<?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-6863019</id><updated>2011-12-27T19:27:49.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>| BLOGPAGE TEMPORARILY UNAVAILABLE |</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-110291773154458076</id><published>2004-12-13T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T14:29:41.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had BBQ with the six i.s yesterday yay yay. Many of us waited at the interchange for a l0ng time. And when a century has passed, Edmund, the one on the right side of the picture arrived. It was 4.55pm then. Guys, must remember his face okay? I counted the number of indian workers on Bus 67. My estimation was right. 30 indians altogether by the time we got down the bus. hahaha. You might say i'm lame but who cares anyway? The backseats were occupied by them. I guess they were all going to Little India. Raindrops fell upon us as we journeyed to my house. We waited for the rain to stop before starting the fire at the bbq pit. It took a long long time before the fire starts. That's also when the fun began. The 3 Superladies, Grace the Gracy the Crazy, Diana and Vanessa, the anti-sociable ones, who became bored when they became too anti-social, went sprinkling salt on snails. And again! They saved the day! from snails? But pleease pleeeease, don't try doing that on the snails. They are innocent. okay? Joanne was one of the many people barbequeing. Her cooking skills.... si bei jia lat. haha. If she were to work in a restaurant, the restaurant may Guan Men. haha. jk jk. Mr Cheng came too. He came along with his son. His son was very nutty. Haiz... Like father, like son. 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Now, my doodle board is filled with 'update' 'UPDATE' 'update please'. Well, viewers, your wish has now been fulfilled. I have finally updated my blog. I had also changed the background. I hope it's a nicer one. I don't have such a bad taste uh? ha. Perhaps you can give me some comments about it. Well. My annual camp has just been over. Finally! I gained more freedom. 1) no more npcc group meetings 2) i am now able to choose to eat the amount of food i want. During the camp, if campers do not finish that huge amount of food, points will be deducted from your group, otherwise, punishment will be given. What's worst? Maggie for lunch and dinner everyday. 3) My time is not-so-limited anymore. i can take 2 minutes just to walk from my bedroom, to the hall. During the camp, time is VeRy limited. eg? i had only 2 minutes or lesser to climb up the third storey to take some of my belongings and fly down to fall in in groups.  4) I am having good nights and sweet dreams now. During the camp, campers are not allowed to have sleeping bags. We had only a few mattress to lie *(lie, correct spelling?) on when it's time for us to sleep. I had to share my mattress with 2 other campers. Well, i would say, 65% suffering and 35% happiness. I'm not a complain-king anyway, surely, it is not 100% suffering. During the camp, i enjoyed the various games and the campfire night. My group performed "Animal Dance". It turned out good. Weird! The audience laughed when i dance! During the campfire night, i was rewarded with a trophy, for being an outstanding cadet. I was very surprised. the first thing that appeared in my mind when my name was called was a "HUH?" And i kept wondering if it was a mistake. Guys! have you had your camp? Was it fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-110256233353702883?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/110256233353702883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=110256233353702883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/110256233353702883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/110256233353702883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-been-long-long-long-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109816583410927051</id><published>2004-10-19T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T14:03:54.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HaRLow. Here's a picture of a mountain screamer, or what you call, Puma? Cougar? Mountain lion? Purple feather? Toilet bowl? Chair? Table? i dunno. I had forgotton to write yesterday. Please forgive me, i do not wanna see Yama! Ha ha. Juz Joking. Well, basically, i've been on the computer since around 10am and had lunch in between Juz now and now. ha. So lame. I'm probably gonna play badminton with Wee Chongzter later. Dunno, i'm not a person who can tell the future. Maybe i can?? hahaha! So what if i can? I must be crazy. Back to school tomorrow. Haiz. To go to school means to meet Yama, the King of Hell!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/puma%20-mountain%20screamer.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/puma%20-mountain%20screamer.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109816583410927051?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109816583410927051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109816583410927051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109816583410927051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109816583410927051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/10/harlow.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109802798145114682</id><published>2004-10-17T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T23:46:21.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Harr Har Harrr. Nobody is online on MSN Messenger now. I went to Lot 1 library today. My dad wants me to read some books during my free time since it is after my exams. I did not know what kind of books i should borrow. But in the end, i ended up with a book on ghost stories, 2 books on Feng Shui, and a comic book on China's history. I find the Feng Shui quite interesting. Remember, your head must point North direction during a sleep if you are someone who cannot sleep well. Then, i went to get my hair cut. At night, i helped my dad to type out some documents on the computer. But my printer ran out of ink, so i went to my neighbour's house to get it printed. I felt a little guilty, because he was about to sleep soon, and i went to disturb him. But he is kind and helpful, he is always ready to help me when i am in need for help. Unlike me, he still needs to go to school tomorrow, so poor thing. Tomorrow, some classes are having an exam on art, well, i have been tested on that last semester. Tuesday, will be marking day for teachers, so i only need to be in school for Wed, Thu, Fri, and another week, before holidays starts. So, i just need to attend school for 8 more days for the rest of they year. But shit! that will also mean that i am getting results soon. Sigh. Anyway, just to tell you, my day today is as simple as ever!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/Nubian%20Ibex.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/Nubian%20Ibex.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109802798145114682?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109802798145114682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109802798145114682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109802798145114682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109802798145114682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/10/harr-har-harrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109790944687159003</id><published>2004-10-16T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T14:50:46.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, i have not abandoned my blog yet! I have only not written it more a month or so. My exams have finished. But i do not seem happy. i hate getting results. Holidays are starting soon anyway, on the 29th of this month. I wonder what i will be doing. I was a little frustrated yesterday, so i said 'siao' at my sis when she asked me something. Then she became angry with me. I regretted it. Anyway, tag me, show your presence, because i am back. Back from the House of The Dead!  (picture taken from: www.kuwaitboom.com/antique/natio_geo/images/old_paper.jpg)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/old_paper.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/old_paper.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109790944687159003?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109790944687159003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109790944687159003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109790944687159003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109790944687159003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/10/hey-i-have-not-abandoned-my-blog-yet-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109420150313754975</id><published>2004-09-03T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T16:51:43.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is my form teacher, Miss Yong and my classmate, Catherine's birthday. Miss Yong was a little angry when the class was about to cut the cake. She was angry because the class was very noisy. Some people refused to have their butts sticked to their seats. Some were discussing about a stupid game, called runescape. In the end, the cake was cut after the flames of the candles have started burning the chocolate cream. After the cake has been cut, someone was not willing to eat one of the piece of cake as it touched his book and so he went to get a new piece of cake. How inconsiderate. When i helped to clean the floor as someone dropped part of a piece of cake on the ground, his foul mouth said that i'm like cleaning up a dog's shit. Some others were snatching for more pieces of cakes. One of them was a fat boy. Not surprising right? I have got my PPR today. I need to make more improvement for my results. I may not be writing for the following week. Exams are coming, it is time for me to start polishing up for all my subjects. Of coures, i will be polishing my boots again later.   :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/toon509.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/toon509.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109420150313754975?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109420150313754975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109420150313754975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109420150313754975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109420150313754975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/09/today-is-my-form-teacher-miss-yong-and_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109401317813998925</id><published>2004-09-01T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T12:39:15.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="557b2f35"&gt;It was a fun day yesterday though i didn't enjoy much for my school's celebration for teachers' day. It is mainly because there was a LOT of noise pollution! I feel that the songs that were sang by some of the performers were not songs; they were noise. And some of these ppl were not singing; they were shouting. The ppl who played the steel drum were not drumming; they seemed to be torturing it, causing it to make 'wonderful' sounds. The AVA members were lousy. They could cause songs to stop all of a sudden and causing dancers to dance all over again. The mike kept giving the performers problems. In the end, we were dismissed 30mins later. After the lousy performance, i went to wish the teachers a Happy Teachers' Day with Maurice. The teachers were all very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet up with the other friends of mine at Lot 1 after that. I had a fun time from then on. I went to buy chocolates for Miss Ong. She taught me chinese when i was in P6. We waited for some time for President Nathan to leave our primary school before we could enter. I went to see Miss Lo and she seemed to be very happy to see me. She told her colleagues that she was very glad to see a student whom she had taught long ago to remember and see her, and that's me. I went to see Mr Tan too. He taught me chinese when i was in P3. I was surprised that he was able to regconise me. I asked him where Mr Tay was and i was disappointed to find out that he has retired and goes to other schools to be a relief-teacher. I was happy to see the 'handsome old man'. Again, i was surprised that he was able to regconise me. He is an old man who has 'pure' hair white. He is a cleaner in the school. I always gave him hi-fi(s) and thumbs up last year. Many people have changed. Some were taller, some were more plump, some were skinnier, etc etc etc. I did not see all the teachers. They had either left the school or went home. Zachary and i kept rearranging Miss Ong's table. We arranged her table such that our presents were in the middle of the table and others at the side. She had many presents. I suppose around 70 of them. Unlike the teacher who taught me last year as a form teacher. That teacher of mine only had about 6 presents. Lots of ppl in my class last year didn't liked him. I find it really funny when Zack covered a picture of him, which was on another teacher's table, with a balloon. After that, i went to my friend's house and reached home at 9pm. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109401317813998925?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109401317813998925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109401317813998925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109401317813998925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109401317813998925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/09/it-was-fun-day-yesterday-though-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109359900315082142</id><published>2004-08-27T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T17:30:03.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LoL. It was my first time watering my cactus, which was bought last Friday. Funny right? It has white hairs. I got tired easily today in school. And i felt like sleeping during PC lesson. The topic for PC this term/semester (?) is smoking. Yes, i know, i will NevEr smoke in my entire life, no need to tell me about that anymore! After coming home from school, i settled down quickly and fed my turtles, sweep my bedroom's floor, water my cactus, wash the cloth which is used for polishing my boots, applied bleach on my school shoes and cleaned my turtles' tank. I'll be polishing my boots later after the cloth has been dried, then, i will feed my turtle once more, prepare the presents which are for my teachers, as teachers day is arriving soon, and try to finish up my homework. Of coures, i will have dinner at the meantime when i try to complete the work. I gotta act fast as there is so many things for me to complete before i sleep.        :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010801.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010801.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109359900315082142?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109359900315082142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109359900315082142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109359900315082142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109359900315082142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/lol_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109351050019892429</id><published>2004-08-26T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T16:55:00.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was something special. For the first time in my entire life had i ever seen 17 stars. I have not seen so many stars before. I saw them in the morning when i was walking to the bus stop in my appartment. And, today was also my 3rd time to see an accident happening; how it happened and took place. I was in the 151 bus when a 'bang' exploded into my ears. So, looking out of the window, i saw 4 cars. And suddenly another 2 bangs sounded. The car at the back, if i'm not wrong, was a Honda. The 2nd one from the last was a Toyota Corolla. And the 1st car was a Mercedes Benz. I was not sure of the 2nd car. I have only known that a Saint Mageret student was inside with her mother. Well, i was not that bad, i did not jot down their no. plates to buy ToTo. I carried on revising for my chinese sentence structure. History lesson was interesting today. Mrs Sanmugam was trying to embarrass one of my classmates. I have forgotton to bring $30 to school today. Can't top up my ez-link. So i need to dig coins from my pockets again for the bus fee tomorrow. The best thing was that the only coin i have now is a 20c coin. :(   I shall execute myself if i were to forget to bring $$$ to top up my ez-link. Another shity thing was that it is compulsory for all students to buy the school magazine for $7. Siao! Isn't that obvious that the sch is trying to earn money?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/stars_schools.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/stars_schools.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109351050019892429?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109351050019892429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109351050019892429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109351050019892429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109351050019892429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/today-was-something-special.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109325204054177877</id><published>2004-08-23T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T17:21:54.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="e7195b88"&gt;My day started at about 5.20am today. And my alarm clock rang at 4 plus . Izzent that stupid? Haha. I am going to experience another very busy week again. I had Literature and HomeEc test today.(Didn't know that i will be having HomeEc test until today. Because the common test timetable, which was given out, stated that all sec ones will be having D&amp;T today, it did not state that there will be HomeEc, so i thought that it is only for the Normal-stream students.) &lt;didn't&gt;It was luck that HomeEc was easy.... so it would be less posible that i will fail or get real bad results. Well, i will be having Chinese Spelling and Maths Test tomorrow. I will still be having Chinese spelling the day after tomorrow. The following day, which is a Thursday, there will be Chinese Sentence Structure. And lastly, i will need to produce my chinese compo that consists of 550 ~ 600 words by Wednesday. I'm forced to go crazy rite? I will also be very busy the following week. But i will jump into that the next week. Oh.. Yes! I have forgotton to tell you that i will also be having HomeEc Practical test on Wednesday. And.... i must also hand in my english compo(250 ~ 360 words). Alas! I'm really going to the house of looners! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1000447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1000447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109325204054177877?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109325204054177877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109325204054177877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109325204054177877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109325204054177877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-day-started-at-about-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109307828542994643</id><published>2004-08-21T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T16:58:11.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="7365dd81"&gt;It was a Suay day today. I did not place my wallet in the Sec 1's Valuables Box today. I left it in my bag which is in the CCA room during Npcc today. I think i dropped my wallet when i was searching for something, probably my pens, when the room was dark as the lights were not working. So, i was obviously worried. I thought someone had taken it. Then, as i tried to calm down, i began to think that i may have dropped it in the CCA room. So, an NCO helped me to search for it but to no avail. Later, Eugene said that we could try searching it in the CCA room again. I was thinking that it would be useless at that moment. But later, Eugene spotted a 20c coin and wanted to pick it up. As he bent down, he saw my wallet under the basketball's metal container. Thank goodness! Time had started flying ever since i have started my day today. I woke up at 5.50am and left the house at 6.35am. I reached school at 7.15am after taking the buses. The parade started shortly after. It ended at 1pm. After that, i spent about 45mins to search for my wallet. Then, i stayed in school for a little while before leaving home. I reached home about 2.50pm. I was very surprised to know that the time was 4pm when i saw my dad's clock after settling down when i have reached home. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109307828542994643?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109307828542994643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109307828542994643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109307828542994643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109307828542994643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/it-was-suay-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109298774096940064</id><published>2004-08-20T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T15:58:40.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="4b9745a3"&gt;I woke up late today. I woke up at about 5.50am. I thought i was going to be late today, but it did not turn out to be what i have thought. My predictions were correct. The fire bell sounded during Science lesson; It rang during the second period of the boring Science lesson. I prefer chemistry to physics. Physics is a little boring to me. I have watched the performance on "chatting online" which was shown today during Assembly when i was Primary 6. So, i have known what was all about. I heard that one of my friends got a cake smashed by her face when she celebrated her birthday in school at the foyer. Haha. It happened during recess and her face was wet after recess as she, of coures, went to wash her face. Haiz. Gotta get my boots polished again! (picture: &lt;a href="http://www.vcds.dnd.ca/dsafeg/pubs/digest/3-03/fire-alarm-bell-sound_b.jpg"&gt;http://www.vcds.dnd.ca/dsafeg/pubs/digest/3-03/fire-alarm-bell-sound_b.jpg&lt;/a&gt; ) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/fire-alarm-bell-sound_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/fire-alarm-bell-sound_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109298774096940064?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109298774096940064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109298774096940064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109298774096940064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109298774096940064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-woke-up-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109290191610932830</id><published>2004-08-19T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T15:51:56.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LoL. Introducing the Master-degree student :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1000275.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1000275.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109290191610932830?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109290191610932830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109290191610932830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109290191610932830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109290191610932830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109281953270872114</id><published>2004-08-18T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T17:07:56.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="ad7c9a3b"&gt;Everything went smoothly today. Nothing had gone against me. Good! But of coures then, time ran past my life even quicker. :( Time is precious, as lost time will never be found again. And also, one should always treasure one's good times because good days will fly as fast as a swallow while bad times will always CraWL past your life as slowly as a snail. Literature lesson was fun today. Though my Literature teacher may look boring and very strict for the first time you see him. He actually turns out to be a fun and humorous teacher who will bring laughter to the class. I have got to know my science and english test results today. They were not very good. Holidays will be arriving in 2 weeks time. The day most of us are waiting for. Teachers Day will be arriving on the first day of September. I was told that there will only be 4 periods of school-time that day. I have not decided what i will be buying for my teachers, which include both my secondary and primary school teachers. I guess that will be another enjoyable day for me. Today's chinese spelling went very well. I have confidence that i will score well. I could see that my music teacher was in a bad mood when he came into my class. I still enjoy learning music though. His mood turned better when he made one of my friends to do push-ups. I could also tell that my, home-econs, science and chinese teacher were in a good mood today. They kept smilling. I did not really feel tired today. That's great! I gotta get going to finish up my plenty homework. Felt really happy today. Haha, the picture was taken when i'm 7yrs old. Don't mistaken it as me right now ah! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1000278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1000278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109281953270872114?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109281953270872114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109281953270872114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109281953270872114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109281953270872114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/everything-went-smoothly-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109273844071541874</id><published>2004-08-17T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T18:27:20.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I started my day at 5.15am today. PE lesson was not really fun today. I do not like my PE teacher. During recess, Jia Wei gave out the presents which are from NKF for those who helped to donate a certain amt of $$$. I received a webcam. Science took place quickly. Miss Ang used her laptop today.So the lesson became more interesting than usual. Nobody was meditating during her lesson. At the end of her lesson, Miss Ang told me to help her carry her laptop to her office. I went to her table by walking down the stairs from the second floor of the staff room. Mrs Wong was saying that students should asked permission before coming in when i entered the staff room, she also said that the teachers were marking the exam papers. Then my history teacher said "Yipeng, are you a spy? Helping people to spy on us when we are marking our exam papers? Though you are a master-degree student, you should still ask for permission." Haha. Next was chinese, i felt a bit sick during the lesson. That must be because i was too tired. Wonder what's gonna take place the next day?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010715.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010715.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109273844071541874?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109273844071541874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109273844071541874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109273844071541874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109273844071541874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-started-my-day-at-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109248283434954390</id><published>2004-08-14T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T19:34:51.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="a2a9296e"&gt;Today was another tiring day. I have forgotton to bring my trackpants for Npcc today. So i had to do 10 push-ups. During PT today, the NCOs keep pumping us. And during campcraft, i was a bit restless. So... NCO commanded me to do 35 pumpings together with Jia Wei. But we cheated, we did only 10. After doing the push ups, a teacher officer saw us laughing, so we did another 10. Jia Wei is worse than me. He and Rh keep doing push ups during PT. LoLz. I passed both my campcraft and pratical tests! Unlike Rh, he failed both of them. He always thinks that he is very clever. He would laugh at people who got lousy results. And... Well, i'll try not to say too many unpleasant things of others. Anyway, today was quite fun though i did lots of push ups. As i reached home and settled down, I took a nap immediately. I saw my maid leaving back to her homeland after waking up. Gotta do my housework from today onwards. :( Well that's fer today. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1000031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1000031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109248283434954390?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109248283434954390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109248283434954390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109248283434954390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109248283434954390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/today-was-another-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109238535090609784</id><published>2004-08-13T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T16:28:48.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="bd5d3b38"&gt;Mr Lee Hsien Loong was declared to be our prime minister from yesterday onwards yesterday. The 'swearing in' ceremony was held at the Istana. I found out that one of the eggs was fertilised when it landed on the frying pan yesterday. It is soo disgusting. At first, there was just a red dot on the egg yolk. Then as the seconds passed, blood began to ooze out of it. Yucks! I will be having a parade again tomorrow. My NCO didn't even bother to post the info for the training program on the web's noticeboard. I prefer my previous CI, CI fadzil, and the NCOs. I didn't dare to trouble fadzil to ask him for the info for the training program. Because i had asked him previously and plus, he stated that he's in a lousy mood on MSN Messenger. &lt;em&gt;Doh!&lt;/em&gt; Gotta ask either Maurice or Sandy. I have not polish my boots for 2 weeks, gotta go polishing it now. (picture taken from &lt;a href="http://www.istana.gov.sg/index.html"&gt;http://www.istana.gov.sg/index.html&lt;/a&gt; ) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/main4-s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/main4-s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109238535090609784?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109238535090609784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109238535090609784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109238535090609784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109238535090609784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/mr-lee-hsien-loong-was-declared-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109229708718095723</id><published>2004-08-12T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T15:51:27.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The first lesson today was English. Mrs Tye returned us the letter which the class wrote after photo-copying it. She instructed us to place them in our envelopes which we have brought to school. Then it was maths. Maths is getting more and more boring. Miss Yong used the OHP today. That is worse. For a simple reason: the lights would be off. Though i would not possibly be sleeping, i will feel a little bit tired. And because that the lights were off, many people went 'meditating' in class. Some meditate with their eyes closed while some with their eyes opened. (in case you are not a humorous person, my meditate refers to either to daydream or sleep) After recess was History. Not knowing why, i feel that Mrs Samungam look funny when i look at her face. History is much interesting than Geography. Geography is soooo BoRinG. And plus a boring Mrs Low, it is WoRSe. Later was Chinese. The Chinese test seemed difficult to me. I do not think i will score well.I feel that i did not have much time for it. After chinese, i went back to my class and saw Mr Lim. I feel that he too, has a funny face. HavE I gOne MaD?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010657.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010657.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109229708718095723?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109229708718095723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109229708718095723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109229708718095723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109229708718095723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/first-lesson-today-was-english.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109221475561411104</id><published>2004-08-11T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T17:04:34.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="373374c3"&gt;It was my sister's birthday yesterday. I had a fun time celebrating her birthday. Music was the second lesson of the day today. Though music was suppose to be fun, i felt rather boring when i see Mr Yeo's face. It is luck that my class is going to the com lab the next period, otherwise i would die of seeing his face. Home Economics was Ok. Yelin is my new partner. Miss Siti said that Max and i are very blur and that is why she seperated us. Penny had a hard time making the muffins with Max. She kept complaining. Home Econs practical test is coming soon. Penny told Miss Siti that she does not want to have Max as her partner. So Yelin will be her partner for that day. I will need to fry rice for my practical test. So i'm gonna learn how i am suppose to fry from my dad. I will be having a chinese test tomorrow. Wah! So many tests. Science test is on this-coming Monday and Home Ec theory test will be on the following Monday. Wonder how's chinese lessons going in my previous chinese class. I don't think it is going well... Most of my friends' results are getting worse. Actually, i don't find Mr Lim very good in teaching... Argh! Will be very busy for the next couple of hours! (picture: &lt;a href="http://www.mezicolorism.net/tutorials/mirror/treble.jpg"&gt;http://www.mezicolorism.net/tutorials/mirror/treble.jpg&lt;/a&gt; ) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/treble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/treble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109221475561411104?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109221475561411104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109221475561411104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109221475561411104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109221475561411104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/it-was-my-sisters-birthday-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109205324583923692</id><published>2004-08-09T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T20:23:41.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="6dd3a4f"&gt;Happy 39th Birthday Singapore. Wish that you have a enjoyable day, Prime Minister Goh Chok Tong. (picture: &lt;a href="http://psephos.adam-carr.net/singapore/goh.jpg"&gt;http://psephos.adam-carr.net/singapore/goh.jpg&lt;/a&gt; ) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/goh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/goh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109205324583923692?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109205324583923692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109205324583923692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109205324583923692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109205324583923692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/happy-39th-birthday-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109183930568469896</id><published>2004-08-07T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T09:12:50.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="8387424d"&gt;Slept for 14 hours..... I was trying to think of a picture to get it posted yesterday. And at the same time, i was listening to 'slow music'. Gradually, i began to feel tired. So... i slept till this morning. I was running almost the whole day with Jia Hong yesterday. He kept complaining that he was tired. Went to different stalls to participate in order to get stamps. I spent all my money donating and buying drinks. I was very thirsty. Got 10 stamps altogether. So... we went to get our clip files as a reward. But i lost it in the end as i left it on a table when helping Miss Yong to pick up litters and had forgotton to collect it after that. Forget it anyway. I went up to the hall after that. Mdm Oen told the teachers to collect money from us again for charity and got a total of more than $1200. But if it is more than $2000, then she, herself, as a principal, will be dunked. Before the teachers started collecting, Mrs Low went up the stage and told Mdm Oen that she will donate and therefore would not be dunked. That made a lot of people disappointed as they want her to be dunked. So... we could get to dunk our discipline master in the dunking machine as we got $1200. I didn't watch him being dunked though. Who cares anyway? Today, i woke up thinking that i am going to eat dinner soon as my watch shows 7 o' clock. haha. (picture: &lt;a href="http://www.marcchappell.com/images/EUR/jpgs/2400-3868.jpg"&gt;http://www.marcchappell.com/images/EUR/jpgs/2400-3868.jpg&lt;/a&gt; ) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/horse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109183930568469896?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109183930568469896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109183930568469896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109183930568469896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109183930568469896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/slept-for-14-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109169792385537240</id><published>2004-08-05T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T22:15:33.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="aff28f51"&gt;&lt;blockquote id="fac0ed68"&gt;&lt;blockquote id="b1f2dbbe"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My predictions were correct. I got 23/30 for my History. My history teacher told the class interesting things today. One is that she have been to a temple in India before and in the temple, a hole on the wall was made and the other hand of the hole is the sea-shore. Place your ears on that hole and you can hear the word 'Om'(a word used in Buddhism and Hinduism's mantras, below the word that is written in Sanskrit). Another thing was that about 5 years ago, people try scooping a spoonful of milk and hold it in front of the sculpture or painting/drawing of the Elephant God and you can see the milk disappearing slowly in a short while. It is also written in the news. According to the priests, this happens about every 500 yrs. On the way back today, i saw something that is religious hung probably by the bus-driver on the his name(the one 'served by -name-' on Trans-island/smart buses). Haha, i thought that maybe the bus-driver had seen a ghost at night when he was driving. Maybe it is true? ~Sigh-... it is a must wear red/white shirt to school tomorrow, my shirt is not 'pure red' and neither do i have any white shirt. That shirt is mixed with a little bit of green letters too. Is it allowed? (picture from &lt;a href="http://www.exoticindiaart.com/article/om"&gt;http://www.exoticindiaart.com/article/om&lt;/a&gt; ) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/om.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/om.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109169792385537240?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109169792385537240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109169792385537240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109169792385537240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109169792385537240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-predictions-were-correct.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109161215009919506</id><published>2004-08-04T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T17:35:50.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My eng teacher gave out the letters which was written by our pen pal who were Japanese. This was the second time Tsuyoshi had written a letter to me. Will be writing to him tomorrow. My science pratical test today went well. Home-econs was fine. Sick and tired! There will be chinese sentence structure tomorrow! Can't wait for Friday to arrive as it is the only day which i could rest in the week. My poor classmates today had a chinese test. My frowning friend asked me why was chinese so difficult to learn. My answer was to blame Qin Shi Huang for creating those chinese charactors, should have asked Yan Luo Wang to shorten his life by writing on the 'book of life &amp; death records'. Haha, that was lame. Actually, chinese will seem to be easy as long as you study hard. And never expect yourself to improve all of a sudden by just spending a day's work. Because like english, you need to take time in order to improve. I dislike my music teacher. His temper will always go up and down. This moment smiling, a second later shouting. This happens frequently. He has no patience at all. :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010438.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010438.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109161215009919506?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109161215009919506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109161215009919506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109161215009919506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109161215009919506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-eng-teacher-gave-out-letters-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109152696961140335</id><published>2004-08-03T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T18:24:55.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="6868a3b7"&gt;It was a disappointing day today. My chinese spelling that is on the 9th chapter did not seemed to go well today. Chapter 10 was better. I had to stay back for the rehearsal for I &amp; E, national day celebration. So after eating lunch, i went to cabin. That was when the disappointing moment started. I handed my ez-link to the cabin memeber as i have to in order to borrow the chinese chess. As i was about to leave the place, the members found out that they had 4 ez-links missing and one of them was mine. Terribly disappointed, i have nothing to say but to wait and see what's gonna to happen next. Waited for very long.... And a teacher-in-charge came. Found out that the &lt;em&gt;irresponsible&lt;/em&gt; cabin member was not around for a few moments as he went to the canteen to buy drinks. So all i can say that this is &lt;em&gt;irritating. &lt;/em&gt;They conducted a spot-check and later found my ez-link in someone's bag. After that, i went to the rehearsal. I was even more disappointed when the teacher-in-charge said that there were enough people and I, as well as some others, were the extras. We just need to watch the practice to see what will be going on, on the actual day so that if anything were to go wrong, we will join in. After hearing that, i felt very sianz than ever. I knew that i have to study for my tests tomorrow and will not be able to waste anytime. So, out of disappointment and KanChiongism, i went home without watching the whole practice. I should have left that place earlier, maybe after having my attendence marked? Well, just to say it is also considered an Unlucky Day, fullstop. Haya... "It just happened, i do not know if it is good or bad, it is just like that." &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109152696961140335?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109152696961140335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109152696961140335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109152696961140335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109152696961140335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/it-was-disappointing-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109143565330564891</id><published>2004-08-02T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T18:52:43.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="8c310091"&gt;This is a very busy week. I had History test today. Will be having Ting Xie and Science test tmr. Will also be having Science practical and Home Ec test the day after tomorrow. And i will be having chinese sentence-structure on Thursday. Alas! Friday is the only free-day, cos my school is gonna celebrate National Day. The history test today went fine. But some questions still dunno despite studying a lot for it. I ThinK i'll be getting 23/30 for it. It is going to be a busy day today, i will be studying for the next couple of hours. (Picture from &lt;a href="http://www.mexicanavacations.com/china.html"&gt;www.mexicanavacations.com/china.html&lt;/a&gt; ) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/china_great_wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/china_great_wall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109143565330564891?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109143565330564891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109143565330564891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109143565330564891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109143565330564891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/08/this-is-very-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109128239641271483</id><published>2004-07-31T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T22:08:02.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="8ac1ca1c"&gt;When you were a kid, your mind was very pure and have lesser troubles, with a simple, having simple thinking and thoughts. Now, some of the people around us are so impure, their mind is always thinking of stealing, etc. Some people seemed to be depressed all the time. Some people seemed to have troubles all the time. Some people are filled with anger and hatred. They are scared of being 'eaten' by others. They want to have revenge. They get angry very easily. However, when you were a child, a toddler, you are very 'unconscious', you seemed to be in Wonderland, you do not know what is happening around you. You can forget something that had just happened in 3 seconds. So it is best if one is 'conscious' but yet having a pure mind. That would be the best. When i use Msn Messenger, i could see some of my friends having their nicknames with very sad thoughts and some with 'angry words'. This made me feel that some of them are fools that a trapped in another world. When i visit my friends' blog. I could see some of them with a VerY long wishlist. They have been wanting lots and lots of things. And they have been waiting for them. "There is pleasure when an itch is scratched, but to be without itches is more pleasurable still. Just so, there are plearsures in the worldly desires, but to be without desires is more pleasurable still." Heard of that? It is even happier to have no desires. If someone were to ask me what i would like to have, i definately cannot answer him in a short time. I feel very good to be like that because when i have no desires, it is as if my heart 'has ease'. So what kind of mind do you wish to have? &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1000268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1000268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109128239641271483?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109128239641271483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109128239641271483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109128239641271483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109128239641271483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/when-you-were-kid-your-mind-was-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109108993502070841</id><published>2004-07-29T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T16:36:29.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="1420feca"&gt;I had home-econs yesterday. ~macaroni in soup. My mood for half of the lesson was spoilt by the teacher. She did not gave me proper instructions. She did not tell me that the pot would caught fire if there is oil on it and the flame is burning for more than 5 mins. How in the world will i ever know that when nobody had told me that and i have not cooked before?? Siao. She scolded me for doing such a thing. Fine, i thought. After that, she kept nagging at my partner and i. Nag that i am too slow. As i was about to go on to the next step of the cooking process, she shouted asking me what i am suppose to do. When she shouted at me, i panicked and of coures i would only reply her after some time. Then she thinks that i do not know. This had happened 2 - 3 times. After being scolded. I felt really very very sian. It is as if my heart is sinking. Today, my history teacher told my class how the people kill the monkeys to eat their brain. It is definately not as simple as you think. Just kill the monkey rightaway and then extract the brain? No! They are more cruel than ever! They want the food they eat to be fresh. As a result, the monkey experiences a very slow death. Can you imagine, the monkeys are experiencing how hells are like in this world.&amp;nbsp;Those people are very cruel, in other words, they are heartless. No feelings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/Monkey-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/Monkey-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109108993502070841?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109108993502070841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109108993502070841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109108993502070841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109108993502070841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-had-home-econs-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109091905462734148</id><published>2004-07-27T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T17:44:47.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have deleted one of my posts. Deleted it because some of the people think that i am too lame and start spreading news. My eyelids kept twitching these days. So, now, i became as worried as this man in the picture below. I just know that something bad is going to happen soon. Not that i am superstitious. I think it really is true. I knew it because i have experienced this many many times. As some of you have already known it, i have fillings for my two front teeth. I lost balance and fell onto the ground last year during 13th March 2003. Be for the incident had happened, my eyelids kept twitching. Ayah... i think i should not worry too much. As you know, worry dries blood sooner than age. (picture taken from &lt;a href="http://www.gltech.org/gltech/library/htmlaps/hebert/measurementunc/images/worried.jpg"&gt;http://www.gltech.org/gltech/library/htmlaps/hebert/measurementunc/images/worried.jpg&lt;/a&gt; )&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/worried.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/worried.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109091905462734148?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109091905462734148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109091905462734148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109091905462734148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109091905462734148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-have-deleted-one-of-my-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109083292105498831</id><published>2004-07-26T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T17:13:09.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="e60c4b1b"&gt;Today's weather is very humid. It made me feel tired and reckless. Look at that photo i have posted. A man who has a horse-face looked angry... His eyes were looking downwards, as if he was looking down on somebody. Right? I have a primary school friend who also had a horse-face. I saw him today on bus 67. As you know, people who had a horse-face tend to be petty and shrewed and more selfish than others. They are so-called "Xiao Ren" in mandarin. That friend of mine had small eyes that always seems to be half-close too. People with such eyes tend to bear grudges. Before Lunar New Year had arrived this year, i went to my primary school to visit some of my friends and teachers. I met him at the basketball court. I called for his name a few times and he did not reply me. It was very obvious that it was by purpose. Another friend of mine called for his name on the bus and he did the same thing. He looked down on us and was not willing to respond to us just because he thinks that we are stupid because he entered a better school. Haha, people's looks really tell wad kind of person one is. Sometimes when we see people on the streets, the first thing that we could think a particular person is that s/he looks 'bad'. Right? That friend of mine will fall one day unless he changes. So maybe few years later? When i see him again and he's appearance have changed, then that would be good. Well, wad do you think about your appearance? What kind of person are you?? (picture taken from &lt;a href="http://drsnuggles.homeunix.com/PoliticianGallery/images/Angry%20Graham%20Jan%2029.jpg"&gt;drsnuggles.homeunix.com/PoliticianGallery/images/Angry%20Graham%20Jan%2029.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/Angry%20Graham%20Jan%2029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/Angry%2520Graham%2520Jan%252029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109083292105498831?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109083292105498831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109083292105498831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109083292105498831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109083292105498831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/todays-weather-is-very-humid.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109067480831986365</id><published>2004-07-24T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T21:19:19.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much had happened today. I had to swear that i will be in np for 4yrs today at Jin Tai Sec Sch. Swear that i will be faithful to the government and blah blah blah. I met one of my primary schoolmate there, i do not know his name, or maybe i had forgotton? He did not regconised me. At first, he did not see me. Then i walk pass him by purpose to&amp;nbsp;test him&amp;nbsp;if he regconizes me. I have no idea which school he is from, but i know that&amp;nbsp;the colour of his sch's shorts is grey. Perhaps you can guess the school and tell me under comments? I became very blur when i am on my way home. Wonder why. 961 passed by and i did not realised that until it went away. Then, i missed a bus-stop and had to cross the road to take another bus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109067480831986365?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109067480831986365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109067480831986365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109067480831986365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109067480831986365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/nothing-much-had-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109058482566453495</id><published>2004-07-23T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T22:17:00.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="e61ea0e1"&gt;I thought that there was IPW today as usual. So i spent almost the whole day on the editing the powerpoint presentation yesterday. Then, i rushed through the script this morning. It is so tiring. If were to know that there isn't IPW today, i could have slept more and will not need to rush this morning... The IT course resumed today. Learnt nothing much, people were not cooperating with the teacher. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/Flag-Japan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/Flag-Japan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109058482566453495?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109058482566453495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109058482566453495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109058482566453495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109058482566453495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-thought-that-there-was-ipw-today-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109040128357043315</id><published>2004-07-21T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T17:23:06.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw Yee Hong, my pri sch classmate, on the Bus-stop today. There's&amp;nbsp;a saying "A leopard cannot change its spots (Ben Xing Nan Yi)".&amp;nbsp;He was still as Kiasu as i had known him before. When the bus came, he dashed immediately to queue right in front of the door. And when he got up the bus, he rushed to a seat and used this bag to prevent others from sitting on the seat that is right beside him so that i am able to sit on it. I guess if i were not there, he would still do the same thing so that nobody can sit beside him. Almost everyone in my class last year find him an irritant. He digs his nose in class very frequently and after that, he would 'shoot' wad he had dug, at others. Most of the time, he would swallow it. How disgusting he is! Hopefully, he does not do that now. When he is being pulled out by a teacher, almost the whole class would say "slap him" continuously until the teacher lets him off. He did many things to attract the class's attention, and i do not thing he knows that it is rather irritating. Again, hopefully, he is not like that anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/Leopard_Yawn_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/Leopard_Yawn_1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109040128357043315?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109040128357043315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109040128357043315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109040128357043315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109040128357043315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-saw-yee-hong-my-pri-sch-classmate-on_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109022481412416512</id><published>2004-07-19T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T22:36:08.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My chinese paper seemed difficult despite much of hard work revising through my practices yesterday. Time has gone mad. It started flying extremely fast ever since i have been promoted to secondary. It seemed that there are only 12hrs a day. I am so busy everyday. During dismissal when the bell rang today, i almost thought that it was recess. Splendid. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109022481412416512?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109022481412416512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109022481412416512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109022481412416512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109022481412416512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-chinese-paper-seemed-difficult.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109005931539774452</id><published>2004-07-17T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T18:21:38.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="12eff557"&gt;My oral examination went well today. The examiner was my History teacher. After oral was NPCC. Well, people love to call me when a NPCC parade is coming soon. Four people called my yesterday asking me what they should bring for the parade and two called today, asking the same question. So funny, this happens Every week. Today's parade went well. Lukily it wasn't like the last one. During RecreationTime, we were told to change in to PT kit in 10 min. After changing, NCO said it should be 1/4 U(mufti). "Fine," i thought. After changing... 'Oh My God,' NCO said the wrong thing and i must change back to PT kit... I lost my nylon rope today. Must be some selfish people who forgot to bring their's and then took mine away. Ok... People, write some comments for my thoughts for each day if you wish to do so, my 'Comments' are very much empty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109005931539774452?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109005931539774452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109005931539774452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109005931539774452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109005931539774452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-oral-examination-went-well-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-108998453089157962</id><published>2004-07-16T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T21:28:50.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Although i have to stay in school from 7.20am up to 5.30pm today... It is not as tiring as i have expected it to be. I have a IT course on Macromedia Dreamweaver today. It is a little bit boring... Well, but at least i have learnt something. I'm so busy these days... I have chinese spelling the day before yesterday, chinese Zao Ju yesterday, IT course and History test today, eng oral and NPCC tomorrow, Chinese common test on this-coming Monday, and i must be able to hand in chinese compo (500words) on Tuesday... Plus, there will be at least 2 - 3 homework during weekdays. Well, i gotta think positive-- at least i will never feel boring...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/macromedia%2520dreamweaver%25204%2520(front).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/macromedia%2520dreamweaver%25204%2520(front).jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-108998453089157962?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/108998453089157962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=108998453089157962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/108998453089157962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/108998453089157962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/although-i-have-to-stay-in-school-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-109092067563008361</id><published>2004-07-15T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T17:31:38.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>----deleted----- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-109092067563008361?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/109092067563008361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=109092067563008361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109092067563008361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/109092067563008361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/deleted.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-108979667705976158</id><published>2004-07-14T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T17:11:31.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have home economics today... made cookies. The shape of my cookies is too flat, looks ugly. Yes, i admit that it doesn't look nice, but one of my classmates said that it look disgusting in front of everybody. Her cookies doesn't look nice either... Like stones like that. My cookies may not Look nice but it Taste nice ok... Next time when i am gonna make cookies again just make it more circular lor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-108979667705976158?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/108979667705976158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=108979667705976158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/108979667705976158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/108979667705976158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-have-home-economics-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-108970944904807373</id><published>2004-07-13T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T17:04:09.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything went smoothly today. Just the fact that i feel that time went too fast. Nothing went against me. I wish that any other days in future can be like that. It is good enough to be like that, i do not expect myself to be very happy everyday. And of coures, i won't want my days to be miserable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010300.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010300.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-108970944904807373?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/108970944904807373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=108970944904807373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/108970944904807373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/108970944904807373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/everything-went-smoothly-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-108962952043429072</id><published>2004-07-12T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T16:10:28.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My bag today is sooooo stupidly heavy know... I'm only 37kg and my bag? 8kg... =( Today.. quite tiring, after school went to Bukit Batok Polyclinic. I saw Edmund, my primary sch friend on bus 67 when i was in the bus-stop waiting for bus 173. See his face, i wanna 'Ho hO He hE Ha hA!'. Ayoh... tomorrow have Chinese Ting Xie, gtg memorsing away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-108962952043429072?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/108962952043429072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=108962952043429072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/108962952043429072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/108962952043429072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-bag-today-is-sooooo-stupidly-heavy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-108953319465577335</id><published>2004-07-11T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T21:50:03.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="5da56355"&gt;&lt;blockquote id="8b93ea43"&gt;ya noe?! it's very difficult to sit down there and start studying. I just cant Sit there. Haiz... i did badly last Semester, must work hard this Sem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1010292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1010292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-108953319465577335?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/108953319465577335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=108953319465577335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/108953319465577335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/108953319465577335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/ya-noe-its-very-difficult-to-sit-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6863019.post-108948436461452766</id><published>2004-07-11T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T03:02:18.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Harlow Friends, my blog looks simple and easy, no fanciful stuff. So if you see already then Bu Shuang, you can tell me and give me suggestions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/640/P1000492.3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/192/1273/320/P1000492.3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6863019-108948436461452766?l=zeingangong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/feeds/108948436461452766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6863019&amp;postID=108948436461452766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/108948436461452766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6863019/posts/default/108948436461452766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zeingangong.blogspot.com/2004/07/harlow-friends-my-blog-looks-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenshines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04419528531338502104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y232/Jenshines/u.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
