<?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-1001614532001904258</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:03:14.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cariokay</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-7041605986059592561</id><published>2010-04-23T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:17:49.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of Stuffs</title><content type='html'>"Our enormously productive economy... demands that we make consumption our way of life, that we convert the buying and use of goods into rituals, that we seek our spiritual satisfaction, our ego satisfaction, in consumption... we need things consumed, burned up, replaced and discarded at an ever-accelerating rate"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"99% of the things we buy is thrashed within 6 months of purchase... Today, we consume twice as much as a decade ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1/3 of our natural resources are gone... 40% of our water ways are undrinkable... 80% of our natural forest have collapsed... At Amazon, 2000 trees are cut down in a minute..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deluded and selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"100000 synthetic chemicals are used and 1/2 are not tested."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Toxic chemicals such as Brominated Flame Retardants (BFR) are used in appliances, pillows et cetera as &amp;nbsp;it prevent fire."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wastage and exploitation of Earth serves as a double-edged sword. As we harm our environment with our , passionate consumption patterns, we are feeding the system that ultimately harms our health, physically and mentally, and erodes the ecosystem specifically designed for us to live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet we go ahead with the consumption, neglect investment into better transportation, better education and more. Why? Because of perceived obsolences and planned obsolences. Producers design and plan to &amp;nbsp;have products made in such a way that things can get chucked and made useless in as short a time as possible. Then the media consistently pounds on us the recurring message that what we have now is not good, not enough and it's going to be disgusting to be caught not following up with the trend. At the end of it all, the solution to this perceived problem is shopping. So we continue to shop, work, shop, consume and allow this unworkable system to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more details on what you can do and research on this topic, visit:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://storyofstuff.org/"&gt;Story of Stuffs Project&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-7041605986059592561?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/7041605986059592561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2010/04/story-of-stuffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7041605986059592561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7041605986059592561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2010/04/story-of-stuffs.html' title='Story of Stuffs'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-5949424833800666834</id><published>2010-04-09T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T06:30:07.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out peace.facebook.com&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There includes a longer list of companies or individuals working under the same project for the same cause- to advocate and take actions to work towards peace in the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-5949424833800666834?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/5949424833800666834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2010/04/check-out-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5949424833800666834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5949424833800666834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2010/04/check-out-peace.html' title=''/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-60314624682341505</id><published>2010-04-09T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T05:49:02.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WALMART (listed as an innovative company)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;October 2005:&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then-CEO Lee Scott announces ambitious goals: create zero waste, use only renewable energy, and sell products that sustain the environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;Reusable Bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;September 2008:&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Commits to reduce its global plastic shopping-bag waste by 33% over five years (that's 9 billion bags). The next month, it introduces a 50-cent reusable shopping bag in U.S. stores. By the end of the first year, it had used 2.5 billion fewer bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;Greener Lightbulbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;August 2006:&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aims to sell 100 million compact fluorescent lightbulbs in 12 months. Despite the higher price tag, it sells 137 million&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.fastcompany.com/magazine/108/open_lightbulbs.html" style="color: #003366; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;CFLs&lt;/a&gt;, which use 75% less energy than incandescents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Read more at:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.fastcompany.com/mic/2010/profile/walmart"&gt;Fast Company: Walmart #9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;The coolest part about all these is that these are actions WE as ordinary humans can take. We may not have enough money to install solar panels but we certainly can spare 50cents to invest in a reusable bag.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Geneva; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;So we should follow the lead of big companies such as these in cultivating greener habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-60314624682341505?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/60314624682341505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2010/04/walmart-listed-as-innovative-company.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/60314624682341505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/60314624682341505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2010/04/walmart-listed-as-innovative-company.html' title='WALMART (listed as an innovative company)'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-8257827681785242513</id><published>2010-04-03T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T08:40:21.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autistic Kids</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, sorry for the terrible and inexcusable lack of updates! School's been so taxing these days that (although it's really just an excuse) I haven't been able to scamper through the webpages of the infinitely expansive pool of information the internet has to offer to find volunteering opportunities and anything else related to the community and servicing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, today I attended Raffles Girl's Secondary School's (RGS) concert, which is a Service Learning (SL) project by Team Awesome. It's to raise awareness on Autistic patients. A section of the concert consisted of a short lecture by Serene, a spokesperson from St. Andrew's Autism Centre. She mentioned a few facts that hit me hard and left an impression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Autism cannot be cured and there are no known causes of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. 1 in 190 Singaporeans are hit with Autism and males outnumber females by 4:1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Autism patients with mental retardation and IQ of less than 50 will need instituitional care for the rest of their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Autism patients have sensitive sensory skills. For example, the whirring of the fan or the simple tapping of our fingers on the keyboard will result in a amplified sound ringing at their ear, which then impairs their learning capabilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Autism patients go after a routined life as they lead an unpredictable life. As a result, they seem to be exceptionally neat as they close windows or push in chairs after use.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the concert, I am compelled to extend my services to them. A primary motivation is that stuffs that are mandatory or simple to us could be an impossible feat to them. We're too satisfied with our current lifestyle and take many things for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quoting a member of Team Awesome, "I enjoy the little things the most. Enjoy everything, including homework."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you'd like to help them, you can start with St Andrew's Autism Centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sach.org.sg/"&gt;http://www.sach.org.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They welcome volunteers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-8257827681785242513?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/8257827681785242513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2010/04/autistic-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/8257827681785242513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/8257827681785242513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2010/04/autistic-kids.html' title='Autistic Kids'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-1182812918763089245</id><published>2010-04-03T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T08:27:01.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRAVEL GREEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: verdana, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="datetools" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 800px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="storycontent" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; 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padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="mxb" style="font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sh" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial; font-size: 2.4em; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 5px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Woodland attractions make it onto the Green Travel List&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td class="storybody" style="display: block; 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margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Green Dragon roller-coaster" border="0" height="170" hspace="0" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/47575000/jpg/_47575165_coaster226.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;" vspace="0" width="226" /&gt;&lt;div class="cap" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;The world's only energy-saving roller-coaster at GreenWoods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="first" style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two Gwynedd attractions have been named among the 'greenest' places to visit in the world.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;GreenWood Forest Park, Felinheli, and Coed-y-Brenin visitor centre, Dolgellau, made it on to the Green Travel List alongside enterprises in Ibiza, Ethiopia and New Zealand which all have one thing in common, their enthusiasm for environmentally-sustainable tourism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"The aim is to help travellers find a greener holiday," said Richard Hammond of greentraveller.co.uk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;He explained that the recently published list does not single out individual winners: "Instead the idea is to provide a comprehensive list of a wide range of travel and tourism companies who have convinced us that sustainability is at the heart of their business."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Stephen Bristow, owner of the GreenWood Forest Park, has had his business's carbon footprint in mind since the 1990s when constructing their main building out of locally-sourced green oak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;He's also a firm believer in the visitors using their own energy to power the park, as they do on the people-powered roller-coaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"It's the only one in the world that generates more power than it uses," said Stephen of the ride, which uses a combination of funicular-railway technology and gravity to get up some speed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 231px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="5"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" hspace="0" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/shared/img/o.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" vspace="0" width="5" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="sibtbg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #ececec; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="mva" style="font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="mva" style="font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="13" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/bbclocal/img/start_quote.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;" width="24" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Creating such a masterpiece in the middle of a forest was no mean achievement&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img align="right" alt="" border="0" height="13" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/bbclocal/img/end_quote.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;" vspace="0" width="23" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mva" style="font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mva" style="font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;John Taylor, Coed y Brenin Visitor Centre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mva" style="font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"The visitors walk up a hill, get in a cabin on rails where their weight drives them down and in turn, pulls the coaster cars up the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"So they walk back up the hill to get in the coaster cars and we give them a push. It may sound complicated, but it only takes four minutes and works really well."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The park also uses recycled slate on the paths and rainwater to flush the toilets. But Stephen always thinks they could do better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"There are always things we should be doing," he admitted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"The kitchen waste goes to landfill because of the rules and regulations. You can only get past them by buying a very expensive machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"And we often have one-off environmental costs when we install things. The new play barn has a lot of plastic in it, but the equipment has a long lifespan, so the environmental cost is spread over ten years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 226px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Coed y Brenin visitors centre" border="0" height="170" hspace="0" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/47575000/jpg/_47575148_cyb_vc226.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;" vspace="0" width="226" /&gt;&lt;div class="cap" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;Locally-sourced food is used in the centre's cafe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"But we would be interested in generating our own electricity."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Locally-sourced wood was also used to build Coed y Brenin's visitor centre in a bid to blend into the environment, have low visual impact and be based on a footprint that would be as small as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Heated by a woodchip boiler, the centre gets all its water from its very own borehole and recycles all waste by way of a peat bio-filter system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Forestry Commission Wales recreation manager John Taylor, who looks after the centre, said: "The sustainability of the centre and its low carbon footprint was uppermost in our minds when we designed the building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"Creating such a masterpiece in the middle of a forest was no mean achievement and we are absolutely thrilled that our efforts have been recognised by inclusion in the &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/travel/series/green-list-2010"&gt;Green Travel List&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;BBC: North West Walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="lu" style="color: #666666; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Page last updated at&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;14:28 GMT, Thursday, 1 April 2010 15:28 UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: none; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/local/northwestwales/hi/people_and_places/nature/newsid_8599000/8599118.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/local/northwestwales/hi/people_and_places/nature/newsid_8599000/8599118.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-1182812918763089245?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/1182812918763089245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2010/04/travel-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/1182812918763089245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/1182812918763089245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2010/04/travel-green.html' title='TRAVEL GREEN'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4245791890463532712</id><published>2010-01-30T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T23:54:05.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Local enterprises you should support! : )</title><content type='html'>Taken and summarised from Urban 29/1/2010&lt;br /&gt;There are more junking, donating and recycling opportunities on the newspaper itself. &lt;br /&gt;Read for more information. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Clothes and bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minds Good As New Charity Shop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;800 Margaret Drive, tel: 64741043&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What: This charity shop, which supports the Movement for the Intellectually Disabled of Singapore, accepts unwanted lightly worn clothing, jewellery, bags and shoes. The money raised is used to fund Mind's projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements: Items should not be too big or bulky and should be in a decent condition. Rejected items are given to the rag-and-bone man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How: The shop is open only on Tuesdays and Thursdays, 10.30am to 3pm, but clothings can be deposited in the donation box outside the store anytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessings in A Bag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comics Mart, 02-05 Serene Centre, tel: 64664213 (11am to 8pm daily)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scape Youth Centre lobby, 113 Somerset Road, tel: 67354144 (10am to 10pm from Tuesday to Sunday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Email: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:blessingsinabag@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blessingsinabag@gmail.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blessingsinabag.org/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.blessingsinabag.org&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What: A local non-profit organisation founded in 2007 by 987FM DJ Emily Teng, 23. Donated new or used children's and adult clothing- and also blankets, first aid kits and toys- are sent to the needy in Asia including Cambodia, Indonesia and the Phillipines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements: Will take all clothings but ask yourself first if you would wear the item yourself or give it to your own child or a friend to wear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How: Drop off the items at the venues stated above. Timings available are listed in brackets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New2U&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore Council of Women's Organisations Centre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;96 Waterloo Street, New2U Shop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tel: 68370611&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scwo.org.sg/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.scwo.org.sg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What: Run by volunteers, this thrift shop set up in 2000 sells pre-loved cl;othing to raise money for Star Shelter, a refuge for abused women and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements: When dropping them off, mark the items "Donation for New2U". Items must be of clean and wearable conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How: Drop the items off at SCWO lobby between 9am and 6pm, Mondays to Fridays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Books and magazines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recyclingpoint.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.recyclingpoint.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Kallang Ave, 08-12 Kallang Bahru Complex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tel: 62935250&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;email: &lt;a href="mailto:enquiry@recyclingpoint.com.sg"&gt;enquiry@recyclingpoint.com.sg&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What: This 19-year-old company offers regular collection of recyclable materials such as waste paper and books from both homes and offices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How: THOSE WITH LARGE QUANTITIES OF PAPER PRODUCTS (BIG STASH OF OLD BOOKS AND MAGAZINES) can buy a white recycling bin from the firm for $75. These will be collected weekly, fortnightly or monthly, depending on the amount of recyclable material generated in the area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This service is not available to those living is HDB flats but the company offers free pick-up service to any household that accumulates at least 100kg of paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NLB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Library Supply Centre, 3 Changi South Street 2,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Level 2 Xilin Districentre Building B,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tel: 65467275&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;email: &lt;a href="mailto:gifts_exchange@nlb.gov.sg"&gt;gifts_exchange@nlb.gov.sg&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements: It is particularly interested in materials on Singapore and South-east Asia. Fiction titles are generally not accepted except those on Singapore or by Singaporean Authors. For a full list of guidelines on NLB's selection policy, log on to &lt;a href="http://www.nl.sg/"&gt;http://www.nl.sg/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How: Log on to &lt;a href="http://www.deposit.nl.sg/"&gt;http://www.deposit.nl.sg/&lt;/a&gt; and submit a list of titles you wish to donate on the "donate from public" page, together with your particulars. Post or drop off books at the Library Supply Centre. It provides a free pick-up service for those who are donating 100 or more books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fei Yue Family Service Centre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tel' 64142162&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;email: &lt;a href="mailto:fsccck@fycs.org"&gt;fsccck@fycs.org&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What: The organisation was founded by the Chinese Christian Mission in 1991 and currently has 10 brances that provide a range of services, including family counselling, elderly care and childcare programmes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements: The books should be in usable condition and the organisation has asked for books suitable for children aged two to six for its Early Intervention Programmes for Childcare and Infants (EIPIC) (For more information: &lt;a href="http://www.fycs.org/index.cfm?GPID=109"&gt;http://www.fycs.org/index.cfm?GPID=109&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How: Donors should drop their books off a the EIPIC Centre at Block 101 Jurong East Street 13, 01-188. The Centre operates from 8am to 5.30pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-4245791890463532712?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4245791890463532712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2010/01/local-enterprises-you-should-support.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4245791890463532712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4245791890463532712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2010/01/local-enterprises-you-should-support.html' title='Local enterprises you should support! : )'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4105811290603270237</id><published>2009-12-16T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:19:23.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SynbDC7LmDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xhs04TD_I7Y/s1600-h/3968591569_40f805ffb8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416100872260917298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SynbDC7LmDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xhs04TD_I7Y/s320/3968591569_40f805ffb8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/oxfam/sets/72157622363510821/"&gt;Safia (38) is from Adamitullu Jiddo Kombolcha district in Ethiopia. A combination of environmental degradation, prolonged drought and bursts of heavy rain has decimated her herd of cattle and her crops. Safia has been forced to sell off some land to put food on the table and has had to send some of her children to live with relatives elsewhere. The destruction of her family has been particularly devastating for her. Safia is a community activist who has been in promoting tree planting as a way to preserve the soils and has given testimony at a local climate hearing.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;GIVES PEOPLE HOPE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it makes me think. If these people are going beyond conventional behaviour to fight for their survival, why should we give up so easily?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-4105811290603270237?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4105811290603270237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4105811290603270237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4105811290603270237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SynbDC7LmDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xhs04TD_I7Y/s72-c/3968591569_40f805ffb8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-1287599444126558407</id><published>2009-11-26T01:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:37:38.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unfoundation.org/global-issues/climate-and-energy/its-getting-personal/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unfoundation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; for posts regarding what people will miss most if the world ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-1287599444126558407?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/1287599444126558407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/11/check-out-unfoundation-for-posts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/1287599444126558407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/1287599444126558407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/11/check-out-unfoundation-for-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4501690440685899140</id><published>2009-11-01T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:50:59.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cariokay.tumblr.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going to use Tumblr for future blog postings and Blogger for postings about volunteer work. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-4501690440685899140?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4501690440685899140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/11/cariokaytumblrcom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4501690440685899140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4501690440685899140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/11/cariokaytumblrcom.html' title='cariokay.tumblr.com'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4696025700687129031</id><published>2009-10-28T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T01:58:26.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's my map?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SugHIUp3ynI/AAAAAAAAAPI/WOAcJVg-CIw/s1600-h/tumblr_koqf65SMsW1qzink2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397571992968219250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SugHIUp3ynI/AAAAAAAAAPI/WOAcJVg-CIw/s320/tumblr_koqf65SMsW1qzink2o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look at all the posts about leaving 4H and ROD goodbyes and I feel so numb. I've spent a big part of the time worrying about other's judgement, about results and studies, about being the perfect daughter, that I've completely forgotten about listening to others. Now that time is running short and there's no repeat, I regret. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I regret not having been a better friend, a better platoon mate or a better specialist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I could have been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-4696025700687129031?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4696025700687129031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheres-my-map.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4696025700687129031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4696025700687129031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheres-my-map.html' title='Where&apos;s my map?'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SugHIUp3ynI/AAAAAAAAAPI/WOAcJVg-CIw/s72-c/tumblr_koqf65SMsW1qzink2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-1160315996610462679</id><published>2009-10-27T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T01:14:24.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHINGZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;AM VERY GUAIZ ONE OK~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT'S 3.20PM AND I'M ALR HOME.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been surfing the web and found many interesting (which includes reactions of shock, surprise, mockery, embarrassed and funny). &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Yogurt 的中文名字是“酸奶”。&lt;a href="http://blog.omy.sg/bee/"&gt;bee_living&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I NEVER KNEW OK. Either way, dont you think it sounds strange and funny at the same time? Imagine going into a convenience store and asking for “酸奶”。I dont have a discrimination against chinese words but this... is just weird. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. "有人看到我，一眼就看得出， 我不是本地人，问说：“是新加坡人还是马来西亚人吧？”。&lt;br /&gt;我很惊讶，我已经尽量掩饰口音上的不同，也不多话。&lt;br /&gt;我笑问，是怎么被发现的？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;她说：“因为中国人比较好看。”&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;a href="http://blog.omy.sg/bee/"&gt;bee_living&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I can count with my hands the number of people who agree with this statement! Maybe they're pretty (since the paragraph continues to speak of their lovely skin) but under my definition of beauty, the number of China citizens who are considered pretty are not much. However, those who have exercised considerable courage, determination, emotional resilience, friendliness and respect are definitely present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is no discrimination of nationality intended. It's purely an innocent and restricted judgement on my part.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. "I HOPE EVERYONE OF YOU SCORE BADLY TOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just like how I hope everybody would become fat pigs so I would be the only non-obese one,&lt;br /&gt;which makes me slim due to perception change!&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice?&lt;br /&gt;Call me a selfish bitch (like Daryl always does) or whatever,&lt;br /&gt;but don't you secretly feel this way toooooo?&lt;br /&gt;search your inner self -&lt;br /&gt;reach deeeeeeep into your bloody heart with those dirty, unmanicured fingers.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon, yknw you're on my side!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Daphne&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No it wont be nice and I definitely do not think that wn if I reach deep into my bloody heart). Hoping people are stupid wont make you any smarter. Such a sweeping and perception-based statement makes you sound juvenile and ridiculous. So, my response is: Dont be lame. You're not cute. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. I JUST COULDNT HELP IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hardly see someone so OK with being so bitchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some people just dont consider that people find them sexy because they reveal too much.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Tuition teacher (TT); me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TT: So, how was your results?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me: ok loh. I failed my chinese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TT: haiz, how about your math?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me: A1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TT: yeah this paper seemed easy; my other student also got A1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how about your sciences?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me: I got B3 for chem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TT: huh so bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me: uhhhhhh.. yeah.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Y)(Y)(Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To begin with, that was my brother's tuition teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep forgetting that exams are over and holidays are coming~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-1160315996610462679?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/1160315996610462679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/shingz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/1160315996610462679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/1160315996610462679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/shingz.html' title='SHINGZ'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-1203169181871611254</id><published>2009-10-26T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T06:22:40.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live like we're dying- Kris Allen (Y) (Y) (Y)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SuWhCyZEDlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Tpyk4FiVBik/s1600-h/tumblr_ks4hz31bye1qzycn0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396896797732114002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SuWhCyZEDlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Tpyk4FiVBik/s320/tumblr_ks4hz31bye1qzycn0o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "my future is undefined"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Danielle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kiemel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's chronically ill and has to undergo treatment daily, which causes her pain. However, she's really cool! She takes a picture of her life everyday and post them on her blog because to her, "every moment is precious". A few days ago, it struck me that we're all going to die (not talking about 2012) someway or another. Like Danielle's, all our futures are undefined. We just never really know the limitations of time before death is imminent. The funniest thing is that we know that we're flawed this way but none of us know it enough to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-1203169181871611254?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/1203169181871611254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/live-like-were-dying-kris-allen-y-y-y.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/1203169181871611254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/1203169181871611254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/live-like-were-dying-kris-allen-y-y-y.html' title='Live like we&apos;re dying- Kris Allen (Y) (Y) (Y)'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SuWhCyZEDlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Tpyk4FiVBik/s72-c/tumblr_ks4hz31bye1qzycn0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-6421535984797326738</id><published>2009-10-25T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T07:49:21.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman doesnt rescue us from the pain within ourselves</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SuRi2UO_2EI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_kZIxO05oGA/s1600-h/3371759725_59191dc6eb_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396546938780768322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SuRi2UO_2EI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_kZIxO05oGA/s320/3371759725_59191dc6eb_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been sleeping past 11pm lately; such a horrid habit I'm cultivating. To be really fair, I've been up preparing ROD presents, Delta presents and 4H farewell presents OK. I'm planning to get something really simple yet sincere! Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To NCC09: Thanks like mad for all your lovely presents! They were really creative and majorly cute. I like the way y'll sort of standardised all the presents (they look similiar). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To Charlie09: ROD was amazing! Good job xmuch! The MCs were gaying with each other on stage loh~ But I like the partB dance+scare Qixin+dinner a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To Delta09: Needless to say further, y'll are love forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To Bravo09: Continue to shine ok! I'm sure you'd have great loads of fun from the time we step down to the time y'll prepare for spec course and finally to the time y'll ROD. It's going to be an amazing experience (one in a million) and those who'd matter the most in your NCC life are the ones right beside you now- your platoon mates! So treasure whatever time y'll have and &lt;strong&gt;continue to be shooting stars&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/1001614532001904258-6421535984797326738?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/6421535984797326738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/superman-doesnt-rescue-us-from-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6421535984797326738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6421535984797326738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/superman-doesnt-rescue-us-from-pain.html' title='Superman doesnt rescue us from the pain within ourselves'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SuRi2UO_2EI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_kZIxO05oGA/s72-c/3371759725_59191dc6eb_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4247040618879398187</id><published>2009-10-20T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T06:36:45.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on my mind like an ipod on replay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/St2741fkV0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/-IzY-AQOTU0/s1600-h/19102009146.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/St27tBhphgI/AAAAAAAAAN4/D8FjV3YzFY4/s1600-h/19102009144.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOOK DAMN DISGUSTING BUT SHUWEI LOOKS DARMNED CUTE HERE DONT YOU THINK DONT YOU THINK?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/St27rfrhctI/AAAAAAAAANw/kmErnWiG8_I/s1600-h/19102009147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394674284572537554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/St27rfrhctI/AAAAAAAAANw/kmErnWiG8_I/s320/19102009147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was at Feei's house all Monday preparing company's ROD present. (Y)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. been angsty. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. hate my results.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3. hate myself for being so hopelessly pampered. I'm afraid of the dark and too lazy to take public transport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4. disgusted by blinded people&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5. find it unfair how people who spend time oogling over their new infatuations can get better results than those that studied&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-4247040618879398187?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4247040618879398187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-my-mind-like-ipod-on-replay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4247040618879398187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4247040618879398187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-my-mind-like-ipod-on-replay.html' title='on my mind like an ipod on replay'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/St27rfrhctI/AAAAAAAAANw/kmErnWiG8_I/s72-c/19102009147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-3387577114615470855</id><published>2009-10-17T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T03:39:27.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at archives for other posts! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6KAxCW33PCw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6KAxCW33PCw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakeven- The Script (Y)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1IVVcmRKIyI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1IVVcmRKIyI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replay- IYAZ (Y)(Y)&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-3387577114615470855?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/3387577114615470855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-at-archives-for-other-posts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3387577114615470855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3387577114615470855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-at-archives-for-other-posts.html' title='Look at archives for other posts! :)'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-8520003956073955713</id><published>2009-10-17T02:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T03:25:23.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel like an old woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont mean it in a literal sense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont feel like I'm pale and wrinkly; or sick and weak. I dont feel experienced and wise. I dont think I've an old hubby or a family of kids. I dont think I'm at ease with myself and assured of my identity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel trapped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's a million things I want to say or do but I never do so because of decorum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're told not to let ourselves lose too much. We're told to maintain our image. We're told to get the best in everything. We're told to make ourselves look slim and pretty. We're told to adhere to convention. We're told of how to exist, not how to live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHO DECIDED WHAT'S DECORUM ANYW? It doesnt make sense. We keep wanting to please others but what for? For friends? If they're defining who you should be, they're not really your friends I believe. For more money, better career, bigger house, faster car, more modern technology and more more? That's compromising your beliefs and opinions for stuffs that often deemed as morally unimportant. Then what for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was just reading Valerie's blog and I realise how much we have to hide. I realise everyone, including myself stick to convention. I try not to make mistakes, try not to waste my life away. I became obsessed with doing The Good. I realise I'm probably better but not happier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I often get upset that I cannot say or do whatever I like and whenever I like without disturbing the balance of the decorum. Then I realise there are deeper reasons for not doing certain things.  It may be sympathy, may be care or may be love. It could be a form of gratitude, it could be an act of kindness or an extension of compassion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like how I dont tell my classmate that I dislike the way she's obsessed with competition, determined to win and gain attention. She disgusts me with her incessant behaviours of acting cute, following trends and short-termed crazes for different Japanese guys. And I never tell her that in her face because she's always had friendship issues, have been mistreated during her school days and have always been kind to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, life's a roller coaster. It's filled with ups and downs. Yet, it's also an escalator. It's about moving upwards and forwards. Following decorum, I think, leads you downwards and backwards. It moulds you into a socially accepted person but it doesnt make you happier. So, it's probably only a matter of directions but your life story depends on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-8520003956073955713?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/8520003956073955713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/feel-like-old-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/8520003956073955713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/8520003956073955713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/feel-like-old-woman.html' title='Feel like an old woman'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-2364624015382335969</id><published>2009-10-15T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:09:57.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>making fun count</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Stc4q5uRMXI/AAAAAAAAANo/WkKbVtX97pM/s1600-h/tumblr_krixkwTVqO1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392841388500005234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Stc4q5uRMXI/AAAAAAAAANo/WkKbVtX97pM/s320/tumblr_krixkwTVqO1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Holiday treaties:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Complete 50 books challenge on Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Learn roller blading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. MORE TENNIS GAMES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Redesign my blog, fb and twitter pages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Get an A in O levels chinese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Go go go shopping with Delta; outing with Disco; bbq with 4H&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Do lots of CIP! (A)&lt;br /&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/1001614532001904258-2364624015382335969?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/2364624015382335969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/making-fun-count.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/2364624015382335969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/2364624015382335969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/making-fun-count.html' title='making fun count'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Stc4q5uRMXI/AAAAAAAAANo/WkKbVtX97pM/s72-c/tumblr_krixkwTVqO1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-3814458439403841193</id><published>2009-10-15T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T02:22:30.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Delta, BFFs, 4H, LBBS and friends:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe everyone in your life changes you in someway or the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They've made my life more beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/StbeLXf6ZRI/AAAAAAAAANY/3nK75kvOoIo/s1600-h/SL732303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392741890690540818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/StbeLXf6ZRI/AAAAAAAAANY/3nK75kvOoIo/s320/SL732303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LBBS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/StbeKiIA4OI/AAAAAAAAANQ/972fxWdg6pI/s1600-h/SL732306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392741876363223266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/StbeKiIA4OI/AAAAAAAAANQ/972fxWdg6pI/s320/SL732306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/StbeKP1hY-I/AAAAAAAAANI/l7V1_WoC-qA/s1600-h/SL732300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392741871453823970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/StbeKP1hY-I/AAAAAAAAANI/l7V1_WoC-qA/s320/SL732300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/StbeJgDzReI/AAAAAAAAANA/Ry5PXJyfbEI/s1600-h/SL732299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392741858628814306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/StbeJgDzReI/AAAAAAAAANA/Ry5PXJyfbEI/s320/SL732299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the gathering of all my fav people! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS ALL I REALLY HAD AN AWESOME TIME~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Received this cool present from LBBS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loved the quotes inside, esp this one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat,&lt;br /&gt;known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the&lt;br /&gt;depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity and an understanding&lt;br /&gt;of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness and deep-loving concern."&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth Kubler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beautiful people dont just happen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get extremely touched by those who have known me, understood me and cared for me just the way I am. There's really no need for those who want to bask in your popularity, in your glory or feed on your latest scandal. (I'm not saying that those have happened to me because I've never agreed that I'm an embodiment for the above few. If I've ever been any of them, it doesnt gratify me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So to Delta, BFFs, 4H, LBBS and friends: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y'll are the best ok! ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-3814458439403841193?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/3814458439403841193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-delta-bffs-4h-lbbs-and-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3814458439403841193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3814458439403841193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-delta-bffs-4h-lbbs-and-friends.html' title='To Delta, BFFs, 4H, LBBS and friends:'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/StbeLXf6ZRI/AAAAAAAAANY/3nK75kvOoIo/s72-c/SL732303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-2335467556061014480</id><published>2009-10-08T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T22:48:38.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone wants to play tennis? :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After eoys and mmm, the euphoria hasnt sanked in. So far, I've surfed twitter and facebook, added multiple new friends like What The Flea, read the new Sophie Kinsella book I got (Twenties Girl from Lokhang, thanks like mad!), thought over how I'm going to spend the following days, chatted about psychology, surfed Inhabitant and youth.sg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out these stuffs you can do for disaster relief victims! (they always sound so distant)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(taken from: &lt;a href="http://www.youth.sg/"&gt;www.youth.sg&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;World Vision SingaporeWorld Vision Singapore is currently involved in relief works for Typhoon Morakot, Typhoon Ketsana (Ondoy) as well as the Sumatra quake, and is working on raising $6.58 million, US$2.5 million and US$2 million respectively for each cause.To contribute to the causes, go to World Vision Singapore’s website to donate to &lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.org.sg/CF-General.php?catID=14" target="_blank"&gt;Typhoon Morakot,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.org.sg/CF-General.php?catID=15" target="_blank"&gt;Typhoon Ketsana&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.org.sg/CF-General.php?catID=16" target="_blank"&gt;Sumatra quake&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mercy Relief&lt;br /&gt;Mercy Relief is currently collecting donations to go to the victims of Typhoon Ketsana and the Sumatra quake.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you want to help, donations can be made in the form of cheques made to Mercy Relief (with “South Pacific Tropical Storm” or “Sumatra Quake Relief” written behind and sent to 160 Lorong 1 Toa Payoh #01-1568 Singapore 310160) and cash delivered at the same address, ATM transfer, credit card payments as well as through telephone at 1900 112 1010 for a $10 donation, and 1900 112 1050 for a $50 donation.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More details are available at &lt;a href="http://www.mercyrelief.org/" target="_blank"&gt;www.mercyrelief.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Red Cross&lt;br /&gt;The Singapore Red Cross (SRC) is appealing for donations to victims of Typhoon Ketsana in the Philippines until Oct 30. Walk-in donations can be made at the Red Cross House at 15 Penang Lane, or by cheque (to Singapore Red Cross Society) and by wireless bank transfer.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more details, visit SRC’s website &lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org.sg/Update-on-the-Philippines-Tropical-Storm.phtml" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SRC is also organising a charity screening of Haeundae - The Deadly Tsunami on Deepavali (Oct 17), 7.15pm at The Cathay. Tickets are $15 including GST, and proceeds go to victims of Typhoon Ketsana as well.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get tickets at &lt;a href="http://www.cathay.com.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;www.cathay.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;, from any Cathay cineplex or through phone booking at 6235 1155.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight to the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;With a significant number of Filipinos in Singapore, naturally they would do something to aid their loved ones back home, many of whom have been affected. In the process, they are mobilising Singaporeans as well to contribute in various ways through enterprises that have started up here to help Filipinos ship goods home.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Filipino Association in Singapore (FAS) is collecting donations at the following address:&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Freight Cargo&lt;br /&gt;304 Orchard Road&lt;br /&gt;#03-19 Lucky Plaza&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, i-Remit Singapore will waive remittance charges for donations to the Philippine National Red Cross. Remittances to the Philippine National Red Cross may be sent through:&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i-Remit Singapore304 Orchard Road#03-69 Lucky PlazaAnother remittance company, LBC will waive remittance charges for donations made to ABS-CBN Foundation, GMA Foundation, Philippine National Red Cross, and the National Disaster Coordinating Center. Remittances to these organisations may be sent through: LBC Singapore304 Orchard Road#04-77 Lucky Plaza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-2335467556061014480?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/2335467556061014480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/anyone-wants-to-play-tennis-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/2335467556061014480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/2335467556061014480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/anyone-wants-to-play-tennis-d.html' title='Anyone wants to play tennis? :D'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-1686452051366090291</id><published>2009-10-05T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:17:19.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>check yes juliet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsrEiF1sMLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/z__dux1mI-0/s1600-h/SL731468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389335994064187570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsrEiF1sMLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/z__dux1mI-0/s320/SL731468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shermaine's 12th Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsrEhxkxVSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aO92_fXlO0U/s1600-h/SL731429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389335988624512290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsrEhxkxVSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aO92_fXlO0U/s320/SL731429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel seriously overwhelmed by what I have not done, what I cannot do or what I do not know how to do/what to do. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So these days, I've been:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. wishing I had a smooth sailing life- free of sadness, fears and troubles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. imaging how I'm going to spend my holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. thinking bad stuffs will happen to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I thought I can never finish planning for anything or complete everything I need to do in the world. There's a difference between living with no regrets and achieving The Ultimate Success. To me, having no regrets just means living in the moment, letting whatever emotions that come along with it simmer within you and truly appreciate whatever you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To make up for all the time lost in wallowing, I decided to do something that will make me happy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsrCvi6pVEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WLqfyPov_8Q/s1600-h/5375_117167161050_108562996050_2786462_3057529_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389334026184643650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsrCvi6pVEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WLqfyPov_8Q/s320/5375_117167161050_108562996050_2786462_3057529_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DELTA 09 P2BS&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsrCvbKZUSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jFeVLGQMSSc/s1600-h/SL731298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389334024103219490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsrCvbKZUSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jFeVLGQMSSc/s320/SL731298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ACM June 2009 with Shirleen and Qiaowei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389334012156230498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsrCuuqAu2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/3l9Ki4fKSaE/s320/2654_141500620617_774790617_6145710_1893137_n.jpg" /&gt; 4H 09 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pulau Semakau field trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsrCuVpFNLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HPTvKc3N_FM/s1600-h/SL732107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389334005441442994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsrCuVpFNLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/HPTvKc3N_FM/s320/SL732107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cling Launch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deltas who went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Most people worry about the next moment, the tomorrow and in the welter of it all, they forget about living."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-1686452051366090291?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/1686452051366090291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/check-yes-juliet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/1686452051366090291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/1686452051366090291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/check-yes-juliet.html' title='check yes juliet!'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsrEiF1sMLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/z__dux1mI-0/s72-c/SL731468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-7713914581491577460</id><published>2009-10-02T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T07:04:12.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The planet earth turns slowly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsYFOoF0bHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Q540_ptLBW0/s1600-h/breakyouroutine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387999753033510002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsYFOoF0bHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Q540_ptLBW0/s320/breakyouroutine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The website which I got this is so paradoxical to our current situation. With the exams already starting, there's no way we can break our routine of waking up, mugging, eat, mugging, eat, mugging, sleep unless we are already prepared for the exams or prepared to see ourselves fail. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-7713914581491577460?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/7713914581491577460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/planet-earth-turns-slowly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7713914581491577460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7713914581491577460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/10/planet-earth-turns-slowly.html' title='The planet earth turns slowly.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SsYFOoF0bHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Q540_ptLBW0/s72-c/breakyouroutine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-5645979544239829077</id><published>2009-09-29T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:57:07.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.10.2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking into the future is good, hahahahaha cant wait for this date!! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For this year's birthday, I'm surprised at how little I've thought about it. Usually I'd have a really long birthday list that was initiated during the start of the year, but now, at present I can only think of ONE thing that I'd really want on my birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's to really be able to give my best shot during the EOYS and then have loads of fun afterwards! heh. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current birthday list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Twenties Girl by Sophie Kinsella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Justin Bieber's MCD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Chance to meet Muttons to Midnight from 987&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Justin Bieber is really good and really good looking. hehe xp seriously, he's freaking cute OK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kNo7liXs79s"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kNo7liXs79s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVE HIS VID ONE TIME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just created a new facebook group called "Singaporeans (L) Standard English". mmmm, makes me sounds extremely weird but I think it's kind of cool xp. Do support and join ok~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to school today to look for physics and chemistry teacher. Physics teacher turned out to be sick and on MC. ): Chemistry teacher was quite helpful. Math teacher down with eye infection; hope she recovers soon enough for our meeting tmrw. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're bored with EOY revision, check out &lt;a href="http://www.fmylife.com/"&gt;www.fmylife.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mylifeisaverage.com/"&gt;www.mylifeisaverage.com&lt;/a&gt;. They have some of the wackiest stories! Like: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I was at lunch with my girlfriend. The waitress came up and asked for her number, then asked if she had a significant other. I laughed as my girlfriend gave the waitress her number. They're going on a date, tonight. FML&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or, you can choose to watch justin bieber's cool videos on youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-5645979544239829077?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/5645979544239829077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/10102010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5645979544239829077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5645979544239829077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/10102010.html' title='10.10.2010'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-7496438073112007560</id><published>2009-09-28T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T01:47:16.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one step at the time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; What if i have no more time?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FYI, EOYS start this thursday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have yet to complete my SCS revision, my history revision, organic chem (which looks so terrifically boring), waves, light and my math worksheets. So much for thinking I still have loads of time more to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got to get back to organic chem now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my post is so short these days, I might as well concentrate on my twitter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-7496438073112007560?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/7496438073112007560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-step-at-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7496438073112007560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7496438073112007560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-step-at-time.html' title='one step at the time?'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-2092768908656997845</id><published>2009-09-27T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:12:04.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small elephants, big ants</title><content type='html'>Cant wait for EOYS to be over. I've already thought out a million things to do after 12th October. I want (all the more) to visit far east plaza and enter every shoplet! This includes OhsoFickle. Her initial intention was to earn additional pocket money and she ends up with a full-time job, coupled with a admirable salary. She earns an avg of $10000 a month; freaking awesome OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been:&lt;br /&gt;-reading a lot of nytimes&lt;br /&gt;-completed ONE math revision paper&lt;br /&gt;-did MLC phy rev worksheets&lt;br /&gt;-went through nearly all chem topics on the 10YS (MCQ only)&lt;br /&gt;-tried reading more chinese articles (includ newspapers:O)&lt;br /&gt;-found out about TED and have downloaded a few videos&lt;br /&gt;-been twittering more often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, am panicking for eoys already/again(?)&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;need a call for time-out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-2092768908656997845?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/2092768908656997845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/small-elephants-big-ants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/2092768908656997845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/2092768908656997845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/small-elephants-big-ants.html' title='Small elephants, big ants'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-6558871862086164075</id><published>2009-09-25T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:14:18.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FREAKING AWESOME!</title><content type='html'>JUSTIN BIEBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0-qQdw7Xpv4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0-qQdw7Xpv4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-6558871862086164075?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/6558871862086164075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/freaking-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6558871862086164075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6558871862086164075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/freaking-awesome.html' title='FREAKING AWESOME!'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-8687182154443101455</id><published>2009-09-22T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T03:41:04.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"as fit as a iron" -cute like madz</title><content type='html'>Saw this on &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/09/20/opinion/20dowd.html?_r=1&amp;amp;partner=rss&amp;amp;emc=rss"&gt;Op-Ed Columnist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Women are hormonally more complicated and biologically more vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;Women are much harder on themselves than men. They tend to attach to other&lt;br /&gt;people more strongly, beat themselves up more when they lose attachments, take&lt;br /&gt;things more personally at work and pop far more antidepressants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-8687182154443101455?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/8687182154443101455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-fit-as-iron-cute-like-madz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/8687182154443101455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/8687182154443101455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-fit-as-iron-cute-like-madz.html' title='&quot;as fit as a iron&quot; -cute like madz'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4613963807527301237</id><published>2009-09-21T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T02:42:55.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only the important people stay in your life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SrdISu4BzmI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Gk6j97PkoV4/s1600-h/tumblr_kooi41BJQ31qzink2o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383851366202592866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SrdISu4BzmI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Gk6j97PkoV4/s320/tumblr_kooi41BJQ31qzink2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dont compare me to how i was back then. &lt;a href="www.wastedtomorrow.tumblr.com"&gt;Wasted Tomorrow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly, I'm not as impulsive as before and I make better decisions. So just because I made a mistake in my lower secondary days, I hope that I wouldnt be judged for what happened back then. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secondly, I'm not as nice as before. I dont give a shit to people who treat me like one. I dont believe dressing better and having more people around you makes you cooler than anyone else in the school. For a start, the people around you may not even be your friend. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thirdly, I used to think fashion magazines and blogshops selling standardised clothes were cool. I'd take hours sourcing for the cheapest and finding out I've no way to buy them. Now, I think nytimes.com, entrepeuner books, interesting quotes and selected articles are freaking awesome. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fourth, I used to be really superficial. I'd thread around the edge, afraid of falling out the cycle of trends. Now, I dont give a shit if you think I'm a nerd, a no-lifer cos I guess even if you say that, I'd keep doing it. The only difference is whether I do it openly or behind your backs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fifth, this post has a reason. It is meant to display my displeasure but definitely, it is not directed at my friends. They are directed at the people who like talking behind people's backs, like gossiping, like some spice to their conversations and have no concerns about the feelings of others'. &lt;p&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/1001614532001904258-4613963807527301237?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4613963807527301237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/only-important-people-stay-in-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4613963807527301237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4613963807527301237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/only-important-people-stay-in-your-life.html' title='Only the important people stay in your life.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SrdISu4BzmI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Gk6j97PkoV4/s72-c/tumblr_kooi41BJQ31qzink2o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-5532760635626030996</id><published>2009-09-18T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:52:18.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EOY Resolution: Sleep before 10.30pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. It is getting so difficult to stay awake in periodic times of the day. It's odd- I'd be incessantly high for a few hours then I'd start feeling too weary. It's like another form of moodswings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Exams are drawing near; I feel like I can just die. Those cliches about, "dont worry, as long as you work hard, you'd get good results." I think they only work for some people. Some people just cannot study OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. What if I get exam blues? What if I get blank minds? What if the paper is unpredictable and ends up unexpectedly difficult? What if I havent studied enough?!?! That's the worse part, knowing that you could have done better. Suckszxc like mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. I'm supposed to be starting on my Lang Arts but I'm feeling sleepy (OH I KNOW WHY, I'M HUNGRY ):). I hope tonight I'd be able to stay alert till 9pm before I can feel good enough to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. I hope tmrw doesnt rain so I get to play tennis like mad before I get to work on my math.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Cant wait for EOYS to end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK GOT TO WORK. BYEBYE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. LBBS MUG LIKE MADZ AND THEN WE'D BE FREE LIKE BIRDS~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.P.S SHIRLEEN&amp;amp;QIAOWEI, DONT STRESS YOURSELF ALR LUH YOU SMARTASS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-5532760635626030996?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/5532760635626030996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/eoy-resolution-sleep-before-1030pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5532760635626030996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5532760635626030996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/eoy-resolution-sleep-before-1030pm.html' title='EOY Resolution: Sleep before 10.30pm'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4623216046564835441</id><published>2009-09-11T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:41:38.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooler than the flipside of your pillow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Sqpvpe64iSI/AAAAAAAAALw/SJcAYf16TME/s1600-h/tumblr_kp79dyVM2J1qzink2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380235463312836898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Sqpvpe64iSI/AAAAAAAAALw/SJcAYf16TME/s320/tumblr_kp79dyVM2J1qzink2o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to step into the silver screen when disney tales are playing and live a fairytale life. Where problems are always solved with smiles, where there are no bad hair days or ugly fashions, where you always say the right thing at the right time, where school dramas turn good and where everyth good will come out of everyth bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-4623216046564835441?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4623216046564835441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/cooler-than-flipside-of-your-pillow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4623216046564835441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4623216046564835441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/cooler-than-flipside-of-your-pillow.html' title='Cooler than the flipside of your pillow'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Sqpvpe64iSI/AAAAAAAAALw/SJcAYf16TME/s72-c/tumblr_kp79dyVM2J1qzink2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-3952720355173330370</id><published>2009-09-08T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:25:50.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont let go of this moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SqcLeeNUZAI/AAAAAAAAALo/1kQPGCOr0zw/s1600-h/tumblr_koqf8otpBE1qzink2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379280898050253826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SqcLeeNUZAI/AAAAAAAAALo/1kQPGCOr0zw/s320/tumblr_koqf8otpBE1qzink2o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found another awesome picture with a guy watching the clouds go by, but this seems more realistic. Really, it's not often we get to indulge in fairytales and perfect lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My holidays have so far been packed with Chemistry, a lot of worrying and guilty-breaks (times when I get hooked on the television or the new kid book I'm reading and end up slacking for an hour plus). Fortunately, it's just Wednesday and I still have time to change all these. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this cool quiz on &lt;a href="www.joycelin.tumblr.com"&gt;Joycelin&lt;/a&gt;'s blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN things about yourself:10 things about myself that people don’t know? Or what? Anyway, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;1. I dread expectations the most, especially when it comes from my parents. Like if I dont live up to those expectations, I'm not their good daughter. So it really bugs me when I make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a face full of pimples. Since year1, I've been trying to find the perfect formula which would give me norine's skin. Now I just hope puberty ends early. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. I have everything I want (material-wise) and I agree I'm extremely pampered. Like, I take my parent's car for granted and I wont say I'm used to taking public transports. The only bus number I'm familiar with is 963, from my school.&lt;br /&gt;4. Referring to no3, one of my wishes is to be able to take public transports to anywhere I want, with ease. I think it's really cool to be independent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. I love reading Seventeen magazines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. I do not watch drama serials because I cant afford to get addicted to it. So I read a lot instead. I like Reader's Digest, Sophie Kinsella's chick lits, Biographies by famous buisnessmen (like Donald Trump) and NYtimes (they are my new favourites)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. I have a low self-esteem and even though I can be egotistic, it's really to assure myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. I like volunteer work. Another of my wishes have been to engage in new experiences. I want to volunteer at SPCA, bird park, old folk's home and fundraising events etc.&lt;br /&gt;9. I love rainbow colours. Stuffs that are colourful totally catches my attention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. My room is really really messy! When it's late and I dont feel like packing my table, I'd feel it disturbing to imagine what sort of bug could be residing under all the mess. (sidenote: I'm super paranoid)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEVEN things that cross your mind a lot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. I hope I can start to enjoy studying right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. When my next issue of Seventeen will arrive&lt;br /&gt;3. Worrying (random stuffs: whether I will be able to finish studying, whether I'm stupid, whether I'd get into trouble, whether I can be confident etc)&lt;br /&gt;4. Rummaging through the drawers in my mind, searching for the correct quote to inspire or motivate me.&lt;br /&gt;5. The world is going to end?&lt;br /&gt;6. Am I good friend?&lt;br /&gt;7. Now, I'm thinking why I'm so pessimistic and so degrading to myself, that I start to recall the quote I read earlier. The gist being, we get to hesitant with our time that we end up not really living at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOUR things you do before you fall asleep:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Read a book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Play sudoku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Contemplate whether I should go online&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Brush Teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOUR things you see right now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. My new notebook (see, I told you I'm pampered)&lt;br /&gt;2. My handphone&lt;br /&gt;3. "Diary Of a Wimpy Kid"&lt;br /&gt;4. A spongebob balloon stuck on my chair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE songs that you listen to often:&lt;br /&gt;1. Daybreak- Marie Digby&lt;br /&gt;2. Tongue Tied- Faber Drive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Moment of Truth- FM Static&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TWO things you want to do before you die:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Start a diary&lt;br /&gt;2. Adopt an animal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE confession:1. I’m not as innocent as you think I’m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(This is a direct quoting from Joycelin's answer but it's relevant)&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/1001614532001904258-3952720355173330370?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/3952720355173330370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-let-go-of-this-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3952720355173330370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3952720355173330370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-let-go-of-this-moment.html' title='Dont let go of this moment.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SqcLeeNUZAI/AAAAAAAAALo/1kQPGCOr0zw/s72-c/tumblr_koqf8otpBE1qzink2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-8767539660919644216</id><published>2009-09-04T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T08:49:30.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since there is no other moment like this, 'for the time being' is all the time there is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I find it impressive how thoroughly normal it is be so tentative about the time of our lives, or so asleep within it, that we miss it entirely." -quoted from &lt;a href="http://happydays.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/08/07/for-the-time-being/?scp=5&amp;amp;sq=happy%20blog&amp;amp;st=cse"&gt;Happydays Blog&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shit happens in life and it's impossible to have things work out all the time. There will obviously be discomfort and sadness, but all that matters is how willing we are to embrace it and make the best out of it. It's part of our life anyw.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EOYS are coming in 3 weeks time. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am very very stressed but I can only study harder than ever and let the results speak for themselves yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EVERYBODY ELSE: JIAYOU TTM TOO! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-8767539660919644216?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/8767539660919644216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/since-there-is-no-other-moment-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/8767539660919644216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/8767539660919644216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/since-there-is-no-other-moment-like.html' title='Since there is no other moment like this, &apos;for the time being&apos; is all the time there is'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4677039704097509707</id><published>2009-09-01T05:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T09:24:00.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iintrox pl0x?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;imma fan of marie digby! ;D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;[edited: 0209]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;hate to tell my dad my results.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;still dont know how to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-4677039704097509707?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4677039704097509707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/iintrox-pl0x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4677039704097509707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4677039704097509707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/iintrox-pl0x.html' title='iintrox pl0x?'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4613748056633842438</id><published>2009-09-01T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T02:40:38.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been so long since.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/244zdyp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think my platoon mate is angry with me. I guess even without the names and obvious hints, we all know who I'm talking about. We're getting too good at guessing, too good at knowing- too good for our own good. Still, despite everyth "wrong" (as in my perspective) she could have done and I'm angry/unhappy/bitchy about it, platoon mates happen only once. We'd be over after ROD and even if we do fall out, I'd rather we fall out for the right reasons than it to be because we second-guessed each other and never dared to ask for the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just so you know, I was never talking about you when I mentioned how I couldnt stand people with buns, it was just a random comment directed at those girls in general. So, I hope the unfriendliness will stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep worrying that something bad is going to happen and I start to live my life in worry, paranoia and distraction AGAIN. Today, it's different. Maybe it's only because I'm tired of being frustrated and lost, so tired that I'm alright with losing alr. It's been so long since I felt so relieved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The thing about paranoia, it makes you consider all situtations that are going to happen. When you do the math, you realise, it's really not going to be that bad. And it's all in the head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I pissed my coach big time for being such a grouch during tennis when I miss the ball, cant serve etc. I guess I'm competitive. Looking at people who had tons more practices and much more practices makes me want to compare myself with them. When I lose, I get upset. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today's been a painful (i.e cramp-y) day, with much hot packs and lazing away. I tried to study acids bases salts, metals and finish all phy EOY papers with 100% concentration. grr, did not succeed. but now, it's about positive thinking, enthusiasm and a lot of motivations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;EOYS are coming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keep going, y'll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the regret is not worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.teeshawfrum.blogspot.com"&gt;Qiaowei&lt;/a&gt;'s blog has an awesome quote! "Even heros have the right to bleed." We're all heros, we're all allowed to make mistakes, get upset and have bad hair days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-4613748056633842438?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4613748056633842438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/been-so-long-since.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4613748056633842438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4613748056633842438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/09/been-so-long-since.html' title='Been so long since.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/244zdyp_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-3232238315727870619</id><published>2009-08-26T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:57:16.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what thing happened?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went for SL briefing today. The briefing was conducted in a really boring manner- no slides, empowering quotes etc. Yet it really inspired me to commit my time and effort, even though the subject of concern was the COMMITTMENT required. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually I'm not v happy/upset/pissed off with a few people today but I kind of dont know how I'm going to present it. I'm sorry I just cannot stand people with very lian hairstyles and a fetish for attracting attention. Speaking of which, a number of Y4 girls had a sudden liking for high bun hair. It looks comparatively ok on some, on others, like very_b it looks unpleasant. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[edited: fabulous mood]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JUST GOT THE MARIE DIGBY SONGS FROM JOLENE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY LIKE MAD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-3232238315727870619?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/3232238315727870619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-thing-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3232238315727870619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3232238315727870619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-thing-happened.html' title='what thing happened?'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-2527331727087940810</id><published>2009-08-22T22:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:40:55.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am so inspired to start a rubbish collection at my doorstep</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zORv8wwiadQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zORv8wwiadQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TuuTlQ0FzEU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TuuTlQ0FzEU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living in a world where everyth is taken for granted. I mean, I complain about laptops being too slow when some people do not even have internet access. There are so many plastic bottles that could be recycled but are thrown away because we're just too lazy to know where to recycle them. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE NEED TO DO BETTER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-2527331727087940810?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/2527331727087940810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-so-inspired-to-start-rubbish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/2527331727087940810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/2527331727087940810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-so-inspired-to-start-rubbish.html' title='Am so inspired to start a rubbish collection at my doorstep'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-794283407701777328</id><published>2009-08-22T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:17:28.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekends are meant to be fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;where's the fun in weekends when students these days have their weekends as a bonus day given for more assessment books, more tuitions, more enrichment activities and more?&lt;p&gt;fingers breakdance.&lt;br&gt;it's extremely cute okok!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UH35Lde8nWk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UH35Lde8nWk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best of Julian Beever&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XOS-a7vjeEU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XOS-a7vjeEU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Street Art with ABOVE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the different colours and designs of arrows are v v cool. ;D&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/94KnJAwdmN8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/94KnJAwdmN8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banksy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can be rather creepy and offensive; all the same, it's has some extremely unique art pieces.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8GVs3BSxoOs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8GVs3BSxoOs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the weekends, when there's a rare free time to breathe, you can visit shifthappens.wikispaces.com to learn more about education in the 21st century.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we cant solve problems by using the same kind of technology we use to create them." -Albert Einstein, extracted from the video (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pMcfrLYDm2U"&gt;Did You Know? 2.0&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not really fun to you, hahahahhahahaha I cant help it xp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-794283407701777328?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/794283407701777328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekends-are-meant-to-be-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/794283407701777328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/794283407701777328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekends-are-meant-to-be-fun.html' title='weekends are meant to be fun.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-3613642443613745708</id><published>2009-08-21T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:19:43.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe in Tomorrow. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I screwed up my chem prac test, my chinese test that's suposed to redeem my results, my tennis, my SCS (i cant even catch what the teacher is rambling about) and so on. So this week's kind of really sucky and I find it difficult to even look forward to things. Hope tomorrow's a brighter day and all. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's really sad when I realise all we've been through doesnt match up with those who've been friends with you for no more than a year. I use to exhaust my time and energy, thinking of ways to draw you back. Now, it seems really worthless because you probably do not deserve all the friendships you get. &lt;p&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/1001614532001904258-3613642443613745708?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/3613642443613745708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/sian-like-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3613642443613745708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3613642443613745708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/sian-like-shit.html' title='I believe in Tomorrow. :D'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-2555244512585586566</id><published>2009-08-16T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T04:54:27.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>History essay+SCS essay=I can just die. ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually, I'm v proud of myself for finishing two seemingly v long essays. (Y) although it ate up my entire afternoon and nearly killed me, I survived. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Plus, I received my Sept Seventeen issue today; AM HAPPY LIKE CRAZY! Have been waiting for it since... 2 weeks ago? I'm addicted I guess. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday=tennis and expensive lunch. We celebrated Ben's birthday yesterday and it was cool. I've always wondered how a teenage boy celebrates his birthday; we cant expect party streamers, cartoon cake and an interesting game of catch yes? So Ben got a lovely ice cream cake with dry ice surrounding it (super romantic right? plus the lightings were switched off can.), an expensive lunch with a group of friends and a customised dry-fit tee. Cool! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This whole week has been extremely un-joyful because of the flutter of graded essays, math test, chem test etc etc (honestly, I cant even rmb when the tests are alr). no matter, it was an eventful week which I do not want to repeat ever again again again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EOYS ARE COMING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate exam stress. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. I received this amusing SMS from someone: "If today was World Stealing Day, what would you steal from me? And, why?" ANSWER ME! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.P.S. the message was in complete sentences; I'm super surprised xp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-2555244512585586566?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/2555244512585586566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/history-essayscs-essayi-can-just-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/2555244512585586566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/2555244512585586566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/history-essayscs-essayi-can-just-die.html' title='History essay+SCS essay=I can just die. ):'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-5272534272105199647</id><published>2009-08-10T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T08:11:00.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, what's a rainbow without sunshine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You're just a bastard, no bitch, hypocrite even when u call us one wth?if what you think im doin makes me a bitch, you are the ultimate bitch.&lt;strong&gt;im hypocrite? towards you all only.&lt;/strong&gt; how you treat us is how we treat you.bitch is for you, not for me. you can call me a bastard, asshole or anything. im okay with it =]"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-credits to: Tan Chu Ye's blog, makingthehistory.bs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK so the deal is Chuye flamed one of our platoon mates and naturally, we're all mad at him. So while thinking about the possible rebuttals, I read his blog post (only the one about flaming) and then instead of getting really mad at him, I was reminded of the times when we were still in lower secondary- the time when we all think we're making the most sense when we're really not. The flamings sounded so impulsive that I was wondering where the topic sentence of the argument was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before anybody gets angry and looks to the tagboard to flame me back, let's refer to the above. Out of all the paragraphs, this made least sense to me. Probably it's just my stand but if you're hypocritical, even if it's only to the person you dislike, you're still a hypocrite am I correct? Now I've heard millions of people who claim that millions more associate hypocrital with delta girls. The thing is, we cant possibly tell everyone whom we have resentment about that they are bad, mean, thick etc. We've got to be tactful cos we have faults too. So if we are (to use The Term) "hypocritical" to only to those people we dislike, are we being like Chuye is doing here or are all of us just trying to be tactful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So you see, his argument just doesnt make sense to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(NOTE: AM NOT BEING SACARSTIC)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And just a side note to Chuye, you've said you were meaning hypocritical to only our dear platoon mate. So are you saying you're pretending to dislike her when you really do not, or that you do not like her but are pretending to? From what I see, you really do not like her (or even us for that matter) and you're not trying to pretend either. And that, you dont even get the meaning of hypocritical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not going to launch into a full page essay about why Chuye is wrong and we're all right. There's always a right and wrong in a situation and I'd end up with sleeplessness if I try to cancel the grey areas. Just want to say, I love Delta even if we're KNOWN to be bitchy, notorious and whatsoever. Everyone has faults and if we only try to look for those without, we'd end up really lonely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-5272534272105199647?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/5272534272105199647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-whats-rainbow-without-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5272534272105199647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5272534272105199647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-whats-rainbow-without-sunshine.html' title='Hey, what&apos;s a rainbow without sunshine?'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-5655611236265066993</id><published>2009-08-07T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T05:06:03.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Million times, for a million reasons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SnwWVvFcnHI/AAAAAAAAALg/pGE4e0WI3Vk/s1600-h/P7260864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367189418591165554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SnwWVvFcnHI/AAAAAAAAALg/pGE4e0WI3Vk/s320/P7260864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SnwWVUsoOtI/AAAAAAAAALY/Al9YXaHSDRg/s1600-h/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367189411507747538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SnwWVUsoOtI/AAAAAAAAALY/Al9YXaHSDRg/s320/Picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this picture came way late but I like the way how we are all so different and despite the these, we're able to stay together and find something in each other that we can love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SnwWU00zoUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6horALZSKK0/s1600-h/5375_117167161050_108562996050_2786462_3057529_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367189402952114498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SnwWU00zoUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6horALZSKK0/s320/5375_117167161050_108562996050_2786462_3057529_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK today's NDP celebrations were frankly, a disappointment. Although NDP celebrations always had the usual explanations of the national anthem and pledge (the ones we always recite but never really understood the meaning), march in and speeches, there were always performances and community singing to look forward to at the end. With it, the whole boring stint becomes all worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, other than feeling much smarter having known the meaning of our national anthem and pledge, the singing of national songs was a rather dull one, with a bad person leading the songs (since he wasnt even muttering the lyrics audibly). Although I still do not know if Band really deserved the kind of knock-down they got, it seems clear that the short speech the principal made was filled with cynicism and came with a pathetic lack of encouragements or praises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards, we went back to class for a Singapore quiz which was interesting. It came along with straw hearts, straw stars and Seventeen magazines (I'm dying for mine to arrive!!). Seemed like a no-life loser, went home straight after NDP celebrations and started mugging. (I'm unbelievable okokokokok!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the first time since history, I'm worried for a math test.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-5655611236265066993?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/5655611236265066993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/million-times-for-million-reasons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5655611236265066993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5655611236265066993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/million-times-for-million-reasons.html' title='Million times, for a million reasons.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SnwWVvFcnHI/AAAAAAAAALg/pGE4e0WI3Vk/s72-c/P7260864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-925816918316097004</id><published>2009-08-01T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T05:56:19.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no such thing as meant to fail.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;was thinking about this for a few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realise how different my sister and I are. She's confident and assured of herself. There are times when she thinks there are flaws in her life but no matter, she either accepts them or stay strong against it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But me? I'm older but I think so much less of myself. Always so sure I'd fail, so sure that good things never last, so sure that I'm just talking nonsence, so sure that I make no sense, so sure that I... everyth. And when something happens, I immediately jump to a conclusion that it's bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-925816918316097004?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/925816918316097004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-such-thing-as-meant-to-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/925816918316097004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/925816918316097004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-such-thing-as-meant-to-fail.html' title='no such thing as meant to fail.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-5555947364079741812</id><published>2009-07-24T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T08:40:50.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the last call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;today's our last CCA day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can. you. believe. it?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no i cant.&lt;/strong&gt; And it's hurting so much as I try to tell myself that it is over for real. I'd miss the experience very much. I love getting pumped, getting screamed at, changing into our no4 in less than 7 mins, suffocating in my no3, risking a heat stroke in no4, doing pt in no4, doing 5bx, running, cheering, abraisons. I miss being a cadet when everything is a learning process and we're talking about life in ncc like it's never going to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd never forget  the times we had as partCs. There were moments so real. Even though it was physically enduring, I'd give all to have the same experiences again, the pumpings on car park grounds, the cuts and bruises from the no4 boots, the tears, the weariness turned into satisfaction, the disappointments turned into motivations, the heat, the hope, spec course, senior spec course, hqncc, freestyle nationals, west champions. I miss turning the resentment into love, into passion, into hoping that it'd never end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then comes the experience we remember so fresh, the day we took over as specialist, the day we waved goodbye to our cadet lives, the day we knew soon, all this was going to be over. Specialist life to me was a string I could cling on to. Once my specialist life ends, the string breaks and I'd fall away from NCC. Yes, it was tiring, it was so shocking that specialist life doesnt seem as fantastic as it looks. It was stressful, heartbreaking and yet fufilling in many ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's kind of heart wrenching to know that the day I'd never forget most is tuesday. When we conducted the final last parade, we banged our loudest, shouted our commands loud and clear and tried to make as little mistakes as possible. We wanted to make this final performance the best rehearsal we ever had. Like how the previous CCA days were just practices for the last, when we had to drop all pretenses we had to each other, to the company and pour out all the true emotions we had- to display the pride and love we have for NCC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I had tried in many ways not to cry so that partBs may stand strong. Hopefully, it wouldnt be a sad departure for them. What stands unchanged is that our last CCA day has ended and there's never going to be another. Yet, I hope delta never becomes a part of our past memories, forgotten and emotionless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Delta, I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-5555947364079741812?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/5555947364079741812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5555947364079741812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5555947364079741812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-call.html' title='the last call'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-6544422347924382638</id><published>2009-07-20T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T05:51:54.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You told me to stay strong then left me wondering what went wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;am not emo alert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's a physics test on Wednesday and chem prac test in a week's time. tmrw we're going to get back our chem test from the start of the term (which i think i'm going to fall way below expectations). now tell me, how am i going to look forward to tmrw?? sigh, OK Marie Digby's songs cheer me up to the max. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shall post pictures of the launch of CLing when i'm freeer. tired like mad and hoping i'd sleep by 10pm!! currently, i just feel grumpy like a bitch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-6544422347924382638?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/6544422347924382638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-told-me-to-stay-strong-then-left-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6544422347924382638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6544422347924382638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-told-me-to-stay-strong-then-left-me.html' title='You told me to stay strong then left me wondering what went wrong.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-7500961133159181310</id><published>2009-07-15T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T07:14:45.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>am sorry a million.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's those shitty kinds of apologies you have to make when you're sure you did something wrong but cannot pin-point what it really is. Then hoping that the person would just tell/scold/scream at you rather than keep quiet. It just makes me feel much worse.&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/1001614532001904258-7500961133159181310?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/7500961133159181310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-sorry-million.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7500961133159181310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7500961133159181310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-sorry-million.html' title='am sorry a million.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-6868862536729950674</id><published>2009-07-13T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T05:46:50.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Slsq1LbY0RI/AAAAAAAAALI/YmbXOns3eHw/s1600-h/SL731897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357923274776432914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Slsq1LbY0RI/AAAAAAAAALI/YmbXOns3eHw/s320/SL731897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have such a lovely family hehehe ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;recently, we took a lot of pictures because of my sister's party+my brother's party+many more outings tgt so it's cool. i keep looking at how pretty those pictures are. xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Slsq1LdA20I/AAAAAAAAALA/N-V2AxsWFzk/s1600-h/P7110699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357923274783251266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Slsq1LdA20I/AAAAAAAAALA/N-V2AxsWFzk/s320/P7110699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sidenote: my brother was attempting to push me back because i... did smth to him but i apparently forgot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this reminds me of the time when we stayed home to watch tv and my brother&amp;amp;i were playing with cushions (i.e. whacking each other with them). then, my sister called us "monkey" hahahaha, ok am not happy about being called a monkey but the scenario was freaking funny! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love tennis and swimming to the max. although swimming can be very tiring, it's easy to lose calories in the pool (Y) i like like madz. took plenty of pictures. i love taking pictures because we can capture that instant when everybody is enjoying. in future when we took back, it's like a physical reminder that those memories did happen and probably motivate me/us to make new ones. cool much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jolene and brenda got their LBBS presents today!! hehehe dont have pictures because i didnt bring my camera ): anyw shirleen took them. yst when i bought the presents, shirleen texted to say that brenda knew we're going to get jolene a present and i was thinking she must be really sad we forgot hers. hehehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANYW HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRENDA+JOLENE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope y'll like your presents okok. (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;visited the library today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the school library does have a few really good books. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-6868862536729950674?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/6868862536729950674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-moments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6868862536729950674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6868862536729950674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-moments.html' title='beautiful moments'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Slsq1LbY0RI/AAAAAAAAALI/YmbXOns3eHw/s72-c/SL731897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-2292063922342474083</id><published>2009-07-09T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:22:19.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My father was a busy man. I was busy, too. We loved each other, talked easily and often, but in the end we were like most fathers and daughters- not curious enough about the people we call family, too comfortable in our love for each other to question what we love about one another. Too lazy to ask questions. Too busy to listen."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Reader's Digest January 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's sad when the only time families get to really introduce themselves is when they say goodbye. imagine, "Goodbye, i'm Shereen and hopefully you'd remember me." What if, alternatively, we get to know each other from the very beginning by going through the painful yet meaningful process of realising, understanding and then accepting. Wont it be much better to do that and spend the rest of the time loving each other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimees, people forget how easy it is to lose a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-2292063922342474083?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/2292063922342474083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/celebrate-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/2292063922342474083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/2292063922342474083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/celebrate-today.html' title='Celebrate today.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-8922768426038880859</id><published>2009-07-09T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T07:40:03.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlX5l4WrCiI/AAAAAAAAAK4/gh4LeiwJnT0/s1600-h/target_bunbun_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356461761005029922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlX5l4WrCiI/AAAAAAAAAK4/gh4LeiwJnT0/s320/target_bunbun_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;credits to: unknown (whoever this belongs to, tag me and i'd credit you okok!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; This cartoon is supposed to show consideration but the bunny looks evil...but we've all been talking about not judging people by their looks yes? Anyw that's not really my point today. School was really slack today. We officially started classes at 11.20am so you can imagine~ it's been PE (bball), history (no tch=more bball sessions), recess (not hungry+save money budget=more bball) so it's been basically bball till recess. (Y) I like like crazy heehee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just completed my SS E-L homework. It was super demoralising when I saw that "refer to all sources" but it turned out okay! So to all those procrascinating, "IT'S OK ALRIGHT ;D" I would very much prefer going to school after looking at the very long list of terribly complicated E-L homework. YET, sleeping in, being able to have breakfast slowly, read and use my ipod as and when kind of does hold temptations. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This post is getting so boring xp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-8922768426038880859?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/8922768426038880859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/credits-to-unknown-whoever-this-belongs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/8922768426038880859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/8922768426038880859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/credits-to-unknown-whoever-this-belongs.html' title=''/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlX5l4WrCiI/AAAAAAAAAK4/gh4LeiwJnT0/s72-c/target_bunbun_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-1765373838433107494</id><published>2009-07-06T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T05:06:24.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa+AYG09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;weekends were so disneychannel like. they were full of sunshine, fun and picture takings. :)&lt;br /&gt;went for AYG games on the 4th and 5th-the first is a basketball finals and the second is a beach vball finals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both were really really cool; although bball had a lot more action and excitement. In my impression, Phillipines and Iran (i think??) played the best. They are freaking fast in their motions. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for vball there was hot sun, sandy seats and hours long breaks. so for our lunch breaks, we toured that part of sentosa and visited fort siloso. pictures speak a thousand words so here is how we spent our day! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHnNsDwwSI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NQcrJLjnsHc/s1600-h/SL731660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355315654271484194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHnNsDwwSI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NQcrJLjnsHc/s320/SL731660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHnMGgX3dI/AAAAAAAAAKo/uT45CjZIHN0/s1600-h/SL731665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355315627011071442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHnMGgX3dI/AAAAAAAAAKo/uT45CjZIHN0/s320/SL731665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHnL_9nqkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/nREZmEvRtPE/s1600-h/SL731667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355315625254693442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHnL_9nqkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/nREZmEvRtPE/s320/SL731667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHmvO5XrzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kvCWd9ObT_o/s1600-h/SL731674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355315131047194418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHmvO5XrzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kvCWd9ObT_o/s320/SL731674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHmu_xTQYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0LWfrE1HUSc/s1600-h/SL731676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355315126986817922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHmu_xTQYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0LWfrE1HUSc/s320/SL731676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHmufj4WLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GGQjEZNmUxA/s1600-h/SL731688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355315118340593842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHmufj4WLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GGQjEZNmUxA/s320/SL731688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHmuD2-VQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/KQmWzlVp0lc/s1600-h/SL731695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355315110904485122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHmuD2-VQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/KQmWzlVp0lc/s320/SL731695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHmtl-jWiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Yv_pyMavfPI/s1600-h/SL731700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355315102883207714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHmtl-jWiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Yv_pyMavfPI/s320/SL731700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355314175427726514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHl3m77zLI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vvP1H9SoRo8/s320/SL731712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHl3NUvGHI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9gq86O_v30Q/s1600-h/SL731736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355314168552429682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHl3NUvGHI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9gq86O_v30Q/s320/SL731736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHl2xGT57I/AAAAAAAAAJg/-PRom0H3hj4/s1600-h/SL731809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355314160975734706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHl2xGT57I/AAAAAAAAAJg/-PRom0H3hj4/s320/SL731809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was a freaking awesome day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I sound plain nerdy saying this but "all hail physics!"; I spent the entire day revising WEP, doing physics assessments and revising SHC+thermal physics. ;D am a 100% kanchiong spidey who's afraid to fail exams. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nevertheless I must admit, I spent the afternoon at queensway and got two FBT tees (shall post pictures some day when I happen to be wearing it and feel like camwhoring heh.) and a dampener. To be really frank, I dont need a dampener for my tennis racket because I dont hit hard but whatever it is, it's a tennis ball which bounces. (Y)(Y) I like!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love shopping like mad and can go around shops and find things I NEVER KNEW I NEEDED and decide i need them and buy them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; P.S. shit just realised eom and physics assignments are NOT YET DONE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.P.S. personal note to subscribe to Seventeen Mag.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S sorry for the spammation. I couldnt put them in the same postscript because they were about different matters xp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-1765373838433107494?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/1765373838433107494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/sentosaayg09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/1765373838433107494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/1765373838433107494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/sentosaayg09.html' title='Sentosa+AYG09'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SlHnNsDwwSI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NQcrJLjnsHc/s72-c/SL731660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-6886151747379259619</id><published>2009-07-05T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:01:47.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self, note to all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hi all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you say something you should mean it. whether it is giving advise or making a stand, you shouldnt say yes and then mean no because it'd be a really mean thing to do. besides, what if somebody counted on your words to give them courage and assurances? wont you be cheating then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cheers, cariokay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-6886151747379259619?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/6886151747379259619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/note-to-self-note-to-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6886151747379259619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6886151747379259619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/note-to-self-note-to-all.html' title='note to self, note to all.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-3379011449648931938</id><published>2009-07-03T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T04:02:26.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spongebob stickers+joy in life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HI./been reading a few people's blogs and didnt think it was very interesting but i noticed something cool. Most of those bloggers bothered to greet their readers- "hi" "hello" "hello everybody" while those who proclaim their blogs to be better than the rest didnt have the basic courtesy. So even if my blog's not very cool, not a very good read, i'm still going to be polite. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was really meaning to put a picture here, then start blogging about first day of school. now, it seems like eons ago. I mean, i just had a chem test and it's only the first week of school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brain's screwed, seriously. All i ever think about is what to do the next minute, the next hour, the next day or the next week. Or when i'm working on something, i'm thinking, "what if it failed?" "what if i didnt do it good?" when HELLO, IF YOU DONT EVER GET FOCUSED INTO DOING WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING, LIKELY CHANCES ARE YOU'D FAIL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overwhelmed as most part of me am, the bigger problem is, my brain has yet to register that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you've read till here, good but this post is probably going to be really thoughtful and thus, long. So you can stop here if it really pains you to read miniature words off a screen. Firstly, I've thought about it quite long and have read it in numerous books. Probably none has actually screamed the words but the underlying message is obvious enough. Which is, you can learn from anybody and anything (and that includes shitty people/things e.g. boring lessons) So if we really put humility in our life, I guess we can learn a lot more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secondly, I recalled from the Davinci exhibit that "being willing to do is not enough, you've to do it" or smth along those lines. I linked it to the fact that action speaks louder than words. We can say, plan, think, dream but it's never going to materialise if we do not step out of the bubble/comfort zone we live in and do something about it. I've wanted to learn cross stitch and knitting but today only is when i finally hooked up with resources and get down to planning a "lesson". "courage is feeling the fear but doing it anyw" so being without fear does not make you courageous, rather it makes you a failure cos you've never really lived. So from today, I'm going to be courageous. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lastly, I'm going to do a photo collage in my room with many many memories. Hopefully it'd remind me of what i had and what could have been, thus motivating me to create more happy memories with my loved ones alr. I'm also going to start reading nytimes.com. NOTE: if you've plenty of time at home, THIS IS A GOOD READ. (Y)(Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am going to read NY TIMES and consolidate CID4+LA stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. SHEREEN, RMB TO LOG ON FACEBOOK LATER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-3379011449648931938?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/3379011449648931938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/spongebob-stickersjoy-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3379011449648931938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3379011449648931938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/07/spongebob-stickersjoy-in-life.html' title='spongebob stickers+joy in life.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-3075226916599496125</id><published>2009-06-29T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T07:55:48.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First times bring panic attacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkjV3cqQitI/AAAAAAAAAI4/-AU61XGH4LM/s1600-h/P6260633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352763305692793554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 64px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 73px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkjV3cqQitI/AAAAAAAAAI4/-AU61XGH4LM/s320/P6260633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The night before i was having sweaty palms, constant frowns and insonmia all because today is the first day of term 3. TRUST ME. First times to anyth gives me the above even tho i've had first days in school for forever. Afterall, i'm alr in year4 aint I? :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First day was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. OK, stressful. realised there's a math test on 13th July and chem test this friday. Joy to the world~ who'd have thought this was the first day of sch?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. looked at developed pictures from Shermaine's party. My dear sister developed a million useless (i.e. blurred and meaningless) pictures multiple times. Now I've about 5 blurred pictures of tennis buddies, 2 pictures of nobody's face, 5 shots of replicated pictures of the same family etc. you get my gist~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. am going to read digital fortress cos it's the coolest. (Y) although i think davinci code is a lot more informative and challenging. still, the action is more in digital fortress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK GOING TO READ BYEBYE EVERYBODY. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-3075226916599496125?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/3075226916599496125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-times-bring-panic-attacks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3075226916599496125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3075226916599496125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-times-bring-panic-attacks.html' title='First times bring panic attacks'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkjV3cqQitI/AAAAAAAAAI4/-AU61XGH4LM/s72-c/P6260633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-3156027988573003115</id><published>2009-06-27T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T02:38:31.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the stupid times we've had together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISTER! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Having a sister is like having a best friend you cant get rid of. you know that no matter what you do, they'll still be by your side." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-edited from Amy Li.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with you, i've had complaints, upsetness with god, heated arguments, occasional screamings and insensible fights for the sake of my pride. yet, no matter how those are happening and will still happen, it's from the depths of my heart when i tell you i'm happy to have you as my sister; when i tell you how fortunate to be able to confide in you, talk to you; or when i tell you, &lt;strong&gt;i love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXjGIzrk7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/koahXx6hSLI/s1600-h/SL731429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351933426782671794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXjGIzrk7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/koahXx6hSLI/s320/SL731429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXjFwl4oQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oaGry8Bb4WE/s1600-h/SL731430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351933420282355970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXjFwl4oQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oaGry8Bb4WE/s320/SL731430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks lovelies for helping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXjFlXDvNI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sjyZpomhong/s1600-h/SL731434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351933417267379410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXjFlXDvNI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sjyZpomhong/s320/SL731434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXjFTK3KGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YgInOXt1as0/s1600-h/SL731468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351933412384385122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXjFTK3KGI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YgInOXt1as0/s320/SL731468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXW6GEuybI/AAAAAAAAAII/Dp18mFa8GbQ/s1600-h/P6260628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351920025750915506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXW6GEuybI/AAAAAAAAAII/Dp18mFa8GbQ/s320/P6260628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girl beside my sister is very pretty right!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her smile is sweet, and the good thing is that, she's always smiling.(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXW5_7la6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/mBzqeC3eqvc/s1600-h/P6260617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351920024101940130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXW5_7la6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/mBzqeC3eqvc/s320/P6260617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXW5TZluTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8NL6qGw5LUU/s1600-h/P6260605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351920012148193586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXW5TZluTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/8NL6qGw5LUU/s320/P6260605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS PICTURE IS DARMNED FUNNY HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus, shirleen looks epic chio here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXW41i-1NI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ovkqHg2azRA/s1600-h/P6260558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351920004134524114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXW41i-1NI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ovkqHg2azRA/s320/P6260558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; very failed picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXW4ePAyiI/AAAAAAAAAHo/uj7bcNB9ocM/s1600-h/P6260541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351919997876750882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXW4ePAyiI/AAAAAAAAAHo/uj7bcNB9ocM/s320/P6260541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the party yesterday was crazy okokok. i started preparing at 4pm and the party went on until 12.30pm. nonetheless, it was good (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent the afternoon setting up guest table, taking pictures, camwhoring, blowing balloons and going crazy hahahahhahahahha. I love balloon, they're so floaty and colourful! :D alvin and wesley look like uncles selling newspapers, no offence xp. thanks much for your helps anyw. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then there was food+cake+games. didnt eat any food+cake, and i didnt dare to tell my mum lest she laughs or scolds me for not eating. had no appetite okok! too much air. games were not bad. most of them were cooperative and supportive so (Y) i like i like! to add on with cute little girls/boys, good music, crazy times and floatly balloons, the party was awesome! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tag replies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicholas- HI OKOK. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joycelin- I DIDNT! but i alr know the ending ley xp would it ruin the suspense? hahahahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bluerabbitz- HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA YOU (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-3156027988573003115?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/3156027988573003115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-sister-d-having-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3156027988573003115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3156027988573003115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-sister-d-having-sister.html' title='Thanks for the stupid times we&apos;ve had together.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkXjGIzrk7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/koahXx6hSLI/s72-c/SL731429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-7570144135600167635</id><published>2009-06-25T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T02:35:45.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>walt disney said: keep moving forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;[edited. 5.26pm]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 things I want to do before holiday ends :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. get a big wallpaper to put all my pictures over the past years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. charge my camera so i can take millions of pictures tmrw during the party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. finish reading my ever-piling newspapers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. customise a notebook as birthday present/keep it for myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. complete my cross stitch ASAP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. arrange tennis meet ups for school reopen! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. start on NYAA skills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. start practising my guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. set up a book portal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. finish odyssey+borrow digital fortress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11. read god of small things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;school's going to start next week unless MOE decides to extend holidays;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am not dreading it as much as most people do. &lt;img alt=":D" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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;holidays have been (Y). visited various museums and science centre serveral times, viewed cool exhibits, done a few CIPs, read davinci code, watched lots of movies+dvds, sweated at tennis. felt; i felt self-doubt and crummy, felt eeky and sticky all over like i'm dying for a bath, felt guilty for slacking the day away, not studying, felt imperfect. did; read inspirational quotes, recalled what it was like chionging for mye, how it felt to have fufiled my goal, did many plannings (but no actions). &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;usually the best come out of accidents, dont you think? the most well-planned itenary becomes not as good as what we imagined them to be, dont you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-7570144135600167635?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/7570144135600167635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/walt-disney-said-keep-moving-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7570144135600167635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7570144135600167635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/walt-disney-said-keep-moving-forward.html' title='walt disney said: keep moving forward'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-9164677433998783806</id><published>2009-06-24T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:20:22.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you OK?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the pictures that arrived late hahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;picnic with delta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my hair was curling in a very horrible manner. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMa8mUR6hI/AAAAAAAAAHM/F3VNcHiSWs8/s1600-h/SL731391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351150410626361874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMa8mUR6hI/AAAAAAAAAHM/F3VNcHiSWs8/s320/SL731391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HI. HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;joycelin looks too normal to be commented about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eeyer come to think of it, i've never shopped, thrashed out, had crazy sad times with you. we're the most normal combi. :) maybe next time we can do CIP together? hahaha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMa8ZTHhaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Rq4H1_ZOBCc/s1600-h/SL731388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351150407131825570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMa8ZTHhaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Rq4H1_ZOBCc/s320/SL731388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we took like damn a lot of pictures because i keep looking screwed but shuwei looks in same in all pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyw you are very funny+very cute okay! stop thinking the worst of yourself. :) maybe next time when we go shopping, you'd be the one making me buy smth instead of the other way round hahhahahhahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMa8ECD5gI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Sf_PJ2Ksv2k/s1600-h/SL731384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351150401423140354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMa8ECD5gI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Sf_PJ2Ksv2k/s320/SL731384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; qiaowei uh thinks she looks cute here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deluded little girl, hahahahhah thanks for being there everytime i feel down or when i just wna talk. you've been an amazing friend cum joke. I (L) you ok! if you ever need me, i'll be here ok! (a phone call away, an email away etc you get my gist hahahaha) am still thinking about attending clt course, but i know if i do, you'd be there yes? :) im'ma crazy buddy 1314.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMa7y5kX_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ShwzZOqslVo/s1600-h/SL731390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351150396824117234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMa7y5kX_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ShwzZOqslVo/s320/SL731390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; valerie looks freaking cute here!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we've had our bitch fights+gossip sessions+thrash outs but no matter what, I (L) you. rmb the fun fun thailand trip, horribly long yet very funny busrides, scary hotels (ok, maybe only scary to me), thailand flies, oily breakfast and crazy shoppings! we must do it again okokok. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMa7xswk6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/TMG-8iAx6co/s1600-h/SL731394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351150396501955490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMa7xswk6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/TMG-8iAx6co/s320/SL731394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shirleen+Shereen=twins. (aiyo I lose out)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahhahahahha just kidding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this picture is too dark, we both look camouflaged. :/ you've been an awesome friend! although we had been bitchy about each other before, but what's friendship without bitchfights? rmb the tiring inspire cip, ncc cip, ranting sessions, thrash out sessions in thailand, thailand flies+bus conductor picture! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;science centre trip with family v v long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMZglf0aSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NYSju82TESA/s1600-h/SL730503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351148829858359586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMZglf0aSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NYSju82TESA/s320/SL730503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i think this has a slight resemblance to smth. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it looks darmned scary.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMZgVCvTPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/4elavLMOh3A/s1600-h/SL730470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351148825441422578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMZgVCvTPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/4elavLMOh3A/s320/SL730470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amusing yes no? hahahhahahahhahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Museums with Qiaowei and Shirleen. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMXIEryY9I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OEz1EYsjdh4/s1600-h/IMG_9750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351146209710072786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMXIEryY9I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OEz1EYsjdh4/s320/IMG_9750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Macdonalds on the left, esplanade on the right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mmm never seem to get directions right xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMXH7JNzAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9RCsmEVCe-I/s1600-h/IMG_9762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351146207149149186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMXH7JNzAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9RCsmEVCe-I/s320/IMG_9762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Behind is an exhibit with a man lying on the ground with a chain around his neck, like a dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont really get the story behind. The gist is, this person+his dog are so close that they fuse as one. (???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMXHvOuUAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/619Qlq47t4o/s1600-h/IMG_9783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351146203951026178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMXHvOuUAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/619Qlq47t4o/s320/IMG_9783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMXHXt9QTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OL2KwqUL5uM/s1600-h/SL731269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351146197639577906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMXHXt9QTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OL2KwqUL5uM/s320/SL731269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cute graffiti at the back. There were little stick figures!&lt;br /&gt;the camera in the foreground is shirleen's coughcoughcough. :) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMXHe7-E7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/1aHGY3QNjY8/s1600-h/SL731291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351146199577400242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMXHe7-E7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/1aHGY3QNjY8/s320/SL731291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;playground for kids :O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we took most pictures at SAM heheh at ACM, the Kangxi exhibit was quiet and solemn so we couldnt possibly be going crazy with snapshots and flashes yes? hahahh. I saw many famous exhibits during the holidays, i.e. Davinci the Genius, Kangxi Emperor, The Unguarded Moment. It was cool, although to be very frank, I dont get the expressions in SAM. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;zeek, okok cant wait for school to reopen and for a new set of activities to arrive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;NYAA+CID4 :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-9164677433998783806?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/9164677433998783806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/9164677433998783806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/9164677433998783806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-ok.html' title='Are you OK?'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SkMa8mUR6hI/AAAAAAAAAHM/F3VNcHiSWs8/s72-c/SL731391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4913800045521286506</id><published>2009-06-24T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T09:12:18.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you mean the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm never good with words. I cant create the most sentimental paragraph to express the heart-felt emotions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Delta, you've meant the world to me and you always will. You create the real feelings- love, hate, sadness, sorrow, happiness, craziness etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm afraid that after we step down, we're going to walk past each other like we've never mattered to each other, like we're never a big part of each other's life. I'm afraid we'd become mere hell0-bye friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel fortunate to have been able to know you girls. I hope that after we step down, our love would go on, as strong and never forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-4913800045521286506?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4913800045521286506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-mean-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4913800045521286506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4913800045521286506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-mean-world.html' title='you mean the world'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-7374067928054706406</id><published>2009-06-22T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:31:19.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what if everybody is a miracle to cover up for my flaws?</title><content type='html'>schools are starting. i havent finished a million holiday homework. i'm supposed to be asleep or else i'd be grumpy and frustrated tomorrow. i'm sad i'm going to rod. there's so many things that i'm unhappy about. of course, i can easily change them by doing something logical and meaningful instead of whining at this post. however, once in a while, it feels good to not be in control- to let things come and overwhelm you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sitting here feeling a damp heart. it's not being teenage moody. it's the feeling below someone else. maybe it's jealousy? i feel inferior. i'm not as pretty, as smart, as sociable, as confident, as funny, as... amazing in every single way. when people look at you, then at me, what do they think? that you must be the miracle to cover up for such a loser i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's suffocating to have these emotions heaped up in me. everybody thinks it's not like me, it's not shereen, it shouldnt be so. maybe you've never known the me when i display my emotions, honest and frank, right in your face. maybe you've never known that i love fairytale endings; you've never known that i love art; maybe you've never known that i yearn for people to love me for who i am, when i'm stripped down to the very end, raw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just trying to tell the world out there, whoever's reading, that everybody (no matter how pretty, how smart, how sociable, how confident, how funny etc you are) needs encouragement. they need to know that someone sees the good they're doing. they need love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-7374067928054706406?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/7374067928054706406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-if-everybody-is-miracle-to-cover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7374067928054706406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7374067928054706406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-if-everybody-is-miracle-to-cover.html' title='what if everybody is a miracle to cover up for my flaws?'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-5563776587977161853</id><published>2009-06-17T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:23:28.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>romeo, I want to be your juliet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Sjj6hrqGYUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6nEEi8AJPc0/s1600-h/SL731354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348300014064394562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Sjj6hrqGYUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6nEEi8AJPc0/s320/SL731354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; museums=a lot of unneccessary walking+fun+crazy photoshoots. :) we took the above at PhotoID. went out with qiaowei and shirleen today. although i was melting under the sweltering heat, it turned out funny! we went to the ACM, kangxi exhibit (in acm) and SAM. SAM was cool except that I couldnt understand how the painting relates to "difficulties of women" ?! still, cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tmrw is temple visit+library+movies+meeting with cousins! am looking forward to it; joy to the world. ;D will update with more pictures when I'm in the mood. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-5563776587977161853?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/5563776587977161853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/romeo-i-want-to-be-your-juliet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5563776587977161853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5563776587977161853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/romeo-i-want-to-be-your-juliet.html' title='romeo, I want to be your juliet.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Sjj6hrqGYUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6nEEi8AJPc0/s72-c/SL731354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-7553570602372308899</id><published>2009-06-15T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T03:02:21.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling like a rotten apple. (N)</title><content type='html'>feeling like a rotten apple. ):&lt;br /&gt;the below is my time schedule for today and I cant figure out which part tells me I've been slacking.&lt;br /&gt;still, i feel like a rotten apple. must be the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30am: visited the doctor because of a rash outbreak&lt;br /&gt;9.30am: read newspapers&lt;br /&gt;11am: started on math&lt;br /&gt;12noon: lunch&lt;br /&gt;12.30pm: read blogs+msn chats&lt;br /&gt;1pm: math ace learning assignment&lt;br /&gt;3pm: looked up gv+bookstork.lj&lt;br /&gt;3.45pm: new radio; helped set up; found out it worked; went crazy&lt;br /&gt;4pm: math differentiation+integration&lt;br /&gt;5.20pm: blogging+nearly dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;going for movies+roadshow+museums; cant wait!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-7553570602372308899?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/7553570602372308899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/feeling-like-rotten-apple-n.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7553570602372308899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7553570602372308899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/feeling-like-rotten-apple-n.html' title='Feeling like a rotten apple. (N)'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4459695295863864244</id><published>2009-06-13T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T09:27:26.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your smile catches my breath.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;say it again for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's like the whole world stops to listen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wrote in my diary so this blog post is going to be random, spammed with nonsensical stuffs and sleepy. currently waiting for my printer to finish printing all my chinese holiday homework. :O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyw Marie Digby is a lovely singer+writer. Her songs are resounding with emotions. Every single part of her lyrics seem to convery a message. Certain parts of her lyrics made me think of the last time someone said smth that brings everyth to a standstill, letting me swallow within the meaning of the words and dives deep into my heart. If I were to randomly think of one now, it's difficult so hahahahhahaahahahaha leave it to another day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heartbeat concert was (Y) the dances were amazing. There are a whole array of them, although there are a few that were repeated. Generally, the venue, procedure, MCs, performances etc were awesome!:D Nearly the entire 4H were there and &lt;strong&gt;everybody looks like a superstar&lt;/strong&gt; ok. I was wearing simple jeans shorts, sailor tanktop, white overcoat and my school bag. To be fair, my school bag matches my outfit ok! And everybody else was wearing heels, dresses, carrying handbags, miniskirts, etc etc etc superstar!!! :O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok need to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inspire CIP tmrw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kind of dreading.&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/1001614532001904258-4459695295863864244?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4459695295863864244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-smile-catches-my-breath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4459695295863864244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4459695295863864244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-smile-catches-my-breath.html' title='Your smile catches my breath.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-5181944729478968382</id><published>2009-06-07T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T06:25:48.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NCC-LAKESIDE FSC CIP@Macritche</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first ever DELTA CIP. : )))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's with lakeside FSC. The kids were typically kids- difficult to manage, restless, cute and still very difficult to manage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only game they are ever interested in is catching, or any other games related to catching. e.g. freeze and melt, virus etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's kind of funny. hahahahah I alr forgot the names of these days until the point when I heard them ask for it and I recall how popular these games are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Siu-W3hHqhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/NJjQkG2YdpI/s1600-h/SL731189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344574682874489362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Siu-W3hHqhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/NJjQkG2YdpI/s320/SL731189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Motherly CIP leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Siu-WqcEeDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/qDjETUxevRg/s1600-h/SL731201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344574679363647538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Siu-WqcEeDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/qDjETUxevRg/s320/SL731201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's amazing! this CIP brings out the motherly, loving, caring, doting etc sides of NCC GUYS+GIRLS you've never seen before!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Siu-WUOkLsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/tYYrOjjj82w/s1600-h/SL731210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344574673401425602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Siu-WUOkLsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/tYYrOjjj82w/s320/SL731210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Valerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Siu-WG8F5HI/AAAAAAAAAFM/z5hMifCbVfg/s1600-h/SL731204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344574669834282098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Siu-WG8F5HI/AAAAAAAAAFM/z5hMifCbVfg/s320/SL731204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your bag. it's darmned chio+ex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember shirleen said smth about feei being expensive, what with the River Island jeans, branded bag and high human value. HAHAHHAHHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Siu-WP4eODI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LKHmSJNPnf8/s1600-h/SL731203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344574672235018290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Siu-WP4eODI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LKHmSJNPnf8/s320/SL731203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liqin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK LIQIN'S DIFFERENT. She's alr our delta mama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HI MAMA~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a loads of fun with Delta. : ))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The biggest hiccup is that majority of the games- perhaps all, were too "disciplined" for the kids. :/ OK, MUST ORGANISE BETTER GAMES NEXT TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. the pics came late because I'm very lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-5181944729478968382?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/5181944729478968382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/ncc-lakeside-fsc-cipmacritche.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5181944729478968382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5181944729478968382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/06/ncc-lakeside-fsc-cipmacritche.html' title='NCC-LAKESIDE FSC CIP@Macritche'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Siu-W3hHqhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/NJjQkG2YdpI/s72-c/SL731189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-6599609297767220635</id><published>2009-05-29T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T05:13:15.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit happens (all at one time)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today. Played soccer. Watched a chinese video during Lang arts. Did a self-made chem experiement. Had freestyle rehearsals under the burning sun. School closes at 5pm. Tmrw. 7.15am no4 school. Open house cum CCA for 5 hours. Physics tuition. Predictably tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is just not a good day. I just got yelled at by my mother for smth that I could do nothing about. I'm extremely sad that Delta is stepping down. I wish I could stop judging whatever I hear/see/do and start to live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-6599609297767220635?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/6599609297767220635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit-happens-all-at-one-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6599609297767220635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6599609297767220635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit-happens-all-at-one-time.html' title='Shit happens (all at one time)'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-5793174635481685262</id><published>2009-05-27T00:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:35:48.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You v cute leh"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Cross country 09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Champion: Minotaur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our school's cross country. Competitive runners ran 3.5km. It seems shorter than I thought, all thanks to morning runs for Hillary Challenge and the worries I had in the morning. I improved from 80+ to 50+ in position. Yay, hahahahahahahahhahahahahha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-5793174635481685262?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/5793174635481685262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-v-cute-leh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5793174635481685262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5793174635481685262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-v-cute-leh.html' title='&quot;You v cute leh&quot;'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-6290683078124250011</id><published>2009-05-27T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:27:27.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you, delta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Shzo-HI1TMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rX5HVgd9lJk/s1600-h/SC+champions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340399411920194754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Shzo-HI1TMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rX5HVgd9lJk/s320/SC+champions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Charlie champions, my champions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sexyalpha, burntbravo, charliecannibals, dopeydeltas. nonsensical names, indeed. But to me, it has created my sense of belonging to this platoon; not just any partabcd, we're that part a, that part b, that part c, that part d. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In one more act, we're stepping down. In other words, we're going to say good bye. Goodbye to the sweat, blood and tears of being cadets. Goodbye to the scoldings we use to get. Goodbye to the togetherness. Goodbye to each other. Goodbye to NCC. What I'm afraid of, is how much of these will remain in our hearts, in our memories? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm always told to move forward. Whenever something untoward, happen to me, others tell me to let it go, leave it behind and create new memories. Now, my heart is filled with fear- fear of forgetting. I dont want these beautiful memories to be displaced by others. I dont want to leave delta girls. They are my treasure, my lifeline, my memories. I cant imagine a school life without them. I really cant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can I do to ease this heartache?&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/1001614532001904258-6290683078124250011?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/6290683078124250011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-you-delta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6290683078124250011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6290683078124250011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-you-delta.html' title='I love you, delta.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Shzo-HI1TMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rX5HVgd9lJk/s72-c/SC+champions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4653318279833585562</id><published>2009-05-25T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T06:06:53.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My treasure, my lifeline, my motivation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShqURDDZHGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/26FVPprATdU/s1600-h/SL731103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339743328799366242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShqURDDZHGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/26FVPprATdU/s320/SL731103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a record-breaking mass Taiji exercise, with more than 400 participants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just one of the many cool stuffs that went on during and at the CE Games Day 2009. :) It was held at ITE College East. The campus is huge and beautiful. It has a large stadium (with comfortable seats in good working condition), a large quadrant that can spurt water (i think), and an air conditioned resting room&lt;em&gt;. our school just pales in comparison doesnt it?! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played fencing. Which coughcoughcough somebody poked me in the abdomen which cough hurts. That's not the point. Fencing is cool. It has cool gears, varying sword-shapes, etc etc except that I will never comprehend how anyone finds passion hiding under a suffocating helmet. hey i tried ok. I just prefer tennis, bball, bmt and swiming. :)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a funny funny day. We got back our chinese paper 1, which i passed with all thanks to the holy one up there, finished watching Napola, had health check up, spent the entire day reading a &lt;em&gt;chinese&lt;/em&gt; book. It weird enough that I passed my chinese paper 1. hyperventilates yay. I'm want a GPA of 3.0 this term. I'm not asking for 3.5 or 3.1 or 3.2 or whatever, it's just 3.0! (A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My after-MYE days are filled with hillary challenge training, mino mascot making, freestyle rehearsals and bballs. Bball sessions are damn shuang okok. Especially when you play until you're exhausted, sweaty and breathless. (ignores the fact that I cant shoot, I cant dribble and my reaction is slow) hey i tried ok. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahhahahahh this post is getting so monotonous. I'm leaving to drown in my ipod, doing math. exciting to the max sia. (nerd face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-4653318279833585562?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4653318279833585562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-treasure-my-lifeline-my-motivation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4653318279833585562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4653318279833585562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-treasure-my-lifeline-my-motivation.html' title='My treasure, my lifeline, my motivation.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShqURDDZHGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/26FVPprATdU/s72-c/SL731103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-6649214583281835621</id><published>2009-05-21T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T05:55:43.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the heartache you feel is just your brain's way of telling you that hey dont let go, that person matters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Old pain doesnt completely die. Time may soothe it, stroke over it, until it looks like it has healed, but it never dies properly. It stays with you, living in the cracks of your soul, waiting for the moment when you feel true pain. Other people may hurt me several times over the years. I've cried, I've ached, I've grieved with varying degrees of intensity. &lt;strong&gt;And I'd always known, that it only hurt enough to leave a scar if that person mattered&lt;/strong&gt;." -Goodnight Beautiful, Dorothy Koomson &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's true that the many times we flame a person on our blogs, rant about that person, bitch about that person, get angry, or upset, or unhappy about the person's misdeeds, it's really because we care about that person. To put it simply, we're interested. Otherwise, we would naturally tune into the indifference mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we touch our hearts and for once, be completely honest with our emotions, we'd know that the heartache you feel is just your brain's way of telling you that hey, dont let go, that person matters. More often than not, the person matters more than you think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We often give in to impulsive decisions and neglect the fact that we've spent many times and been through many experiences with him/her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-6649214583281835621?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/6649214583281835621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/heartache-you-feel-is-just-your-brains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6649214583281835621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/6649214583281835621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/heartache-you-feel-is-just-your-brains.html' title='the heartache you feel is just your brain&apos;s way of telling you that hey dont let go, that person matters.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-9109946534770008221</id><published>2009-05-20T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:04:15.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Embarassing is my second name and grumpy is my third.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShQad39dYSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vsj_nUQwBwk/s1600-h/cute+guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337920558881136930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShQad39dYSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vsj_nUQwBwk/s320/cute+guy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;look at cute guy+pretty girl=omgz gasp hyperventilates. (focus back on cute guy) he's really my main point. Ok, Kimbum is cute but he's not as cute/shuai/sweet as mr cute guy okokok i swear on my chinese grade that mr cute guy is worthy of your worship. hahahahahahahahahhaha (A)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so bored of blogging today. I (L) Blogging! Today is just too boring but i'm blogging for the sake of blogging. Hist pawns all because I learnt that there's not going to be lessons and lesson times will be nothing but movies+stuffs we want to do (aka movies)! anyw check out this funny convo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shereen says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos RVFSD team won 3rd in the nationals so we get to perform in ncc day&lt;br /&gt;yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leong John Silvers says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shereen says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should sound more excited lo&lt;br /&gt;like "YAY RV'S GOING TO PERFORM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leong John Silvers says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOO YEA U GUYS PERFORMING FOR NCC DAY OMG!!!!!! FRIKKIN AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shereen says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leong John Silvers says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;haha i live to please ma'am:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shereen says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahhahahahahah wlao&lt;br /&gt;your ego damn small siax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leong John Silvers says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahahaha what makes you say that???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okok i shall mediate for the night. survive thurs timetable+4rounds+long day. pray for weekends. excite over tennis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. I (L) SATURDAYS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-9109946534770008221?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/9109946534770008221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/embarassing-is-my-second-name-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/9109946534770008221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/9109946534770008221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/embarassing-is-my-second-name-and.html' title='Embarassing is my second name and grumpy is my third.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShQad39dYSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vsj_nUQwBwk/s72-c/cute+guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-7529004565283166337</id><published>2009-05-18T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:05:54.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's amazing how i managed to listen to shuffles at ngiht and know it's nothing to be afraid of :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShGJ6gF2hSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ygf27ML8GiE/s1600-h/X-MEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337198671550645538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShGJ6gF2hSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ygf27ML8GiE/s320/X-MEN.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShGJ6fLMCGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Dq-B6V0nuzc/s1600-h/Angels%26Demons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337198671304591458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShGJ6fLMCGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Dq-B6V0nuzc/s320/Angels%26Demons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShGJ6Reui3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/ki5D6BlUx0U/s1600-h/17again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337198667628448626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShGJ6Reui3I/AAAAAAAAAEU/ki5D6BlUx0U/s320/17again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;above credits to &lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.gv.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched 17again and angels&amp;amp;demons in a row today! and a few days ago, when exams just ended (which alr seems like a long time ago), i watched X-men with 4H. :O I have never watched so many movie teebits in this considerably short period of time. ok, for most of X-men and Angels&amp;amp;Demons I was closing my eyes/behind my bag/behind someone's back, but still, i got the gist of the story. 17 again was the coolest; with the cliche "zac effron is so hot" comments. hahahahhahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've finished the proposed timeline with Ziqi; finished translating the entire survey for parents into Chinese which Ximeng was supposed to do, coughcoughcough somebody must have forgotten hahahahhahahahahahhaha. On the brighter side, I managed to improve my Chinese. Really ok! :) So I'm going into the habit of sleeping at unearthly hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It still never fails to amaze me how i can fill my week before i even end the week before that?! Wed: Fsd rehearsals Thurs: Tennis with Rebecca, Kah Ghi, Muxin, Yongyu. Fri: CCA+Hillary challenge trng=(Y) Today was really funny cos someone proclaimed of protecting me from ghosts that appear. I didnt tell that person but I found it really cute. me=(A)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okok I shall go and sleep asap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;havent been blogging+reading blogs since 14th May, I pawn. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-7529004565283166337?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/7529004565283166337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-amazing-how-i-managed-to-listen-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7529004565283166337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7529004565283166337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-amazing-how-i-managed-to-listen-to.html' title='it&apos;s amazing how i managed to listen to shuffles at ngiht and know it&apos;s nothing to be afraid of :)'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/ShGJ6gF2hSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ygf27ML8GiE/s72-c/X-MEN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-9141894875854758704</id><published>2009-05-14T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:39:17.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight, beautiful.</title><content type='html'>There's CCA tmrw. PartBs please bring no4, 2.40pm pt kit. hahahahahahahahahah this is redundant because on typing this i know i that i still have to SMS them. I need to finish NCC CIP proposal by next friday. I need to finish CID4 timeline and plan a next meeting by next tuesday. I want to read Dorothy Koomson's Goodnight, Beautiful (which I'm told is a sad story). I want to read the John Sculley's book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rational brain is telling me to stop wasting time on blogging. My rational brain is a lot like my Dad- strictly no MSN, no SMS, no emails, no blogging, do math. period. While my irrational brain is a lot like the famous bloggers who adore shopping, adore hanging out, adore movies, adore more shoppping. Come to think of it really hard, these bloggers do nothing but shopping and hanging out. It's quite a waste of time really. At least my irrational brain includes reading, organising, writing in my yellow book, IPOD, PSP and tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my rational brain is going to ally with my mother and tell me to stop blogging. okok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall leave after typing about today. Today was a really emotional day. I was math :) history :O chem -.- chinese !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ): then i spent the rest of my day panicking. if i fail my chinese, i'm going to bury myself under my books+IPOD+PSP. I'm not even going to play tennis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, my irrational brain is talking.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-9141894875854758704?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/9141894875854758704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodnight-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/9141894875854758704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/9141894875854758704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodnight-beautiful.html' title='Goodnight, beautiful.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-8432905016717301175</id><published>2009-05-12T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T03:09:27.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delta, alert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HEY DELTA, ANYONE INTERESTED?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM NUMBER 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A children's musical drama about a boy who wins a story-telling competition but is still unhappy. On the other hand, a charming girl loses the competitionbut is happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By Arts Theatres Of Singapore. In Mandarin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where: Victoria Theatre&lt;br /&gt;MRT: Raffles Place&lt;br /&gt;When: Next Friday, 11am and 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;May 16, 3pm and 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;May 17, 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admission: $18-$24&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 6348-5555&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-8432905016717301175?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/8432905016717301175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/delta-alert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/8432905016717301175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/8432905016717301175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/delta-alert.html' title='Delta, alert!'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-5404339610109861158</id><published>2009-05-12T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T03:06:58.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey you, wake up.</title><content type='html'>Twitter, facebook, skype.. so many people are voicing their opinions about these social networking. I've been wondering the advantages and disadvantages of the internet. It's difficult to come up with a plausible conclusion. After reading several newspaper articles, I tentatively decide that the internet has more good than bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I have no intentions of offending anyone who is conservative about opinions which are being voiced publicly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin, I believe there are infinite wonders of the internet. Based on personal deduction, everybody reading this probably thinks the internet is awesome. But for those few who are still doubtful about the internet's ability, here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the quickness of the internet allows people to keep in touch with their friends, distant relatives or family members who are overseas. As long as there is an internet access, webcams, instant messaging, emails, social networking devices and such are avaiable.  From daily routines to massive breakthroughs, internet users can read the personal reflections of the person. Personally, it's been exceptionally useful for reinstating relationships with friends that i've neglected or forgotten over the past few years, namely my primary school friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it gives people breathing space. For example, emails can be sent within seconds. Yet, the receiver can choose to read it at that instant or leave it for a later time, when it is more convenient. This allows people to calm down and think through before replying. This is especially useful when both parties have just been involved in a heated argument. In addition, it allows people to construct a proper message before initiating a conversation or sending an email. Although skeptics argue that emails are a form of informality, it allows people to take time in drafting their message so that the most calm, most prepared image of the sender can be portrayed in the carefully chosen words. The thing about the internet is that it isnt as intimidating as meeting a person you've just yelled at or answering a particularly condescending superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, the internet is international. This makes it amazing. Informations from all over the world can be attained with a click of the internet. Cliche as it may sound; how often was the internet helpful in getting information? (Note: helpful in the sense of availability, convenience and usefulness) How many webpages of international organisations can be found with Google and Yahoo? How many of us have used the internet to get official statistics for our Language Arts Essay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I dont see what's wrong with tagging online and telling everybody what you're doing every single minute of your life. This wouldnt be possible some decades ago and the efficiency technology allows people to update their status anytime, anywhere. It calls for a celebration. It's an achievement isnt it? To me, the availability of the internet doesnt only rob people of their privacy, it also moulds us into unappreciative beings. We're able to attain a key source of information within seconds and instead of saying "hey, thank god", we frown over at how the internet has made us cyber savvy and on the contrary, loosing the habit of reading and writing. Then again, is it your parents' fault that you dont know how to cook? Is it your parents' fault that you're failing due to the overuse of the internet and the corresponding neglience on your studies? Many a times, we have a choice-to blame or not to blame. Some people choose to blame everything in the world but themselves for a flaw in their lives, some people choose to blame themselves, harp on their mistakes and kill their self esteem, while others choose to look into solving the problem. If you think using the internet has lessened the visits to the library, do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realised that the above benefits the internet brings can be countered with the fact that your informations or the informations you need are as available to you as other people. I'm not unaware of the presense of terrorist personalised webpages, internet pornography or email scams. Yet, I must say, the internet does not invade people's privacy. Frankly, it allows people to do so but if people dont do it, there will be no issue. The internet is fast and quick. So fast, so quick that some people have extra time to spare and they use it by hacking accounts and doing indecent stuffs (like those above and more).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is further severed by the possibility of remaining anonymous on the internet. Like I said, the best discipline is self discipline. Now, because of the lack of self discipline, laws and rules are enforced to ensure the basic discipline of the society or a school or an organisation. So, the freedom people are getting now makes them forget discipline, forget righteousness, forget moral values, forget the basic respect they should have for fellow internet users. The internet is undeniably a dangerous threshold to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, with careful usage, it becomes a convenient form of communication and a great time saver. So, what's wrong with the internet? Nothing. It's a genius invention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-5404339610109861158?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/5404339610109861158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-you-wake-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5404339610109861158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5404339610109861158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-you-wake-up.html' title='Hey you, wake up.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4481889517260685607</id><published>2009-05-02T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T19:46:59.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday side-ups</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Sfz_5gg4q1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/N5SjZrRg9Ks/s1600-h/SL730995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331417422345317202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Sfz_5gg4q1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/N5SjZrRg9Ks/s320/SL730995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just spent 20mins reading various people's blogs. mmmm, most of them reminded me of the upcoming MYE which is a really stressful thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everybody's in the mugging mood. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you happen to be reading this, GLHF FOR MYE!! dont give up now and regret later.  i swear that in no time, it'd be over! 8D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random facts of Sunday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Tammy is a really interesting blogger. She has a life, a very interesting one. I'm impressed by the way she can make herself look good. She has cool clothings and up-to-date fashion but she deosnt seem to go wild every one. instead, she selects those that make her look good. Like Leanne, like Desiree, like Melody... omgz, where do they get all their moolahs?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I'm having baked rice today agn. hahahhahahahahahha be very jealous Brenda. :) heehee, which reminds me of the increased frequency of baked rice i'm having. frankly, i agree i'm a spoilt pampered girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I've cultivated the habit of waking up at 7am everyday and sleeping by 10.30pm everyday. i pwn everybody. ;D besides that, i'm reading the papers daily. I've read The Straits Times today and the Lifestyle section has an article about Singaporean's self esteem. I think it encourages us all to put aside the stereotypes we have of our society and think a little deeper into the truth we face but are reluctant to admit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I have been having 3 hours phy lessons but am not very beat after that. late sleepers, y'll should consider sleeping early too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough random facts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;havent touched history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;say bye to mugger! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-4481889517260685607?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4481889517260685607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday-side-ups.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4481889517260685607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4481889517260685607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday-side-ups.html' title='Sunday side-ups'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/Sfz_5gg4q1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/N5SjZrRg9Ks/s72-c/SL730995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-4939785207633290385</id><published>2009-04-28T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:31:20.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The opposite of love is indifference.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SfcTA4SOa-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/hH0xzYDxL5o/s1600-h/SL730986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329749589846027234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SfcTA4SOa-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/hH0xzYDxL5o/s320/SL730986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;week's been crazy. all i ever rmb is mugging day in day out and getting into bed by 10.30pm. then waking up for another round of the vicious cycle. i never rmb how much i've studied, or recalled what i'm ready for. all i know is that, if i dont slog myself out, i will feel sorry for myself after MYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 days of no school. 2 weeks of hardcore mugging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i say hardcore, i mean hardcore. So, i'm no longer going to stalk desiree, leanne, melody or tammy on their blogs from now till 13th may. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this blog will only be for ranting=destressing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i swear in the name of MYE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;recently read this quote from Reader's Digest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the gist goes like this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when there's nothing else to say to you, no more scoldings, no more comments, no more rants, no more concern, &lt;em&gt;that's when the person truly forgets your presence.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;your existence is no longer required by that person, nor acknowledged. &lt;em&gt;that's when, that person does not love you anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the opposite of love is indifference.&lt;/strong&gt; when i still hate you, i still care for you. To you, it's beyond hate. i do not care whether you wave to me when you see me in school; i do not care if you find the guys to bitch about us; i do not care if you ever choose to join us again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me, you will never belong to us, &lt;em&gt;ever again&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's mugging session with physics tuition gang tmrw. XOXO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9am-7pm (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-4939785207633290385?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/4939785207633290385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/04/opposite-of-love-is-indifference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4939785207633290385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/4939785207633290385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/04/opposite-of-love-is-indifference.html' title='The opposite of love is indifference.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SfcTA4SOa-I/AAAAAAAAAEE/hH0xzYDxL5o/s72-c/SL730986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-7574906999664335263</id><published>2009-04-21T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:39:33.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I challenge you to make your life a masterpiece.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I challenge you to make your life a masterpiece. I challenge you to join the ranks of those people who live what they teach, who walk their talk." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Anthony Robbins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a gpa of 3.1 is seriously difficult. i need a B3 in all subj. so far, i'm far from B3 in history, language arts and chinese. even tho my sciences are up to standard, i cant hit a gpa of 3 with those grades in my humanities. sucker pile of shit. grrrr :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my forehead of throbbing this afternoon, needed an overdose of panadol but ended up with reading my chinese novel+reader's digest!! no studying=no stress=no headaches. ftw~! to make myself feel better, i did mugging of chem for one hours plus. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~wonderful~ You. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;need to bloody reconsider your attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. even tho you're no longer directly involved with our activities, it is v irresponsible of you to make a mess out of things and then leave the rubbish behind for me to handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. there is no way i, or any of us, will be jealous of you because to be really frank, there's nothing about you to be jealous about. we've got each other, and after today, you'd have nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, at the end of the day, you were the one who choose to walk away, to go the guys, to go to the abyss of people who dnt really bother about you aft today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i pity you, &lt;em&gt;sometimes.&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/1001614532001904258-7574906999664335263?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/7574906999664335263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-challenge-you-to-make-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7574906999664335263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/7574906999664335263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-challenge-you-to-make-your-life.html' title='I challenge you to make your life a masterpiece.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-3531655198448509028</id><published>2009-04-17T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:51:46.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I surrender to the strawberry icecream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY I FOUND MY CAM'S CHARGER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aft 123456789 years of procrascinating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;in my cam's mem card, i found these. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiRcE4BrKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qoRYyGHQnA8/s1600-h/SL730514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325666470896708770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiRcE4BrKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qoRYyGHQnA8/s320/SL730514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's found science centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mmmmmm, supposed to be smth... hahahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiRb6Rip3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/qFZ0lBX1RUg/s1600-h/SL730484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325666468050937714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiRb6Rip3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/qFZ0lBX1RUg/s320/SL730484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; left, my dad. right, me.&lt;br /&gt;only my dad will do this with me, seriously. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU DADDY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below are FSD REHEARSALS pics. i think there are from semi finals. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;V HILARIOUS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiOhLoKuDI/AAAAAAAAADs/URj4Bt653KI/s1600-h/SL730890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325663260073703474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiOhLoKuDI/AAAAAAAAADs/URj4Bt653KI/s320/SL730890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it'd be cool if we were performing with music or when we're actually doing the action itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but when we take a snapshot of it, coughcough HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiOg85kTXI/AAAAAAAAADk/jeTSlSipTvY/s1600-h/SL730880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325663256120151410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiOg85kTXI/AAAAAAAAADk/jeTSlSipTvY/s320/SL730880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look at this!&lt;br /&gt;the decolourisation makes us look like zemogods floating in midspace.&lt;br /&gt;(it's school, really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiOgjzphmI/AAAAAAAAADc/AptucUn0Ia8/s1600-h/SL730874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325663249384441442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiOgjzphmI/AAAAAAAAADc/AptucUn0Ia8/s320/SL730874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiOgY81YYI/AAAAAAAAADU/a85q9dom98Q/s1600-h/SL730876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325663246470177154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiOgY81YYI/AAAAAAAAADU/a85q9dom98Q/s320/SL730876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YAY FSD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was another picture where peijia looks exceptionally delighted with smth. that picture was hilarious but since i'm (A) i'll not post it. :)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;school today came along with fighting to stay awake, listening to music, doing math, having too many breaks, reading chinese novel, bitch fights and sleeping. i was dawned with the devastating realisation that mye is approximately 2 weeks away. this comes along with the known that we're tested ALL topics for physics. &lt;em&gt;i want to be an ostrich, dig a hole, and live there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw now i need to chiong NCC CIP proposal+CEP reading up. ): fridays are grumpy days. this is so weird. fridays are usually happy days when you can sleep late without the worry that you'd have to wake up at 6am in the morning and prep for a day of informations. BUT NOOOO~ for me, i'll leave all the projs, proposals, not-tested-for assignments till friday lest i get distracted by then on normal weekdays. as a side effect, i get overwhelmed and grumpy on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw's going to be a hiong day. i like! 9am-2pm is for CEP seminar. 2.30pm-4.30pm is for MLC physics tuition. 5.30pm-9.30pm is for Scout's campfire (i hope!) that means i have no time to study tmrw, good game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkk gtg mug+finish proposal+prepare for tmrw+find time to sleep. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-3531655198448509028?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/3531655198448509028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/04/add-little-humour-to-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3531655198448509028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3531655198448509028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/04/add-little-humour-to-my-life.html' title='I surrender to the strawberry icecream.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeiRcE4BrKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qoRYyGHQnA8/s72-c/SL730514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-3104011335652657893</id><published>2009-04-15T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:50:10.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goofy's the new cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ADVERTORIALS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KITKAT, 4 FINGERS. $1each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;interested buyers please MSN me at &lt;a href="mailto:shereen_1093@hotmail.com"&gt;shereen_1093@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joycelinwong.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://www.joycelinwong.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Project Vibrant Colours 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;view her blogpost for more details! &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;strong&gt;spent 40mins doing this! (look below)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think this shirt is cool hahahahahhahahhaha but i'm never going to be seen in this ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with this design, i'm really wondering what the front will look like. (gasp!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXTMmZbQII/AAAAAAAAADM/NJZ-6Qe5cgs/s1600-h/omg(White).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324894347854561410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXTMmZbQII/AAAAAAAAADM/NJZ-6Qe5cgs/s320/omg(White).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i took the above picture from &lt;a href="http://www.seaofshoes.com/"&gt;http://www.seaofshoes.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;below is the blogger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in some pictures, she looks very very very pretty. &lt;em&gt;trust me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXTMqG9J5I/AAAAAAAAADE/RCrBsFKoBTs/s1600-h/princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324894348850833298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXTMqG9J5I/AAAAAAAAADE/RCrBsFKoBTs/s320/princess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i like the skirt zomgz. it's rumpled and that makes the skirt looks natural. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is pleasantly messy and totally gives the girl-next-doorsy kind of look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXTMe0pZeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UI43opN8y_I/s1600-h/fsun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324894345821251042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXTMe0pZeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/UI43opN8y_I/s320/fsun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; love the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXTMP28H2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jykWUMY8t9c/s1600-h/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324894341804334946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXTMP28H2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jykWUMY8t9c/s320/sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she has awesome hair; so, i posted two pictures of the same outfit. hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXTMBNyi6I/AAAAAAAAACs/AtwYtAm2Vek/s1600-h/(A).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324894337873644450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXTMBNyi6I/AAAAAAAAACs/AtwYtAm2Vek/s320/(A).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here! this one makes her look like a complete angel. especially so with the green background and woody chairs. P.S. I love woody chairs! they make me relaxed~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the blogger has a double chin. can you believe it?!?! it isnt obvious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below are quirky outfits from fashionistas all around the world! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taken from &lt;a href="http://www.facehunt.org/"&gt;http://www.facehunt.org/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXSQf22PNI/AAAAAAAAACk/ITdu9EvHccM/s1600-h/greyoutfit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324893315306765522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXSQf22PNI/AAAAAAAAACk/ITdu9EvHccM/s320/greyoutfit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXSQRzW0BI/AAAAAAAAACc/LiR0vZVu3ZU/s1600-h/woolu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324893311534026770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXSQRzW0BI/AAAAAAAAACc/LiR0vZVu3ZU/s320/woolu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she looks cute yes? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324893310631216594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXSQOcHBdI/AAAAAAAAACU/lJnC7eBEDrQ/s320/madscientist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH, I just find this funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324893305984555458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXSP9IQmcI/AAAAAAAAACM/zKRJ1rb1JEs/s320/gameboy_necklace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXSP1gfJlI/AAAAAAAAACE/aTpz__5rjto/s1600-h/bigflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324893303938688594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXSP1gfJlI/AAAAAAAAACE/aTpz__5rjto/s320/bigflower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;she looks like a Seventeen model to me, esp ones modelling for casual attire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sidenote: fashion magazines offer ridiculously high prices under scrimp-and-saves sections. :/ there was once Seventeen's May 2009 issue suggested a $404 skirt. (it wasnt in the save section; it was a skirt worth splunging on) still, $404 for a skirt is beyond expensive and not affordable to me. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe when i grow older and have a full income, i'd be able to spend widely on clothes, accessories and lifestyle. however, chances are, i will keep them into my bank until it's fat (hopefully, it's before i become a retiree) before i bring myself to do things i enjoy, which means travelling around the world and trying out thai food. yay to yummy food! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was falling asleep during physics tuition today. it's the first time since months ago that i was shutting my eyes. oh no! i need sleep, major. i should be starting on my chem now so i can sleep by 10.30pm 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahhhaahahaah omgz, i sound like a crazy mugger (which i probably am!) but that's going to be till 13th may only. after that, i'm as free as a bird teeheehee. now, i need to focus on hateful MYE revision, trng for hilary challenge and CEP seminar storycover! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHEREEN GLHF~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-3104011335652657893?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/3104011335652657893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/04/goofys-new-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3104011335652657893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/3104011335652657893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/04/goofys-new-cool.html' title='Goofy&apos;s the new cool'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeXTMmZbQII/AAAAAAAAADM/NJZ-6Qe5cgs/s72-c/omg(White).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-947812704634111284</id><published>2009-04-13T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:50:38.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run the headlights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"run the headlights, i need directions." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4H2, GPA3.1, NO MORE Cs;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GLHF.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeNzSUf58YI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lKs8SmmcxUo/s1600-h/thailandgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324225943059427714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeNzSUf58YI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lKs8SmmcxUo/s320/thailandgirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thailand flies and nighttime shopping~ found this picture in my folder. (must have ripped it off somewhere. p.s. my pictures dont usually have borders.) it had an interesting name "thailand girls" which reminds me of protitutes, uneducated girls... you get me yes. it's just an unsupported stereotype on my part but the picture itself brings back memories of thailand trip 08 heeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeNy1U1bcmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Lpk8ZwkmwAQ/s1600-h/balloon_car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324225444933497442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeNy1U1bcmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Lpk8ZwkmwAQ/s320/balloon_car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm on a save-money rampage! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want an ipod touch. Shirleen and Valerie pointed out today that by the time I've saved enough, Ipod touch will probably be out of fashion &lt;strong&gt;(&amp;amp;I wont want it as badly as the new gadget that'd replace it&lt;/strong&gt;) and it'd all be pointless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;know what, &lt;em&gt;good point&lt;/em&gt; but there'd be more things i want (maybe a polaraid, new hoodie etc) so saving money is never a bad thing. heehee, besides i need mooney for a june holiday to-do-list. &lt;strong&gt;what i know is, i'd never go on a shopping spree cos: 1. my mum will kill me. 2. it's a pleasant way of wasting money.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dad just came into my room for today's newspapers, reminded me of the unearthly hour and pretended to be angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bird (aka qiaowei) just said bye to me on MSN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time check, 1.19am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's definitely time to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-947812704634111284?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/947812704634111284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/04/run-headlights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/947812704634111284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/947812704634111284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/04/run-headlights.html' title='Run the headlights'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeNzSUf58YI/AAAAAAAAAB8/lKs8SmmcxUo/s72-c/thailandgirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1001614532001904258.post-5120634180561715795</id><published>2009-04-11T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:51:20.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remind me again how childhood is spelt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;time check: 10.03am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;current status: measuring my life in 10 minutes blocks and current 10.00pm-10.10pm is dedicated to updating myself with friends. (includ. blogging)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am officially going to convert my blog to a blogger one. wordpress has been ridiculous. it hasnt allowed me to upload pictures since pulau semakau trip. :/ although blogger has it's disadvantages compared with wordpress, i still prefer a publisher that allows me to upload pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FSD FINALS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFLwVycntI/AAAAAAAAABs/CH9919GfW1M/s1600-h/FSD_LOVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323619528383176402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFLwVycntI/AAAAAAAAABs/CH9919GfW1M/s320/FSD_LOVE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PART BCD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;freestyle tells you that no matter which part you're in, we're still from NCC. even though our ranks are different, our job scopes are different, we're not that different after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFLwbJcUxI/AAAAAAAAABk/uUKSvIml64I/s1600-h/FSD_BEST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323619529821803282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFLwbJcUxI/AAAAAAAAABk/uUKSvIml64I/s320/FSD_BEST.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FSD girls with many&lt;em&gt; big&lt;/em&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFLwRCBYrI/AAAAAAAAABc/ejbDxW-QcLY/s1600-h/FSD+YAYE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323619527106323122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFLwRCBYrI/AAAAAAAAABc/ejbDxW-QcLY/s320/FSD+YAYE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; heh, i posted this picture just as a reminder what we've gone through.&lt;br /&gt;O.O AM GOING TO MISS FSD LIKE CRAZY 1314.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pulau Semaukau trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with 4H, 4G, 4I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously, i'm just going to have pictures of 4H, sunshine buddies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFKKmog5uI/AAAAAAAAABU/dl4Ngdc33uw/s1600-h/2654_141500600617_774790617_6145707_6859437_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323617780558259938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFKKmog5uI/AAAAAAAAABU/dl4Ngdc33uw/s320/2654_141500600617_774790617_6145707_6859437_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on occassions we all feel slightly deranged, in need of times like these to go crazy and be free of school stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFKKkJ9VXI/AAAAAAAAABM/GXQrXGzO33Q/s1600-h/2654_141500620617_774790617_6145710_1893137_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323617779893228914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFKKkJ9VXI/AAAAAAAAABM/GXQrXGzO33Q/s320/2654_141500620617_774790617_6145710_1893137_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(windblown) 4H united. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFKKXF-g7I/AAAAAAAAABE/2QcOa1zSF34/s1600-h/IMG_9346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323617776386868146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFKKXF-g7I/AAAAAAAAABE/2QcOa1zSF34/s320/IMG_9346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teeheehee, dont you think we look like subshine buddies?! take away the uniform and you'd get a group of village kids. &lt;em&gt;does education makes us very different from those who didnt undergo education? mm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend has been amazing, as usual. it never fails to awe me when i remember how special life is. life is not all about school yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ohsofickle.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.ohsofickle.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAMMY'S BLOG&lt;br /&gt;i think she's really really cool. she has her own shop since 15 years old. (i got that off Seventeen) she's currently 17, if i'm not wrong and she has two outlets alr. am going to visit her outlet during the hols, anybody interested? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.insertsname.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://www.insertsname.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEANNE'S BLOG&lt;br /&gt;i think her life is really down to earth, comparing with a handful of dumb blondes. :/ she has a strong r/s with her family, with her bf and her friends. &amp;amp;she has wonderful clothes. just that they are so costly, i've no idea how she affords them. mm, maybe it's just because i cant hahahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluerabbitz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.bluerabbitz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIRLEEN'S BLOG&lt;br /&gt;she inherently believes her blog is a bore but it's actually extremely funny. (it's rather strange for a friend to publicise her friend's blog but still, it's a cool read.) she finds really humourous slogan pictures to post on her pictures. i like!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly, their blogs motivate me to live a more interesting life. now it's just studying, CID4 S-L, journalism club, mugging sessions and zlink. So, i've came up with a to-do-list for the holidays, yay! i know mye (mid year exams) is not over yet but who says one shouldnt plan early? it's always good to be foresighted yes? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to-do-list:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. learn how to make handphone pouches, pencil cases and brooches!&lt;br /&gt;2. learn how to bake cornflakes cookies&lt;br /&gt;3. visit popeye's restaurant&lt;br /&gt;4. visit sinema, old school&lt;br /&gt;5. watch confessions of a shopaholic, 17again and harry potter&amp;amp;the half blood prince&lt;br /&gt;6. visit mindcafe&lt;br /&gt;7. disco outing @?&lt;br /&gt;8. picnic with delta&lt;br /&gt;9. NCC-MCYS camp&lt;br /&gt;10. upload new PSP games&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahaa, when i say to be continued, it's REALLY going to be to continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw, i'm going to make sure i do some studying today, or else my 4H2 will disappear like the wind~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye &lt;a href="http://www.littlekittens.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://www.littlekittens.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt; and hello &lt;a href="http://www.cariokay.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.cariokay.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends, relink okay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1001614532001904258-5120634180561715795?l=cariokay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/feeds/5120634180561715795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/04/remind-me-again-how-childhood-is-spelt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5120634180561715795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1001614532001904258/posts/default/5120634180561715795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cariokay.blogspot.com/2009/04/remind-me-again-how-childhood-is-spelt.html' title='Remind me again how childhood is spelt.'/><author><name>Pixietoes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049223889327933646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0seXZPO6QHw/SeFLwVycntI/AAAAAAAAABs/CH9919GfW1M/s72-c/FSD_LOVE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
