<?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-28591188</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:00:58.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amberyn</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-117083337621596313</id><published>2007-02-06T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T04:47:00.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIan</title><content type='html'>Okok, no more moon post here. Hmm.. it have been more than 3 months since i blogged. Now im at Kl's house, he is sleeping like a pig currently and JX2 is under maintainence so ive decided to visit my blog. Nothing much to say, just glad that i have finally stopped working and its time to RELAX. Sian, yesterday wasnt feeling well. Whole body was aching and had slight fever. Today is better but the headache still remains there. Kl gave me some tablets a while ago and i can still feel it stuck somewhere in my throat! I hate swallowing tablets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baaa Baa Black Sheeep Havvvee Yoouuu Anny WOoooooOoooL~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going crazy.. blame it on my headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-117083337621596313?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/117083337621596313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=117083337621596313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/117083337621596313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/117083337621596313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/sian.html' title='SIan'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115782294786603271</id><published>2006-09-09T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T10:29:07.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Pepper Lunch__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Went to eat Pepper lunch with Dear kl at Taka just now. Forgotten to take a photo of my cut steak. It was rather delicious and i had to admit that kl's hamburger steak is nicer. I felt so clumsy at cooking the steak and i guess kl will turn out to be a better cooker than me next time. Oh ya.. if any of your go to try.. becareful about the [b]honey brown sauce![/b] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hmm.. on the way home from tuition just now, i noticed that the moon was so bright and round and huge until i can see all the dark patches on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Bright%20Moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Bright%20Moon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. how i wish i can sit on it and swing my legs and not having to worry about my exams! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I wish upon the stars and the big round moon that my dear can recover soon and stay healthy forever....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115782294786603271?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115782294786603271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115782294786603271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115782294786603271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115782294786603271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/09/pepper-lunch.html' title='``[[=__Pepper Lunch__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115752355505370499</id><published>2006-09-05T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:19:15.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Cut Hair__[[*``</title><content type='html'>I cut my Hay i mean my hair yesterday. Everytime i cut my hair is like no difference one but this time can see quite a significant difference. Hmm..i feel that i look more retro (if my hair doesnt curl that much). Nvm, got chicken to accompany me hehe. Shouldn't have said i haven't wash my hair when the hairdresser asked me. She helped me washed until my scalp nearly drop out. The way she scratched my head is horrible, i was so afraid that it will start bleeding man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After cutting my hair and having dinner at home, i went down to Orchard to find the 3 royal ladies. One by one tried to persuade me to go town with them since the day before but i told them i was not free. But end up i gave in feeling that since i was so important to them LOlx... Ok. And i went all the way there just to take neoprint and eat ice cream with them before heading home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hmm i realised some of my friends have owned some shops too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Valerie%27s%20Shop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Valerie%27s%20Shop.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Loong%20Souvenirs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Loong%20Souvenirs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115752355505370499?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115752355505370499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115752355505370499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115752355505370499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115752355505370499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/09/cut-hair.html' title='``[[=__Cut Hair__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115692142930411984</id><published>2006-08-29T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T00:03:49.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__GP Exam__[[*``</title><content type='html'>It is the start of Prelims. Today's GP paper is one of the hardest ever. They just want us dead. I wrote senseless stuff in my essay as i kept getting stuck halfway. I think i had already chose the easiest question which was consider quite difficult. The comprehension was not any better. My summary and AQ sucks. Senseless stuffs again. Mrs Tan sure gonna haunt me again. I have resigned and hope that i don't fail too badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was disgusted at something just now. It was because of this event that inspired me to write my blog again aha. Goose and I were waiting for the same bus at the school bus stop. This particular old man caught my attention as he boarded a bus because of his long unkemp white hair. I saw him sat at the last seat in the bus. As the bus began to drive away, he turned in my direction and make a damn disgusting kissing face to me. YUCK!!!!!! His face was like an octopus with a sucker mouth and his eyeballs looked like they are about to pop out any moment. I quickly called Goose to look at that man, just in time to catch a glimpse of him turning back and giving us the pervertic grin. Along the way, Goose kept teasing me with the kissing face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This reminded me of an indian man not long ago. I was on the way home that evening from kl's house. I took 163 and was sitting near the back. An indian man was sitting on the opposite side a row in front and i kept seeing him turning around and smiling at me. Brrr... i was so scared he gonna pounced on me or something because the bus was quite empty. But luckily i alighted the bus in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Speaking of these i remembered another event which happened a few years ago. Chicken and I was on an MRT train sitting at the 2-seats chair. An indian man sat opposite us. He also kept looking at us and smiling. Chicken and I started giggling when we noticed him and the indian man did not take his eyes off us. We quickly alighted at our stop and i turned back to see if he follow us. As the people boarding the train blocked him from our sight, he went to stretched his neck above the crowd and smiled at us. We quickly ran off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115692142930411984?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115692142930411984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115692142930411984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115692142930411984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115692142930411984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/08/gp-exam.html' title='``[[=__GP Exam__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115512039968898846</id><published>2006-08-09T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T05:13:56.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__National Day__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Happy 41st Birthday Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Yesterday was a fun-filled day for me. In morning we went to school with our red tops and we prepared to go for flag-day. Many people did not turned up though. Maybelline and I shared a tin and we set out to Serangoon North with our classmates which was only a pathetic 5. The rest went to one of the guys house to play Mahjong and whoever lose put their money into the tin. My goal was to filled the tin with coins because i always never been able to do that in the past. The people at Serangoon North are very kind as most of them who walked past donated to us. But in the end we still never get to fill our tin. This was not just a fund raise but also a fun race because we need to find answers to some quiz as we go around asking for donations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while later, I followed Maybelline to her sec school as she wanted to visit her teachers. When it was time for us to gather with the class at Kovan, we took a taxi there. Not long ago, i was wondering why is there no lady taxi driver and this time, the driver was a lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to stayed back in school for a while more to watch the Indonesian scholars, who came to our school for exchanging prog, perform. But me and some of my friends pon cause we want to go K box ahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Marina square's k box. I got a shocked when we entered the room. We were given a room soooo big and there are only the 4 of us lor. There is even a small stage and a pool table. I got so excited that i start to video down the room haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/MarinaKBox.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/MarinaKbox2.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/MarinaKBox3.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. i know i very sua gu la haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After singing for a few hours, we were being chased out coz it was time but we still didn't want to stop singing haha. So we went to Carrefour to buy some food including sushis and went to Esplanade to watch the fireworks that night. We sat there from 7 plus to 9pm. Lucky we brought food and were there early, because there were so many people. The fireworks were so nice! Very sad. I forgotten to bring my camera. So i used my phone to video down the fireworks but the quality sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/Fireworks1.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/Fireworks2.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/Fireworks3.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/Fireworks4.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/Fireworks6.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/FireworksFinale.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night it was so hard to sms or call on the handphone because the reception is quite bad as everyone seems to be using the phone at the same time. I was glad that i managed to squeeze up 162 at the bus stop last night. Phew. I thought i might never get to go home before there are no transportation left haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115512039968898846?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115512039968898846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115512039968898846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115512039968898846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115512039968898846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day.html' title='``[[=__National Day__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115431061935665886</id><published>2006-07-30T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T18:50:19.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Cold Cold Day__[[*``</title><content type='html'>It is a cold cold morning because it is raining! hahaha.. Nothing much to blog about actually, but because Maybelline came to the library to blog so i followed her, anyway it is the beginning of our 2 and a half hour break heh heh. Glad that i had done most of my work during the weekend, if not i wouldn't be sitting here feeling quite relaxed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Slept quite late last night because i was chatting to kl on the phone. We were fantasing about him driving me to school when he have his licence after his birthday haha. I had a good laugh at his wild and wonderful imagination which includes gore and violence hahaha. But whatever it is, i still look forward to the day when he can finally drive me around. Dear dear, please recover asap wor! It hurts me to see you suffer so badly... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On saturday, I attended the first GP tuition at the School of Thoughts with Jasmine. Her father fetched both of us there in his new car. Jasmine said it was her first time sitting on the new car so I was felt very honoured to be the same. Upon reaching our destination, we met Hariz (Jas' friend) and we went up the building together. Nobody was in the office except a hamster (very cute!). So we explored the office on our own, hoping that someone would come in to help us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Later on, many familiar faces started appearing and most of the students there are indeed from NYJC. Even Val and some of her classmates were there to attend their lectures. Mr Tong is the teacher that had stopped teaching in NY and went over to School of Thoughts to give tuition. Almost everyone taught by him had excel in GP which explained the large number of students he had at the tuition. He was really a very good teacher with good teaching methods and humour. One thing that i noticed was that he likes to touch his nose with one of his fingers now and then as he talks. The way he dressed that day was very casual, a colour tee shirt with drawings of cows on grassland which was quite distracting because i kept observing those pictures haha. Overall, the tuition was fun and interesting, he boost my confidence in abling to pass my GP next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After GP tuition, i ate nasi lemak with Jas at her house before rushing off to Maths tuition at bishan Caraven. The tuition was just ok only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Hmm i better go do my other work now..  tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115431061935665886?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115431061935665886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115431061935665886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115431061935665886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115431061935665886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/07/cold-cold-day.html' title='``[[=__Cold Cold Day__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115410246927167106</id><published>2006-07-28T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T09:01:09.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__HW n more HW!__[[*``</title><content type='html'>I know i have not been blogging much lately because i simply did not have the time to come online during the weekdays due the when-can-i-finish-mountain-load of homework. But this blog is not dead yet, just taking temporary short breaks lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, homeworks are boring, yet i am about to talk about homework. Recently, there was this sudden influx of HW which everyone was complaining about. Besides the normal tutorials, we have to do many practice papers for every subject. (At this moment kl pasted a link for me http://objection.4camp.net/go.php?n=452018 in msn)Bleah.. Now he disrupted my strand of thought on homework and my brain is too tired to strain on homework so, i shall end it all by saying... hw sucks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Siaaaaaannnn, my life has become so dull and boring than usual. From tml onwards, i will have maths and GP tuition every Saturday. Zzzz.. If i can be as clever as last time X_X haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh ya.. just i now i broke a glass of sand that i made from the remaining sand of the sand art. Sigh, i was just admiring it yesterday and now it was gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Broken%20Sand%20Bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Broken%20Sand%20Bottle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I think i cant think already (paradox) haha.. so.. i shall write again next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115410246927167106?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115410246927167106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115410246927167106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115410246927167106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115410246927167106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/07/hw-n-more-hw.html' title='``[[=__HW n more HW!__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115348154239134228</id><published>2006-07-21T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T04:48:33.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Polling Holiday__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Today no need to go school very shiok because of the polling day holiday. I woke up 10.30am thinking it was 12 plus. I thought i would sleep all the way to 1pm but i was so alert when i wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Just went to cut my Hay a while ago. It is not that bulky le and i look better when i tied it up. Great. The hairdresser did not disappoint me although she is quite scary because she has a large build like a man. I was wishing i'll never get her but i did. Despite her normal lady look, i got a shock the moment she opened her mouth. Unexpectedly, her voice is croaky and deep, almost like some muscular men. The most unforgettable part is the bush of hair under her arm pit (she still wearing sleeveless) which i think she has never shave before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A few days ago, I happened to watch a part of the Fear Factor. Omg. I think that section is the most gruesome and horrible competition in Fear factor. My appetite is gone after watching it. 3 newly wed couples are competing with one another. The couples have to use only their mouth to grab the worms and insects from the wedding cake and squeeze their juices in a cup. Then when the cup is full, they have to swallow everything down again. If its me i would have surrender. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="230" height="230" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/video-0025.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="230" height="230" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/video-0026.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115348154239134228?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115348154239134228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115348154239134228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115348154239134228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115348154239134228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/07/polling-holiday.html' title='``[[=__Polling Holiday__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115306221110350710</id><published>2006-07-16T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T08:03:31.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Campfire__[[*``</title><content type='html'>The campfire was a success, however it could be even better if there are more games. One thing i must say is that the Emcees were doing a great job! *Clap Clap* Me and Ben and Sy were busy videoing down the campfire with our camcorder and digital cam. Ben helped Sy to video, well i thought i was the one who asked him help me and Sy said she chose Junxiong. End up JX did not turn up.. so nvm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We got the dance recorded in our camcorder. It was rather neat if i did not get mental blocks somewhere in between the dance. We are even in the GG alumni! Weird, first time heard of it. I was quite surprised that even my ex ex senior&lt;br /&gt;came and it was quite funny when we intro them to the sec 2s. " They are your seniors ex ex ex ex seniors..." Confusing indeed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Watched Pirates of the Carribean with Maybelline on Saturday which is yesterday. I must say, IT IS ONE OF THE BEST MOVIE EVER! Very funny, exciting, thrilling, etc.. I have fallen in love with the movie after watching the first show on last sunday. Lucky they showed it on TV, if not i wouldnt have known that it was such a wonderful movie. Captain Jack Sparrow is the best! A very lovable character despite being a little evil. People must watch! And hope that you share my sentiments..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115306221110350710?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115306221110350710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115306221110350710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115306221110350710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115306221110350710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/07/campfire.html' title='``[[=__Campfire__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115263547981432570</id><published>2006-07-11T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T09:31:20.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Superman__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Zzzz.. School reopened. Got back some of my papers and got zzz marks. Failed Chem but Maths is better than Block Test. Paper 1 49.5 and Paper 2 69.5, why can't i have half a mark more for each?? Although Bio MCQ got 33/40 but i doubt i can get good grades for the other 2 papers which we will be getting back tml..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Kl asked me to go watch Superman with him today on the other day and i was very happy coz he finally date me to a movie. But he did not tell me the date and venue until i called him today after i was dismissed from school. He was busy wth school work and he told me that he would called me later. Wondering where should i wait so i decided to sms him that we go Jurong and watched since its more convenient for him. So i set off to Jurong immediately in order not to miss the 5.25pm show. I was near Kranji when he called. He told me that he was on a bus on the way to Douby Ghuat because his clanmates called him up for an urgent meeting. And he said he never received my msg. I felt stupid and unhappy because im always doing redundant things and make myself miserable only. Now i have to travel all the way down to Douby again, so i spent about 1+ hours travelling "around" SG. Lucky the MRT was not crowded at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I reached the HQ at about 5 plus and my stupid phone was dying. Then i realised they were opposite the HQ and i had to cross the road again. I felt like i was on a wild goose chase. All of his clan members were there. I went in with a black face because all along i was on the verge of crying. I think all of them were being scared by me seeing that i was about to kill someone like that, i felt so embarassed and i felt very bad for disrupting their meeting. Im so sorry.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I always tell myself, Huiying, stops doing so much things that other people do not appreciate and end up making yourself miserable only. Have you not learn your lessons? Perhaps i really can't help it. Im too soft-hearted i suppose. Im always willing to sacrifice for the one i loved, but can he do the same?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115263547981432570?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115263547981432570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115263547981432570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115263547981432570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115263547981432570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/07/superman.html' title='``[[=__Superman__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115217577023519762</id><published>2006-07-06T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T02:11:43.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Exam nearly over__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Tml will be the last day of exam - Bio mcq paper. Everyone already finish their exam except those taking Bio zzz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today no school again wheeee! The weather was so nice this morning, dark and rainy but i have to wake up so early to go back to school and practice dance for the coming GG campfire. When im getting all excited to learn more, Jas kept wanting to go back home to rest and play maple and SY said she is tired too. Nevermind. YH not with us today so we can dance again tml woohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to J8 with SY to shop a bit. Her Lao Gu Dong (her 11 years old laptop) is very heavy so we did not shop that much. But i spent quite a lot which i don't usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid mosquito in KL house bit me 6 bites in a row on my leg that can be joined by a straight line! Or should i say clever mosquito? Now im itching like hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how is the feeling of snowboading or skiing is like..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115217577023519762?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115217577023519762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115217577023519762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115217577023519762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115217577023519762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/07/exam-nearly-over.html' title='``[[=__Exam nearly over__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115176036255930638</id><published>2006-07-01T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T06:26:02.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__First of July__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Wheee.. finally can relax abit le although next Tue continue exam. I thought that Thur Maths paper was rather easy while many people think that it was difficult. However, a lot of my answers different from others haizz.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yesterday no paper hence no need to go to school. So i went to Dhoby Gaut to find Kl, to accompany him play lan before his clan mates arrived. Ivan and other 2 guys called Zermatt and Greg were at the Paradiz center food court so we went over to meet them. We were chatting halfway when i saw WeiShun (my classmate) walked pass. Wonder what is he doing there. At the Headquaters, they played dota while i played 02jam, the only odd one out there i guessed haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Another exciting thing is that, i can finally activate my dancing genes again woohoo! Shiyun, Jasmine, Yinghui and Me are going to dance together again! For the girl guides campfire at Mayflower at 14th July. Hao Qi Dai wor! I feel like taking my camcorder to video our dance as i think this is gonna be our last time dancing together. Hao huai lian the past.. I can remember that we started dancing together in Sec 1, with Wanxin. From then on we had been performing non-stop for CCA as well as in School. We even won the talent time! Really miss those days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115176036255930638?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115176036255930638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115176036255930638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115176036255930638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115176036255930638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-of-july.html' title='``[[=__First of July__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115131049612758076</id><published>2006-06-26T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T01:34:58.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Thomson Day__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Since 2 weeks ago, the upgrading of our estate had not give us any peace at all. They are so clever to choose a holiday when people are trying to rest at home to do all their drillings from morning to evening. In fact before the upgrading started there was a funeral downstairs. Early in the morning they played music and late at night they chanted. Then last Saturday when they finally took a break from all those drilling, it was Thomson day. So the CC had set up tents at the field for some events and sale of items. Wah.. they set up the PA system until so loud that i can hear every word that the emcee said. I think 8pm i started hearing music like Superstar, Geek in the Pink in my dream. Noise pollution throughout the June Holiday man! Even now, the workers are driiiiiiiilllling away. AHHHHHH! irritating! I am trying to revise my chemistry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thomson Days is held every 2 years in Shunfu. They sell cheap items like a garage sale for charity. The event that we looked forward to was the Lucky draw that was entitled to all the residents in this area. Sadly we didn't win anything, or we were not there when they picked us. It was very fun to be there listening to the lucky draw coz when they picked someone who was not there, they will pick another one. So you can hear the Emcee shouting : "Tan Ah Leik 1! Tan Ah Liek 2! Tan Ah Liek 3! Who is Tan Ah Liek...." Then all the audience all very jek ark one, all shouting: "Gone! Gone! Gone!" Emcee:" Tan Ah Liek Gone1! Gone2! GONE!" Then everyone started clapping and cheering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have this Civil defence demonstration in which they set a car on fire and put the fire out. I was at home when a loud explosion sounded. Everyone rushed out to see the commotion. A poor yellow car was being sacrificed. The firemen acting heroic broke all the windows and the fire rose up to a few meters high, emitting a huge puff of smoke. I ran home to grab my phone to take a video it. Unfortunately they already put out 3/4 of the fire le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="230" height="230" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://vidmg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/CarFirePractice3gp.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown: 11 days to the end of exam =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115131049612758076?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115131049612758076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115131049612758076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115131049612758076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115131049612758076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/06/thomson-day.html' title='``[[=__Thomson Day__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115105494207712953</id><published>2006-06-23T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T02:29:02.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Old Friends__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Today is the start of my mid year exam. GP is horrible. I did not have time to write my conclusion for my essay! And i only answer one part to the AQ in Compre *gone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yesterday i saw CHEW HONG KAI at a bus stop near SMU when i was on the way home from tuition. I was shocked and stared at him with my curry puff in hand, apparently, he did not recognise me. He saw me looking at him and have that kind of "look at me for what?" look. He tried to avoid my eyes and he must be thinking "that stupid girl keep staring at me, must be dispising my look or something.." 166 came and he took the same bus as me. As we board, i called "hong kai!" He did not hear i guessed. I felt like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Just now went to j8 to eat Yoshinoya with Val after exam. On the way home, I saw my primary school friend Elaine. Initially i was not very sure if she was Elaine because we havent seen each other for quite some time and she did not look quite as same. Again, we boarded the same bus 410. Coincidently she was just standing right infront of where i was sitting. And again i stared at her hoping that she can recognise me. Apparently not. As i was thinking whether to call her, she started using her phone..... all the way until she alight, giving me no chance to greet her at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Bleahh... Did i change that much? Or am i that insignificant? I am always the one recognising my friends and can even remember their name. But they cant recognise me at all and cannot even remember who am i.. *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down: 14 days to the end of exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115105494207712953?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115105494207712953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115105494207712953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115105494207712953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115105494207712953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/06/old-friends.html' title='``[[=__Old Friends__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115090549650023385</id><published>2006-06-21T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T09:36:38.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Exams coming__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Oh no! Exams starting on this friday and i still have a lot of things havent revise yet. Im dead... Maybe i shouldnt have joined the maths tuition which had taken up so much of my revision time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was looking at some model essays by ex-NYJCians a while ago, i got even more demoralised. I can never write like them. Then i tried one Compre. I hardly can understand the passage, as usual, even if i look up new vocab in the dictionary.  Sigh. I'm going to fail my GP again. Im hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I hate revising bio. Duno why i always tend to doze off when i revise bio, and nothing gets in my head most of the time. Other revision is not good either, i tend to stare at the notes and reread the same thing over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I want to scream *beware* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pant*pant*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. a lil relief.. Kambateh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115090549650023385?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115090549650023385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115090549650023385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115090549650023385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115090549650023385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/06/exams-coming.html' title='``[[=__Exams coming__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115081792419294858</id><published>2006-06-20T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T09:20:48.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Father's Day__[[*``</title><content type='html'>The funny male teacher is gone... Today is a female teacher and she is very fierce so i don't like her. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday was Father's day. I feel that it did not seem as important or as festive as Mother's Day. But i made something for my father because i did not give him anything on his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the things i bought at ArtFriend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Papa%20Wood%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Papa%20Wood%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Papa%20Wood%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Papa%20Wood%202.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Papa%20Wood%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Papa%20Wood%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Papa%20Wood%20Completed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Papa%20Wood%20Completed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay completed after one week. I was very excited to find out what is my Father's reaction after seeing that. But then he said: "make card can already ma, put there first later then i see.." because he was cooking at that time. I went away rather disappointed. The even disappointing thing was that he put it on a self in my room, i thought he would at least display it or something. Sigh. I really put in a lot of effort and hope that he would at least say wah that is nice. ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115081792419294858?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115081792419294858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115081792419294858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115081792419294858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115081792419294858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/06/fathers-day.html' title='``[[=__Father&apos;s Day__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115073141572176078</id><published>2006-06-19T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T08:42:58.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Tuition__[[*``</title><content type='html'>These few days rather busy attending tuition at Orchard. Today is the fifth lesson already. This tuition is a Maths Holiday prog in which they revise J1 topics with us. It started last Tuesday, everyday from 4 to 6pm, everyday except weekends til this Thursday. Wasted a lot of time on travelling and everytime have to squeeze with the working adults on the bus home. But i think that the tuition quite good, so at least worth it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As they changed Teacher according to topics, the male teacher we had today quite funny and friendly. When we were going through Binomial, he asked: you know who discovered this binomial series? I think somebody said &lt;em&gt;Binomial&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Binomial discovered by Binomial, then Partial Fraction by someone called Partial and Inequality by someone call Inequal ar &gt;.&lt; Isaac Newton discovered Binomial when he was 17. I dunno what was I doing at 17. Last year your 17 right? Your also dunno what your doing last year. Issac is a genius man. Do your know what he discovered at the age of 5? I cannot even remember what i was doing at 5 yrs old.  He discovered that light is made from 7 colours at the tender age of 5 years old. Issac was always sick so as he lied in the bed, he saw that as sunlight passed thru the window crack, there was a rainbow. So he kept staring at and thinking why is it so. You know many people all 5 years old turn genius? Example Mozart, he composed that stupid song baa baa black sheep then all the twinkle twinkle all come out. So next time when you see your 5 yr old child acting weird and keep staring at things hoh, dun send them to the psychiatrist leh, they might turn out to be genius" *smirk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he continued telling us more stories about Issac Newton because we still have time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Issac Newton have a lot of enemy because all of them jealous of him, especially the scientists and mathematicians in those days. So they fight by solving problems, see who can come out with new/alternative ways. Because they have a lot of problems they were unable to solve last time, so they challenged Newton:'Nah! You so clever you solve this lar!' Then after Newton solve le.. 'Wah you really are a genius man! Thank you ar!' So a lot of things are discovered in this way and now all of your learning them. Because they fight, your have to suffer lor.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He was a mathematician and physicist then later become a chemist. He changed his physics lab into a chemistry lab. Then he always mixed and mixed all those chemicals and sniffing in all the gas produced. You know all the other chemist used all those equipement to test the gas. All the gas produce he also smell you know, to see what gas produced. Even poision gas also sniff, thats y he everytime sick la.(Act sniff and faint) He wanted to turn iron into gold(nv hear clearly what he said) but he dont know that iron is an element. He is a failure chemist man.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Last time the scientist believed that our eyes emit light thats why we can see things. But he disagreed and thought that it is light that enters our eyes. So he tried very hard to prove it. He took a stick and poked his eyes and he nearly went blind because of that.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that Teacher said many other stuff in between. I hope that he is still taking us tomorrow =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115073141572176078?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115073141572176078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115073141572176078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115073141572176078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115073141572176078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/06/tuition.html' title='``[[=__Tuition__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115009943850130188</id><published>2006-06-12T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:03:58.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__The Mask__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's weather was rather cold and i carried my blanket wherever i go haha. I went inside my computer room to see who was online in MSN without turning on the light. I sat infront of the com with my blanket wrapped around my head and my body. My Mom happened to pass by the room and she stopped to stare at the room's window. I stared at her thinking what was she looking at. She saw me and she got a terrible shock hehehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well i really didn't meant to scare her. After that, my sister and I decided to do something stupid. We use Mr Jacko's face and blanket to do lion dance for my mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/My%20toys%20edited.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/My%20toys%20edited.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom got the Green Mask for us we hid Mr Pooh inside and we did this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Green%20Mask%20Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Green%20Mask%20Man.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Green%20Mask%20n%20Mr%20Jacko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Green%20Mask%20n%20Mr%20Jacko.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creepy anot?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115009943850130188?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115009943850130188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115009943850130188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115009943850130188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115009943850130188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/06/mask.html' title='``[[=__The Mask__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-115004459145083130</id><published>2006-06-11T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T09:49:51.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__StolenSideKick__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Knew this from kl.. should read it and spread the word =)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.evanwashere.com/StolenSidekick/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Evan! I support you man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-115004459145083130?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/115004459145083130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=115004459145083130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115004459145083130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/115004459145083130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/06/stolensidekick.html' title='``[[=__StolenSideKick__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-114993907674062607</id><published>2006-06-10T04:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T00:36:26.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Caught a Flu__[[*``</title><content type='html'>*Ahhhhhh Chooooooo!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sniff* Caught a flu since yesterday. Nose running like a tap sia.*Sniff* Plus got a weird sore throat which will only activate at night. Kept waking up due to the dry and sore throat, very terrible. *Sniff* Used up a lot of tissues too. My Mom also caught a flu a few days ago, maybe is she passed it to me one haha. Lucky i never tio her cough - I hate coughs! I kept drinking a lot water coz i scared get cough. *Sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mom and I went to the AMK polyclinic early this morning. As my father is a civil servant, we have the civil service card which allow us to see doctor for free. Unfortunately, they said i'm over 18 and cannot use the pass anymore! *Sniff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-114993907674062607?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114993907674062607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=114993907674062607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114993907674062607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114993907674062607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/06/caught-flu.html' title='``[[=__Caught a Flu__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-114985460286372912</id><published>2006-06-09T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T05:03:23.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Remaking of Time Table__[[*``</title><content type='html'>I actually spent almost the whole afternoon today doing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/New%20Time%20Table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/New%20Time%20Table.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to a change in time table, i made a new time table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my old one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Old%20Time%20Table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Old%20Time%20Table.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one nicer? I prefer the new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparing the new and the old time table, my 3 and a half hour break on Monday is gone! In the old time table, i almost everyday 3.15pm except Wed dismissed from school, also, Mon and Wed have no tutorials. Although i got dismissed on 2.45pm on Tue and Thur and 12.45pm on Fri for next semester, the dismissal time is 3.45pm on Mon and Wed. So i guessed maybe the new one is better la in terms of dismissal time. But my breaks are lesser and shorter, no more pe and everyday have tutorials!..sobx..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-114985460286372912?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114985460286372912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=114985460286372912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114985460286372912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114985460286372912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/06/remaking-of-time-table.html' title='``[[=__Remaking of Time Table__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-114976996348437936</id><published>2006-06-08T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T04:30:05.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__K Box__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Yesterday went to AMK K box with Yh and Ben. Sy pung sei us in the end. The man who served us said we can address him as Michael Jackson lolx. He is quite cartoon with those funny actions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Wooo.. Ben is very good in singing especially when he do the &lt;em&gt;Dou Ying &lt;/em&gt;. He sounded a little like Jay when he sang Jay's song but i realised his voice is almost exactly like Wang Li Hong. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  I find that the k box workers kept coming into our room very irritating. They kept asking us to order our drinks when we didnt want any drinks yet. After we ordered the first cup, they came in very soon after that and asked us to order the second cup when we haven't even finish the first. Yh said: "Wao lao! ta men hen xiang yi zhi bi wo men he shui zhe yang!" (they keep forcing us to drink water)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Besides that, one guy came in and asked me whether i want to extend and the other time came in and said last 2 songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Another thing was that they kept chasing kl out because he came without paying money. Haha. Ok that i understand. After Ben and Yh left at 6pm, I asked Kl to come since i still can sing until 7pm. Kl and Meow came. After a while, Michael Jackson found out and said by right changing of people was not allowed. Anyway it was going to be 7pm soon so i said we might as well leave. Then MJ said he let us sing a few more songs while he get the bill. Hmm.. kind of feeling bad for giving him so much trouble.. but at least we made our money worthed heh heh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-114976996348437936?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114976996348437936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=114976996348437936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114976996348437936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114976996348437936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/06/k-box.html' title='``[[=__K Box__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-114958551388648375</id><published>2006-06-06T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T02:23:04.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[__Over The Hedge__[[*``</title><content type='html'>After watching Madagascar, I thought i will never want to watch any cartoon like that. Then Over the Hedge came out and i thought &lt;em&gt;animals again&lt;/em&gt;. Until Kl said his friends said that it is very funny so i went to watch with him and Melvin Yesterday. Actually planned to watch at PS but end up watching at Jubilee, because we ate Ramen Ten at Jubilee and did not have enough time to catch the earliest show at PS already. Sigh.. and i wore so nice just to watch movie at AMK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The Movie never disappoint me. I rate it 4/5, highly recommended. Very funny especially near the ending part where Hami drank the caffein. He was a very agile squirrel and caffein made him even faster. So after he drank it, the world around him halted as he slowly walked. Even laser also travelled slower than it. The show is also very exagerating at the part where the verminator, the lady and the bear got zapped in the cage. The light and heat extended all the way up outside earth and cause the satelite to explode. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-114958551388648375?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114958551388648375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=114958551388648375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114958551388648375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114958551388648375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/06/over-hedge.html' title='``[[__Over The Hedge__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-114923372754216847</id><published>2006-06-02T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:39:16.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Pool__[[``*</title><content type='html'>So long never play pool already. I think the last time i went was in March. Yesterday went pool with Yinghui and Ben. Sorry i know im lightbulb. Very glad that the pool uncle still remember me and he gave us two special cue. Although i haven touch pool for quite some time, my skills improve instead! Otherwise i must be very lucky on that day as i won YH the pool queen and Ben a few times. Last time i always lose to YH one. Here are some photos of the pro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Yh%20PLaying%20Pool.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Yh%20PLaying%20Pool.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Yh%20Playing%20Pool%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Yh%20Playing%20Pool%202.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Yh%20and%20Ben%20at%20Pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Yh%20and%20Ben%20at%20Pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pool, i went YCK Mrt Station to meet KL. The queue at the bus interchange is so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="220" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://vidmg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/LongBusQueue.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was observing around, Kl suddenly appeared in front of me.. with a friend. His friend is rather huge in size like a big teddy bear. His name is call Xiu Cheng and i thought i heard something like &lt;em&gt;'jio ching'&lt;/em&gt; which is soy sauce hokkien. And my dear KL intro me to him as &lt;em&gt;Maria the maid&lt;/em&gt; and he said: "Maria my shoe is dirty!" That was so nice of him =) (Better dun lemme know that u got another Maria!) Anyway his friend is very friendly and we were giggling all the way in the bus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-114923372754216847?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114923372754216847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=114923372754216847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114923372754216847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114923372754216847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/06/pool.html' title='``[[=__Pool__[[``*'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-114891570573363937</id><published>2006-05-29T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T08:17:53.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Dooms Day__[[*``</title><content type='html'>When Dooms Day arrive, which are the 2 safest place?&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;guess?&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;Ans: Heaven and hell=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-114891570573363937?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114891570573363937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=114891570573363937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114891570573363937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114891570573363937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/05/dooms-day.html' title='``[[=__Dooms Day__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-114882425340801646</id><published>2006-05-28T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T08:33:51.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Bugis Junction__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Wheee! Guessed what i bought today at Bugis Junction? Its &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Dan%20Brown%20Collection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Dan%20Brown%20Collection.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a set of Dan Brown's book: The Da Vinci Code, Angels and Demons, Deception Point and Digital Fortress! =D Bought at Kinokuniya and orginal price is $49.88 but i bought it at $39.90 after 20% discount for only yesterday and today. But.. Meow just told me that he saw it at a bookfair for $30..&lt;br /&gt;If you are thinking of borrowing it from me.. hmm.. have to wait till i finished them first =) or perhaps u might be thinking: aiyo u so slow! i already read it long ago! well then you should know, i dont like to read books unless they are interesting to me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the Rochor hawker centre to have our dinner. And we saw some shocking stuff. (Caution: The picture that you are going to see might be disturbing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/G-string%20woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/G-string%20woman.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.. its a lady showing off her G-string and tatoo. 2 Men drinking beer behind her were ogling at her. Disgusting! I actually pretended to be calling on the phone in order to take a snapshot at her. Thats why not very accurate. Haha i know i very bad..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-114882425340801646?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114882425340801646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=114882425340801646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114882425340801646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114882425340801646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/05/bugis-junction.html' title='``[[=__Bugis Junction__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-114871871424020683</id><published>2006-05-27T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T07:52:43.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>''[[=__Summer Dance Fits__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Mr Danny Tan, Director of Odyssey Dance Theatre, is our dance instructor. he had organized Summer Dance Fits which he claimed: this is my show. It is held beside the Indoor Stadium called what Cove forgotten le. Im very glad to be able to perform again and this time to the public which is more exciting. But sad to say, the no. of audience barely filled the few rows of seats &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The performance included Salsa Dance. I immediately fell in love with it when i saw those sexy ladies dancing with Charming guys wor! ( how i wish i can dance like tht with kl lolx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="220" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://vidmg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/SalsaDance.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Videos taken with my hp not very clear sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of dance that we learnt is called Comtemporary dance or Modern dance. Something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="220" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://vidmg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/ContemporaryDance.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little slow but also requires a lot of flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After all the performance it was finally the reception timeat 9pm! We ran all the way to the buffet area like a bunch of hungry ghost! I was realli famished! I must say THE FOOD WERE HEAVENLY! The catered buffet was almost like what you get at a 5* hotel. No wonder Mr Tan said he spent a few millions setting up the show.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="180" height="220" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://vidmg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v630/Amber-faith/SummerDanceFeast.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The utensils that they provide were not ordinary paper plates or plastic cups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Summer%20Dance%20Fits%20-%20Delicious%20Food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Summer%20Dance%20Fits%20-%20Delicious%20Food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Sushi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/SDF%20-%20Buffet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/SDF%20-%20Buffet.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/1600/Happy%20Eating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4532/385/200/Happy%20Eating.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you drooling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Even the instant noodles that they gave is abalone flavour! Then the catering guy let us da bao and end up all of us da bao xiao bao. A bit malu coz we very greedy haha. Val and her Bek Jia ate so many pudding just to collect the plactic cups and they oso da bao pudding home while other da bao tarts and other food -_-".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-114871871424020683?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114871871424020683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=114871871424020683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114871871424020683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114871871424020683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/05/summer-dance-fits.html' title='&apos;&apos;[[=__Summer Dance Fits__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-114847707910513128</id><published>2006-05-24T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T06:46:15.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__Da Vinci Code Movie..__[[*``</title><content type='html'>Went to watch the &lt;strong&gt;Da Vinci Code movie &lt;/strong&gt;on monday with Jas. Never know that going to a movie is like participating in an &lt;strong&gt;Amazing Race&lt;/strong&gt;. Both of us were dismissed at 3.15pm, so we decided to catch the earliest time slot at the nearest theathre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4pm at Balestier.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a bus to Amk interchange and changed to 130. On the bus, we realised it is going to be 4pm soon and we wouldnt be able to make it in time. So we changed our destination:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4.40pm at Plaza Singapura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine called it &lt;strong&gt;detour&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We alighted at my house bus stop to change to bus 162. Halfway, we realised that 162 needed quite a long time to reach orchard and we might be late for the show. So we alighted at Novena to take the &lt;strong&gt;MRT&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about &lt;strong&gt;4.26pm &lt;/strong&gt;when we are waiting at the platform. 4mins before the next train arrives and 7mins from Novena to Dhoby Ghuat. That left us about 3 mins to rush to the top level of PS and purchased the tickets. Indeed we ran there, only to find that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tickets for 4.40pm were sold out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately we did not start plucking our hairs. &lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to catch the &lt;em&gt;5.45pm show at J8&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;We came all the way to Dhoby for nothing and only stay there for less than 15 mins, so we bought &lt;strong&gt;WoW Tako&lt;/strong&gt; to make our trip worthed.(imitation of Takopachi which is cheaper and tastier, i ordered octopus and out of the 3 balls, 2 turned out to be prawn.)We made out trip to J8 slowly since there was still quite some time. The tickets were selling fast and we had to sit at the second row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much about the trip but i havent talk about the movie.&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, i think the movie is not very bad but you need to read the book in order to understand it better. Lucky i did. I had to explain certain things to Jas so that she can understand. The movie is kind of in a rush and missed out a lot of details. They also changed some of the parts and i would say&lt;br /&gt;to jas: "The story not lidat wan lor!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jas was very funny. She watched the show as if watching a horror movie. She was very worried that Silas will kill people and kept asking me if anyone is dying at that part. &lt;strong&gt;Perhaps Silas is really a ghost.&lt;/strong&gt; There is one point of time when Silas attacked suddenly and &lt;strong&gt;Jas screamed&lt;/strong&gt;. Eveyone turned and looked at her, so malu! When we were going home, Jas called his father to fetch her cause she.. is afraid that an albino monk will follow and attack her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-114847707910513128?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114847707910513128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=114847707910513128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114847707910513128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114847707910513128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinci-code-movie.html' title='``[[=__Da Vinci Code Movie..__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28591188.post-114838092974790617</id><published>2006-05-23T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T04:47:15.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>``[[=__i fell..__[[*``</title><content type='html'>``[[=__i fell..__[[*``&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once on a safe land.&lt;br /&gt;Being dragged near the cliff,&lt;br /&gt;I do not feel any fear.&lt;br /&gt;For I always believed,&lt;br /&gt;I can return to the safe land.&lt;br /&gt;Yet i was getting nearer and nearer to the edge,&lt;br /&gt;I knew i was going to fall&lt;br /&gt;But i do not bother.&lt;br /&gt;Because I still hold that same belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i fell,&lt;br /&gt;Deep into the dark valley.&lt;br /&gt;Here im cold and lonely&lt;br /&gt;I should be afraid,&lt;br /&gt;Yet im not.&lt;br /&gt;But i made up my mind,&lt;br /&gt;To try my best to return to the safe land.&lt;br /&gt;Trying very hard to climb back,&lt;br /&gt;The more i climb the more i fell. &lt;br /&gt;My strength is just too weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Is it too late to pull myself back?&lt;br /&gt;Am i not trying my best?&lt;br /&gt;Should i surrender to my fate?&lt;br /&gt;Can i ever be back on safe land again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28591188-114838092974790617?l=amberyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/feeds/114838092974790617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28591188&amp;postID=114838092974790617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114838092974790617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28591188/posts/default/114838092974790617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amberyn.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-fell.html' title='``[[=__i fell..__[[*``'/><author><name>[A]mBy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
