must suffer wad i suffered last yr.. wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. after e hanging arnd tp sports hall we went for lunch.. SUBWAY of course.. they have no choice.. tml we're eating tt too.. wahhah.. its like such a natural thing to eat tt whenever i'm with them.. den we went to queensway tt super complicated shopping mall.. we like walk around n around to look for all e stupid shops.. n e mizuno shop closed.. so its like waste of time.. haha.. we wanna buy something from the 1st shop but wanna walk arnd see got others not.. its a wrong choice cuz we will take donkey yrs to find back the 1st shop.. n bel was like not v bothered bout the things we see she onl care bout her food.. haha.. at tamp she was carrying lays.. den reach there she bought tea eggs. den cup corn den laksa.. hahaha.. tts all tt matters to her..FOOD!! wahhaah..&lt;br /&gt;n we found the printer tt always print for tp jerseys.. haa.. so we kinda got our jersey for youth.. no samples so its purely wad we see from the book.. n e colour combi is like whoo~~ can u all imagine wad is the worst thing bout the jerseys? theres no more orange fabric!! have all other colours but orange!! its super unfair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright after e jerseys stuff which we din place our orders yet.. we went to spans for friendly with RP.. was not bad cuz at least can play some ball.. think we played 6 sets.. lost e last set.. all thanks to grace seet!! cuz she played middle!! n she said its a curse since dunno when.. once she plays middle e team will lose.. so she was trying to break tt curse? haa.. goodness.. all thanks to her.. she like some goon goon playing inside can.. super funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/4 tue&lt;br /&gt;went jean hse in e morn to watch the shows she recorded for me.. brought e tea eggs my mama made to her hse.. ask her heat it up for me.. gosh i din know egg cannot put in microwave.. haha.. so tt 3 eggs exploded in the microwave? haha it was like 'bom'. haha i was laughing in e room can.. so funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/4 wed&lt;br /&gt;suppose to have frenly but cancelled..freaking comlicated story.. so wanna go work.. n meet at vien hse at 3 to do some waxing experiment on tiff.. on her hands n legs.. haha.. but morn we went ther to put the wax in her place n we got stuck in her hse cuz its too cosy.. in e end din do the dunno wad waxing dunno y also.. tiff so poor thing cuz we got to try on her to see the effect ma.. haha.. den she was like 'ouch'.. we ended up watching 'date movie'.. this super ultimate lame show.. the intro already got me laughing like mad.. was like hitting everthing cuz i cant ctrl.. its so stupid la.. with the milkshake song.. n theres this history of the milkshake song between e 6 of us.. so when e song came out i just laughed like nobody's business.. the show is super no link.. super dumb.. super brain-less show.. those who went to the cinema to watch this show i think u all r crazy.. hahaha.. xian qian tai duo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice day thou spent with them=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-13795576.post-114460514400518005</id><published>2006-04-10T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T01:52:24.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright here comes another new post by BB.. feeling happy now cuz dear just called me.. we talk bout 2 hrs plus i guess with a break of 30 min.. haa.. i knew she confirm fall asleep during the break n she did.. but when she called back she so proud tt she's able to wake up.. haa.. alright.. finally manage to talk to her.. cuz had been emailing her but she din reply n e worst thing is she say she din receive my email.. how sad.. no wonder din reply.. how can such things happen when i need her so much man at times.. haha but anw its all over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after talking to her made me realise tt things aint tt sad case here.. she's e sad case there.. so lonely.. no vball.. tt's worst i guess.. but nvm at least she got alot church frens.. hehe.. n over here i have so many friends.. some purely to create laughter n happiness in my life while the rest r there to listen to me.. even thou my bestest friend is not arnd with me daily.. but the place u have in my heart will not be replace..(be honoured k u little chap there..)haha.. everytime when i feel like our friendship gets further apart.. but one call or email will draw it back again.. tts pretty cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in e past we cant even talk on e phone for 1hr pls.. its like silent.. nobody will talk much cuz we see each other everyday.. but today e thing just go on n on.. so much so tt we got to stop talking bout 'some stuff'.. haha.. so its quite good thou to not see each other so often erm but i doubt i can last for another 8 months before seeing u.. u will hear from me soon bout all the stuff i told u today.. all the missing here n there.. all e needing here n there.. haa.. but u know wad i like to be be.. i will nv be a ***kling to anybody only u.. haha.. amazed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of dear.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played basketball just now.. theres a great improvement in the attendance.. so mnay pple suddenly.. but so cool.. was fun cuz got alot pple unlike the pathetic 4.. i'm so sure we're gonna win the competition.. haha hope there's some cash attach to it.. think we can claim the 1st prize to e last cuz we're the only team hu participated.. haha just kidding.. some can it be tt un pro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml morn 9am we r having some secret trg.. haha.. e 5 of us got motivated suddenly to go do some extraordinary stuff which we nv ever imagine we will ever do it.. but yup we r.. ahahha.. cant wait.. its like few more hours n CANNOT BE LATE!! cuz officer BB say so!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114460514400518005?l=bebble.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114433347392306097</id><published>2006-04-06T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T22:24:34.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its really long since i last blog.. cause i think its just so tiring.. haa.. but i shall do this for my dear klang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much really happen.. other den working.. cycling arnd sticking all those paper for 60 cents each instead of 50.. having butt aches after tt.. den meeting tiff n gang almost like everyday.. tt day did sushi rice.. fan tuan.. at vien hse.. today did agar agar at tiff hse.. made a whole lot of mess at her hse.. den we all started to miss serene ong ah da.. she went bali.. we miss her so much when we look at e dishes.. haha cuz she is our washing cum cooking cum cleaning up queen.. all the chores she will do.. very happy somemore.. she's back today n tml they r coming over my place to make jiao zi.. looks like its gonna be a big project but ah da agreed dumbly to clean up.. wahaha.. so nice of her.. i shall reward her with non stop agar agar tml man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having friendly this week for bout 3 times.. tues with AJC, wed with ah peks, tml with ijc.. haa.. no comments bout any.. its the same always.. pple getting lesser n lesser.. xiang is gone to a dangerous land.. haa.. grace is back but still like MIA.. only left e poor me to take balls keep balls bla bla bla.. geting a little tired of it already when nobody is there to help.. how long will all these last???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.. back to some happier stuff.. wed just went out with my dearies.. sihui n janis.. i think give us 24hrs we also can nv talk finish.. there's just endless stuff we can talk about.. but so sad they gonna start sch soon.. haa.. but nvm we still have sat morn right leong? wahhaa.. feel happy with them cuz i can really talk bout all my feelings.. hehe.. thanks dude.. n its really true.. when one is gone.. more will come.. thou not replacing but at least fill up the emptiness.. thanks dearies.. love ya.. muack muack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i really cant rmb wad else happen.. n wad else i've done..&lt;br /&gt;other den missing u daily..&lt;br /&gt;never talk to you never see you is really making me miserable..&lt;br /&gt;sob sob..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114433347392306097?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114433347392306097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114433347392306097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114433347392306097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114433347392306097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-really-long-since-i-last-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114339554069088502</id><published>2006-03-27T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T01:52:20.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dyed my hair yesterday!! haha.. my black hair.. Gone~~&lt;br /&gt;klang n chew ai went with me to church.. hehe.. happy happy.. after service went to eat with my cell grp n klang n chew ai.. was good.. at least they dont feel very weird n stuff.. den after tt went with klang ot mac to sit n talk.. haha.. was a good talk thou.. talk bout lotsa stuff.. like meeting up with an old fren whom i nv met for so long.. haha we were like talking bout everything..was really fun thou its only a while.. thanks sweetie=) n u miss ur last bus n have to draw money take cab.. thanks for the ride also.. love ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised many pple around me are changing.. not in a very good way somemore.. drifting further away from me.. wanna help but they just simply refuse.. i hope things can go back the same.. be on e right track n everything will just be fine.. think for yourself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up this morning supposedly to help my mama make sushi.. but in e end ended up watching ping pong n badminton.. so cool man.. ping pong 1st 2nd n 3rd all SIN.. felt proud for a moment but thinking none of them are pure Singaporeans den i was like.. arhh.. forget it.. even the 4th from australia is from china call miao miao.. goodness.. wruff wruff.. hahahhahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch finish quickly bathe den grab some sushi den go cell grp le.. felt kinda bad.. cuz wanna help her but din.. so mama.. this para is for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i think u're a great mama.. thou u dont really express ur love to me n i dont to u also but i know u care.. on sat i ask u can i go dye hair when i was already expecting a no cuz waste money kinda thing which i can unsterstand but u din.. u say u gg dye hair also den ask me go with u.. den i was like woah.. den at the salon, all e hairdresser are my mother's friends.. n they cut my hair since baby.. den they were like saying how fortunate i am.. cut hair dye hair wash hair also no need pay.. just go there do wad i wan den mama go settle bill.. contact lens also.. take already mama settle bill.. they just went on n on.. say out of e 3 kids mama love me most which obviously is wrong.. cuz they love my sis more but tt don really matter.. still say out of 3 kids i most not honest.. their pt is tt my bro n sis &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;act&lt;/span&gt; very honestly n i'm not.. not as in e way i lie but in e way tt i'm more naughty..but i dont agree i think i'm just clever *pat on my shoulder* haha.. they r just so su gu(blur blocks) i'm smarter den than..(not talking bout books of course) wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;yah anw.. den i was thinking maybe true.. my parents or rather my mum don really have money kind but she always give me wad i wan.. den i just ask her make sushi cuz i v long nv eat her sushi le.. thou her ans was like make for u only.. so ma fan.. in e end she still ended up buying all e ingredients so quickly n make it for me e next day.. den morn i saw her haven start doin e sushi when i was bout to leave.. den she say u taking away to eat meh.. den i say yah.. den she stop wad she was doin which was hanging clothes to start preparing e sushi..awww.. i still din know man.. i tot she was free or wad until i saw the half done clothes hanging on e washing machine.. my heart was like awwww.... so sweet..&lt;br /&gt;haven finish.. den call me to tell me she cooking wanna eat not.. i told her i will be eating but will be home late.. den she say she don care la she put it in e fridge later come back make hot myself.. but when i reach home e food was like still on e table.. cold.. den i tell her i wanna bathe can help me make hot..den i just pls.. pls.. pls den go bathe le.. after i come out my food was like almost ready.. haa.. suddenly realise i love my mama so much.. all e little things tt she always do for me just make me feel so bless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;"Mummy... Wo ai Ni!!'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;                                                       "Mummy... Wo ai Ni!!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;                                                                                                                           "Mummy... Wo ai Ni!!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;next time i will take good care of my mama de.. not much coverage on my dad ar? haha.. dont care him la.. next time let mummy sleep in master bedroom.. put him in e storeroom can le.. wahahahahha.. like harry porter.. den he can be a wizard.. can be e king of e soccer land of his..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114339554069088502?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114339554069088502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>today went to work again.. haha.. yest earn 50 bucks den today got the money already.. haha.. the boss so fast.. today met him for a while with jean.. he's some kind of man who look soooo poor.. cuz he super skinny n e face like sink in like tt.. don even look like got money la.. but he is those kind who think so highly of himself.. but who cares bout all tt man as long as he got money n give us i happy le.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den today jean collected 100 from him for the work we've done yest.. den he say next time accumulate more den ask from him cuz 100 bucks too little den seem v cheapskate.. wah.. faint.. still say when we need our pay just ask from him anytime.. den if like do very well den will become earn $1 per block we paste e paper.. haha.. den i will be like earning double.. stick 10 blocks 10 bucks.. wah super good money sia.. now already v good money le.. but e buttock really suffer.. is like super pain man.. my butt gonna wear out soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml no trg.. all their fault.. make me no place to play ball.. so troublesome when i already ask a few pple.. den ask so much in e end have to msg again to say cancel.. y don wan trg.. cuz i mention i might be asking sir to trg cuz i have to den they don wan go le.. terrible... how to survive for 3 yrs like tt.. i shall go earn more money tml den.. just cycle arnd n anyhow stick n cash will flow into my pocket.. heehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114312761081209850?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114312761081209850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114312761081209850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i already heard bout 12 pple joining..man.. its gonna be so competitive.. haa but nvm i shall have lotsa fun with my gang..&lt;br /&gt;n mr wong is confirm gonna cont his contract with tp.. issit good or bad??.. for sure there's more bad den good... even e sch is also like giving another chance.. haa.. he dont cherish den all i can say is bye bye..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i 'work'.. haha.. with jean.. do wad?? cycle arnd the neighbourhood n stick some leaflet or wadever u call tt at the life n letterbox.. so if u see something to do with rental hanging at ur hse downstairs.. haha... tt is done by me n jean.. hehehe.. we both think its so fun.. cycling arnd with the map looking for the blocks.. trying our best to cover all the blocks.. its like some adventure tour.. haha ask me now bout e location of the blks i can tell u man.. i can rmb the structure of the area man... we started bout 10am ended bout 8pm.. but e breaks me took in e middle is like more den the time we work.. haha.. so we work bout 5 hours earn 50 plus.. haha.. good money.. so fun somemore.. only e ass pain like dunno wad baboom.. cuz sit on e bike cycle here n there.. super pain man.. jean's ass was worst cuz she took vien tt mini bike with the mini seat.. haa.. her ass was like ouch.. hahah think we're goin for more some other days.. n we can go take our pay anytime we wan.. one day bout 50.. hmm i work bout 1 week got 300 plus.. haa.. good money but a pain in e ass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear dear just call me.. we din talk much but talked for an hour.. not much content also.. dunno wad to say to each other.. cuz her life is church sch home study.. my life is slack go out vball.. all standard.. there will not be much happenings cuz we're not side by side with each other.. tt makes a whole lot of difference in our life.. at least to me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114252765521696374</id><published>2006-03-16T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T00:47:35.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yest had our 1st unofficial trg.. all sorts of pple were there.. wasnt tt nice cuz its so hard to coordinate all e diff kind of pple.. n e floor was terribly slippery.. totally cant move.. haa.. but its still a fresh team.. so it was like kinda weird.. n it was too slack.. cuz no coach was around.. dun even know is coach gonna change.. so i guess its gonna slack all e way till sch starts when everything is cfm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today brought grandma for check up at general hospital.. reached there bout 130.. den waited till 5 also haven see doctor.. tts like 3.5 hr.. wait until my grandparents cannot take it already den they keep pestering the nurse.. thank goodness i was like walking elsewhere for some fresh air if not so pai seh to be there when they were making a fuss over e long waiting time.. feel so sad for grandma.. here infection there infection.. worst thing is she dun even know wad is she suffering from.. cuz e doctor is like from philipines den she explain to me in english.. i also don really know how to translate to her cuz its to doctor lang.. only can abit abit.. den medical fees sum up to so much after taking so many jabs n doing so many test.. but also dunno wad to do when she tell me no money.. hais.. so e most most i can do is accompany her go for check ups.. spend as much time with her as possible.. n play mj with her.. hahha.. can see she really feel so happy playin mj.. i also happy.. i think wad old pple need is grandchildren spending lots of time with them.. haa.. i dont wanna regret anything next time.. so now i'll just spend time with them.. they happy i happy.. geeheehee...&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114201416832488422</id><published>2006-03-11T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T02:09:28.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got my results today.. until now still haven receive e sms from sch.. got to go online check it myself.. 1st thing when i reach the web i immediately look at mbs.. the sure fail paper.. haha.. thank God.. i've got a D.. haha.. but well for the rest.. its like C n D.. kind of terrible to everyone.. but seem fine to me.. hahah.. as long pass happy le.. e grades all exactly same as my coursework grade.. means my paper all just pass or even fail..aiya.. dont care bout yr 1 le la.. looking forward for next yr to start.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;marketing here i come !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;played friendly with united world college just now.. they not very good.. we won all e sets.. e place also quite stuffy.. almost died there.. was kind of a weird combi today.. but glad tt all could play together.. i hope tp trg can start soon.. getting so bored of not having a proper n rightful place to train n have fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt went ang keong n eat.. 175 joined us.. so many pple ate together.. haha weird combi again.. but not too bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some internal parts of my guitar is lost.. n i cant fix in one of the string.. sadness.. cant play with it. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i miss dear-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114201416832488422?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114155203709630298</id><published>2006-03-05T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T17:47:17.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night was one of my greatest night ever.. haa.. meeting up with sihui n janis.. digging up our past n talk thru e night till 2am.. it really feels good talking bout all our problems.. our life.. our sch or sch to be.. everything just excites me.. it feels like just yesterday we were praying together for our O level result n now its e end or yr 1 of poly life.. so fast.. n the time we spent together in msia.. just e 3 of us on our own walking all over e shopping malls shopping like mad.. n how we've change since last time.. it really feels good to spend time with ur old friends.. i want more!! more people next time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114088377087661766</id><published>2006-02-25T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T00:09:37.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night went vien hse.. me tiff n bel slept downstairs on e sofa.. we joined it up so tt we 3 can sleep with enough space.. den i go slp in e middle where e 2 sofas keep splitting.. nvm.. tt stupid bel so small took 1 whole bed.. with her hand over me n her leg hooking my leg.. i wanna move away also cannot.. den me n tiff so big got to squeeze in one side of e sofa.. stupid monster la.. take one whole thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning went trg.. b girls got friendly with AJC.. but we still went down.. den when we arrived den serene say sir ask us play also.. so we played.. 1st set was terrible.. cuz we all donkey yrs nv train le.. cant receive any 1st ball n stuff.. totally off.. den sir go tell vien say we not serious.. nv show respect to the opponent cuz we anyhow put the players.. n y he say tt? cuz i played middle.. cuz tiff cant play middle.. she cannot spike from there she die also dun wan play.. den i say i play la since i covering middle behind.. den front court tt time i get vien to block ma.. so wads with the anyhow put players.. no more players already cant he see.. n more over we how long nv play as a team? don say me.. vien tiff n serene how long nv play.. n we din even warm up n stuff.. nv do spiking anything just play.. think we wonder team ah.. so piss off k.. n i bet he din dare to say it to me cuz i will say my piece n walk out n not gg to go back again.. totally not appreciating us when we go back.. still say us.. to think i've like kind of decide not to change coach.. really making me think again.. not even me.. vien they all also say.. hais.. can u stop doin this to us.. one moment cold one moment hot.. dont wan u to end up the losing party cuz we nv done enough for u.. we really wanna try but den wad u doin? haiya.. stopping us.. n i dont mean only wad happen today.. many mnay more..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114088377087661766?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114088377087661766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114088377087661766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114088377087661766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114088377087661766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/02/last-night-went-vien-hse.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114070591566330212</id><published>2006-02-23T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T22:45:15.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah........... exams is finally over..!!! waited for this day for so long.. seems to have alot progs coming up.. finally all my agony in studying is over.. finally.. hopefully nothing goes wrong.. having serious lack of sleep.. slept at 530 am last night to study accounts.. don have time to study for the 2nd paper today.. so chiong during the 6 hours break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper started at 7pm.. was hoping can finish by 850 so can no need wait so long to rejoice.. haa.. was like rushing thru e paper cuz i dunno how to do so just write rubbish.. 1 qns 3 parts 1 ans.. haa.. sure got one part correct.. hope can pass can le la.. heart already flew away b4 i finish.. so quickly end off the sentence n leave e hall at 850..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now having good life cuz no more studying..its e best thing ever.. i must say.. tml gg vien hse to party.. will have lotsa fun with e gang. haa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114070591566330212?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114070591566330212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114070591566330212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114070591566330212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114070591566330212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/02/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-114054090069197289</id><published>2006-02-22T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T00:55:00.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought i was strong.. thinking to myself things aint tt bad without you.. i seem to appear silly to everyone.. feeling so sad over something that is still around just far away.. m i really tt silly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don think so after crying to myself just now.. n i really realise i miss you so much so much.. i really dunno wad to do.. i thought i'm fine but after reading ur msg u send me i start to feel everything again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear!! i really miss u so much.. more than wad i thought... it takes like one million msges from others to balance one msg from you.. wish tt u're beside me now n i will give u a biiiiiiiiiig hug.. feeling lonely still n now even worst.. with another thing added in or rather minus out of my life.. its like really really so much worst.. haisssssssssssss........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--wo hao xiang ni--&lt;br /&gt;--wo zhen de hao xiang ni--&lt;br /&gt;--wo zhen de fei chang hao xiang ni--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-13795576.post-114043181981947060</id><published>2006-02-20T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T18:36:59.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one down.. 4 more to go.. think today wan can get full marks lo.. hahah n tts wad i always say n final score is D.. haa.. tml is the killer paper.. MBS.. management business system if i not wrong.. its bout computer.. all e input output dunno wad crap la.. even thou study twice le but i cant rmb a thing.. target a D for tt.. pass very happy le.. after tml means left 2 more paper.. n on thurs i'll be free forever.. do all e things i wanna do like pei ing my ah ma.. she so lonely..so let the lonely me go pei her.. always call me ask me wanna play mj.. i reject her every week.. feel so bad.. so its time to spend some time with her.. bring her go her hospital's apponintment.. pei her go eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day sharon called me.. haa.. talk till i almost teared.. cuz i really miss her so much.. trying to keep myself busy to fill up the lonliness in me.. last time when i'm bored or wad i will msg her ask her wad she doin n stuff.. now when i pick up my phone i will den realise i cant msg her anymore.. my phone so quiet now.. no calls no msg. cuz 70% of my msges came from her.. hais.. but glad tt she settled down there le.. got a place to stay.. convenient place it seems.. opp one big mall.. haha good.. can buy things for me.. =) hahah n tt day when she called me she was already using her aust slang.. den i also unknowingly slang with her.. ahha.. only go few days only start to slang .. when she come back she wun be able to slang back to e singapore lei lo la lang anymore.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno will u see this but i really miss u so much.. thinkin of all e things we've done together.. every night i really wan pick up my phone to msg u goodnight but i cant.. everytime when i listen to the song 'you're not alone' by michael jackson i sure tear.. without u here with me in my life is just simply empty n un-colourful.. waiting for e day u're back.. quick alright.. be e smartest there den u can maybe skip a grade den less one yr.. haa..&lt;br /&gt;now is ur orientation week right.. enjoy urself.. make more friends esp guys.. haha.. best if its a black.. den my black n ur black shall fight n see hu blacker.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all e best for ur studies there n my exams here.. hope to hear from u soon.. take care.. muacks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-114043181981947060?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/114043181981947060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=114043181981947060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114043181981947060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/114043181981947060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-down.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-113984449891500566</id><published>2006-02-13T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T23:28:18.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear is gone.. e next time i will be seeing her will be10 months time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sent her off at the airport.. was a large turnout.. so many pple so messy.. maybe tt's y so many pple tt's y i din feel much when i was there.. it was until e last part when i saw her cry n hugging everyone i really felt it.. when she enter the custom thing my tears just flowed non stop.. my face turned super red..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt went to eat with bel n tiff.. everything just taste so plain.. eat finish went to the viewing gallery to look at her plane take off.. tears just coudnt come out.. all stuck inside.. took 34 till bel hse there..wait so long for 291 den i just decide to walk home.. took almost an hour to reach back.. seems like i've walk very long.. thinking all e good times we've shared.. n i started to tear non stop.. wanna call somebody to talk to but just dunno hu to call so i just walk on n on.. e road was like mine.. car coming straight at me i still walking at e same speed.. could not be bothered bout anything.. sat at the bus stop tt don have bus services to take a rest.. sit until got wan old man come tell me there got no bus service de.. he must be thinking i'm some mad kid who lost the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to start studying but just dunno where to start.. no mood to do so.. my head so pain so pain.. wanna sleep but cant close my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye dear.. take good care of yourself.. be smarter there.. don let pple take advantage of u.. don be so soft hearted because the world there is not for u to control.. i really really miss you n just cant wait for 10 months to be over.. love ya lots.. big big big hugs n kisses tt will fly to e plane u're at to comfort u.. MUACKS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-113984449891500566?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/113984449891500566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=113984449891500566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113984449891500566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113984449891500566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/02/dear-is-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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to help them into tp using vball.. gg to cut hair if got time.. its too messy.. n off to send dear at the airport in the night.. sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-113975564172530320?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/113975564172530320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=113975564172530320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113975564172530320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113975564172530320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-met-dear-to-pass-her-presents.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-113967663211252194</id><published>2006-02-12T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T00:50:32.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crying.. crying.. crying..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Breathe Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Have you wondered how it feels when it's all over?&lt;br /&gt;Wondered how it feels when you just have to start anew?&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing where you're going&lt;br /&gt;When you face a brand new day&lt;br /&gt;It used to be that way&lt;br /&gt;Now I just close my eyes and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to breathe again, learn to face the joy and pain&lt;br /&gt;Discover how to laugh a little, cry a little, live a little more&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna face the day, forget about the woes of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I hope a little, try a little more&lt;br /&gt;I’ll breathe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting out again is never easy&lt;br /&gt;Disappointments come and go but life still moves on&lt;br /&gt;With a bit of luck&lt;br /&gt;It’s a brand new start&lt;br /&gt;That might just work my way&lt;br /&gt;No need to walk away&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to live on life's replay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to breathe again, learn to face the joy and pain&lt;br /&gt;Discover how to laugh a little, cry a little, live a little more&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna face the day, forget about the woes of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I hope a little, try a little more&lt;br /&gt;I’ll breathe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will work out fine&lt;br /&gt;If you can find the courage to look past the night&lt;br /&gt;To see the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to breathe again, learn to face the joy and pain&lt;br /&gt;Discover how to laugh a little, cry a little, live a little more&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna face the day, forget about the woes of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I hope a little, try a little more&lt;br /&gt;I'll breathe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll breathe 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/13795576-113967663211252194?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/113967663211252194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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sad sad... just now went out with dear to the airport to send ziting off.. things seem to be piling up already.. at that moment when i saw her bid farewell n go in i just feel so sad.. not because she's gg but cux i know this thing is gonna happen on mon.. dunno wad to do.. there will be so many pple there n i know i sure cry.. but so afraid to let pple see the weak me.. even for now i already starting to feel scared.. dunno wad to do also.. hais.. so sad.. can anybody help me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these 2 days had been spending time with her.. every moment was deeply cherished in my heart.. gonna be kept there forever.. thinking of her got to leave me for like 4 yrs is just so unthinkable.. the silly things we did today n yesterday is just so silly.. time is really runnign too fast.. i haven do the things i need to do for her n give her.. din know things would happen so fast haven really think of wad to buy for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so tired now at 4 am.. playing cards with tiff n jacinth.. entertaining them b4 they go take their results tml.. haha.. all the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--3 days!!-- friday... saturday... sunday.. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-113951555340274070?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/113951555340274070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=113951555340274070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113951555340274070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113951555340274070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/02/sad-sad-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-113941845186285626</id><published>2006-02-09T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T01:16:37.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So happy.. finally went out with dear today.. one last time before she flies to aust on mon.. everything just feel normal.. just like a normal outing we always had but i know tt's gonna be our last n e next one will be 10months time.. she keep saying is very fast very fast.. i look left look right also not fast.. 10months is so long man.. nobody is there to love me n care for me for the next 10 months.. i will just die!! hais hais hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to ajisen to eat.. super ultra spicy e volcano noodles.. eat till my lips swell like hotdog.. haa.. den bought a pair of converse ORANGE shoes.. its a little high cut.. not say very nice the cut but hu cares when its orange.. just buy.. the perfect one i was looking for previously.. i mean the colour.. if its the normal ht den it will be awesome.. but its only 29.90.. so just buy.. don even need to think.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk arnd orchard for a while.. saw another haivanas slippers.. think its green.. not bad.. but wait for dear to fly off den i buy cuz she always dont understand y i like this kinda wash toilet looking slippers.. hahahah.. she bought her wallet from fossil.. i wanna buy tt for her but she dont wan.. so now i dunno wad m i gonna get for her.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/1600/DSC00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/1227/320/DSC00024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tts Shabie.. my new toy.. dear bought tt for me so tt i can think of her when i look at shabie..it's a guy.. cuz its so cute.. its so black but i love it.. my first soft toy in dunno how many donkey yrs.. haa.. kawaii desu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also bought this bracelet.. engraved both of our chinese name which is the same on it.. &lt;br /&gt;looking at shabie n e bracelet just makes me feel tt time is really not on my side.. i can no longer control it.. heart is starting to tear as the time keeps ticking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--4 days!!-- thursday... friday... saturday... sunday... goodbye =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-113941845186285626?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-113889977011157278</id><published>2006-02-03T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T01:02:50.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CNY is just so fun.. all e gathering all e fun.. all e karaoke at eve hse was so fun.. haha.. holding on to e mic n sing n sing n sing.. tone deaf or not who cares.. just sing till ur throat burst.. hahaha.. really had fun these few days thou keep seeing the same pple.. but yeah was really nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 more days n u r gone.. so fast so fast.. i really wanna spend more time with u but just so hard when u n i r pack with so many things.. next week totally burn away cuz of some course.. i dunno wad to do for u.. haven prepare anything.. wad shld i buy for u i've got no idea..something tt u look n will think of me.. there's nothing but orange things.. hahaha.. will bomb u with tons of orange stuff when u leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai.......... hai........... hai........... do anybody know how am i feeling now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am feeling so tired now.. super tired.. close my eyes n i will sleep deeply instantly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--10 days!!--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-113889977011157278?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/113889977011157278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=113889977011157278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113889977011157278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113889977011157278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/02/cny-is-just-so-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-113844123886005224</id><published>2006-01-28T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T17:40:38.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IVP is finally and really over.. n we got 2nd.. yeah.. feeling so contented already.. thou we din really play well for the last game but haa.. i think to reach finals was really a big bonus for the team.. like wad i told eve.. we dont really seem to feel and realise tt IVP is over cuz this period of time is just so busy.. so fast we r celebrating CNY.. looking at the medal just make me feel so wooo.. shiok.. hahaha.. but i still refuse to accept e fact tt pple r gonna leave the team.. this team is nv gonna play again.. all e ups and downs we went through was like un countable.. just within these few months or rather only 2 months of being together as a team we experienced so many things.. its truly remarkable.. things r gonna change.. pple who r left in e team aint even sure of their future..they don even know whether can they make it or rather can e team make it.. don even know do they really wanna play anymore.. hais.. so many many.. to say the truth i m really scared esp when u guys r leaving.. i'm scared i dunno how to handle the diff grp of pple in e team.. wad if everyone get together n throw me away?? how sad.. haa. this may not be happening soon but i can already foresee some stuff tt's gonna happen.. where m i n who m i gonna put my trust into?? hmm after saying so much maybe i'm thinking too much n too early.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a more impt thing for me to think n mourn now.. haa.. now still not in e mood to start mourning.. after CNY i will mourn everyday le.. singing hundreds of songs at eve hse last night was amazing.. her karaoke was fantastic other den the screen which was spoilt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno wad else to say now.. waiting for my tuan yuan fan to start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big CONGRATS to my dearest team who made our 2nd chance real.. indeed we fought our way into e finals.. thou we did not win it but we r all winners.. just go stare at e medal u've got n u will know how blessed we r to get tt.. hehehe.. wish u all all e best in wadever u all gonna do cuz i guess for alot of u all i wun be seeing u guys or meet up with u all so.. all e best in ur studies n projects n work.. n happy happy new year n i shall see u all at eve hse on tues.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-113829177465662162</id><published>2006-01-26T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T00:09:34.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this shall be my last blog before IVP ends this year.. i am so excited yet calm for tml's game.. just have this peace in me tt e team will play well n enjoy.. winning or losing is no longer impt for tml's game cuz just feel like we r all winners already.. getting into bonus is already a big bonus for us.. so winning is ultimate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml is my last game with all my dearies.. eve, carol, qian, shan n jelly.. not feeling sad is fake de la.. so gonna miss u guys so much.. so......... i will play my best for u all.. don care where pain i go all e way le.. nothing to lose anyways.. so might as well fight with no regrets.. u guys fight it with me too k.. make tml's game e most memorable of all.. we end off this IVP well alright.. wrap it up nicely.. too many miracles happened to us already.. which makes this team unforgettable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherishing u guys right from e start was wad i know n now its time to let go its hard.. but i am really happy all these is gonna end well.. love me n miss me always k cuz i love u guys super alot.. muack (x5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** carol.. cheer up right now ok.. don bring in things tt r not needed into e court tml.. past few days having so much faith really led us so far.. so dont dont dont break it now.. cherish this last game with me n e team k.. i have faith in u tt u can do it.. rmb.. "Here i go again!!" so dont stumble n fall now.. Jia you ba =) BB loves u forever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--18 days--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-113829177465662162?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/113829177465662162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=113829177465662162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113829177465662162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113829177465662162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-shall-be-my-last-blog-before-ivp.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-113812387596037070</id><published>2006-01-25T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T01:31:16.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehehehehehehhhehhhee.. tt's all i am feeling now.. sooooooo happy.. TP girls is in e finals already.. match with SP was great.. not e winning tt really make me feel so happy but instead how God lead us n how well the team play.. e team was super high man.. shouting like crazy esp qian.. hahaha.. shout until no voice.. but the team really did cherish hard this second chance.. when we were lagging behind everyone just really fought it back.. running after balls like crazing.. spiking n whacking into empty places like crazy n jumping n block like crazy.. everybody just went crazy.. so did my right knee.. pain from the first pt till now.. ice my leg for so long just to realise i ice e wrong part got to re ice it again.. but still cant bend.. but nvm.. i m feeling too happy to bother bout e pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so amazing how we can move so far.. from nothing until now fighting in the finals.. win or lose does not matter anymore.. cuz playing in e finals is really a bonus for us.. so i dunno winning is call wad le.. fri is the last game this team is ever playing together.. so come on everybody.. fight all u can.. really fight.. we win glorious and if we were to lose we lose it gloriously as well.. there's nothing to lose anyway.. its either a 1st or a 2nd.. so just give ur best.. don ever regret anything u do tt day.. most importantly "be humble"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good job girls.. so happy to see everyone so happy.. fight fight fight.. have the faith in all tt we do.. believe in e things unseen.. jia you for fri ba.. i love u team to bits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to my dear eve!! muacks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-113812387596037070?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/113812387596037070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=113812387596037070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113812387596037070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113812387596037070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/01/hehehehehehehhhehhhee.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-113795020656080355</id><published>2006-01-23T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T01:16:46.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another meaningful and impacting verse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Cor 1:8-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not want you to be uninformed brothers about the hardships we suffered in the province of Asia. We were under great pressure, far beyond our ability to endure, so that we despaired even of life. Indeed in our hearts we felt the sentence of death. But this happened tt we might not rely on ourselves but on God, who raises the dead. He has delivered us from such a deadly peril, and he will deliver us. On him we have set our hope tt he will continue to deliver us, as u help us by your prayers. Then many will give thanks on our behalf for the gracious favor granted us in answer to the prayers of many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--22 days-- (not prepared at all)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-113795020656080355?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/113795020656080355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=113795020656080355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113795020656080355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113795020656080355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-meaningful-and-impacting-verse.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-113787346050432811</id><published>2006-01-22T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T03:57:40.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>opps.. correction for the previous post.. shld be hebrews 11:1 not matthew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-113787346050432811?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/113787346050432811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=113787346050432811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113787346050432811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113787346050432811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/01/opps.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13795576.post-113786386384386498</id><published>2006-01-22T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T01:17:43.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am now super happy.. over excited.. totally surprised for the miracle tt just took place.. its like truly amazing.. TP girls r thru the next round.. praise the Lord!! we really dunno wad really happy but our dear khartini told us we r in cuz of a rule in IVP.. my goodness.. i m super shock.. its like unbelievable.. if u pple outside there think tt its unfair n think tt we the host n e home team did something i'm sorry.. u guys r wrong.. cuz this rule was written black n white.. n thus we r in.. the rule is explained in eve's blog.. hahah but wadever it is we r in.. its like so thank God.. until now me carol n eve still cant believe the miracle tt just took place.. there's so mnay things we could not understand.. from e start y we lose NYP 1 set.. n wad stop sir from sub-ing the main team in.. y we played well for NUS but stil can lose 3 sets n even one got thrash.. n how can can we lose to NTU when we actually din played badly.. was in fact alright.. its like no matter how hard we fight nothing went our way.. i mean its like how can all these be happening to us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n sir called eve last night after our game n told us something about this rule thing but ask us not to put too much hope in it but just keep our faith n pray.. so me n carol keep telling each other keep on praying pray n pray till the verdict is out.. so this morning i prayed n prayed saying the same old line for like super long. went church.. heard something amazing.. shall elaborate another day.. but its like so unbelievable till my jaw was like dropping.. but all i can say guys now is keep the faith still n fight on all the way.. we r like a team who just made a round at the gates of hell maybe not so serious but yeah somehting like tt.. so now we r not afraid of ANYTHING cuz we really been thru the worst.. so come on team.. lets fight o all the way as a team.. n i mean as a team.. no more individual plays inside.. n wadever result we got at the end be thankful.. cuz everything will be better den wad was before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let me end off with this wonderful verse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mat 11:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Faith is being sure of what we hope for n certain of what we do not see"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN!! I LOVE U SO MUCH.. THANK YOU LORD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--23 DAYS--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13795576-113786386384386498?l=bebble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/feeds/113786386384386498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13795576&amp;postID=113786386384386498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113786386384386498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13795576/posts/default/113786386384386498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebble.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-now-super-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>bebble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05791625937218583899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
