<?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-7412838218659426189</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:46:38.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oneshotdown</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-7843598289377674968</id><published>2009-08-29T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:38:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am supposed to be studying with jy but, heh, am distracted 'cause my phone has wifi and im bored. Love e63 manzx!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, jy's nagging so it's back to studying. She says her body is 'failing at such a young age'. Oldish girl :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-7843598289377674968?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7843598289377674968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=7843598289377674968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7843598289377674968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7843598289377674968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-supposed-to-be-studying-with-jy-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-6477181802275214416</id><published>2009-08-27T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:37:36.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged in like, so freaking loooooong :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partly because, for some strange reason, blogger seems very very screwed. It's screwed on my Safari, FireFox and Opera. I can't blog properly at all! &gt;:( Maybe I should like, change to Xanga or Livejournal. Decisions decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, &lt;b&gt;are we going back to YZ?!&lt;/b&gt; Everyone's asking everyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-6477181802275214416?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6477181802275214416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=6477181802275214416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6477181802275214416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6477181802275214416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/08/havent-blogged-in-like-so-freaking.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-8955419796518653234</id><published>2009-08-19T01:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T01:39:04.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall become a scary strict shameless mugger from today onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall study at the library / Starbucks / somewhere every single day after school until dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not do unconstructive things on the comp, e.g. uploading old embarrassing photos on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall spend each and every minute wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall come up with a study plan, for the Very Important Pre-Promos Six Weeks are coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not think about going out at all until promos end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be so conscious about the whereabouts of my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall compile my study notes soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall sleep by 11pm every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall not flunk promos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, people. Behold the return of the super mugger! 8-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-8955419796518653234?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8955419796518653234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=8955419796518653234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/8955419796518653234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/8955419796518653234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-shall-become-scary-strict-shameless.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4865067468846966149</id><published>2009-08-13T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:42:10.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i284.photobucket.com/albums/ll8/man312jp/buyeasyworkshop/new_imlisting_photo/fuji_instax_mini7s/Untitled-13.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR I WILL GET IT AFTER PROMOS. YES!!! :D LOVE IT!!! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/heart.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4865067468846966149?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4865067468846966149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4865067468846966149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4865067468846966149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4865067468846966149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-swear-i-will-get-it-after-promos.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5590444678948589873</id><published>2009-08-08T22:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T23:56:12.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best friends are the sisters that God forgot to give us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/6248_115963908073_734113073_2441185.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 09S7K class gathering whereby we had lunch at LJS after school after waiting an hour for a cab, watched &lt;b&gt;Up&lt;/b&gt; (awesome movie, must watch!!) at Cineleisure, then went over to Glenn's house (which happens to be a 10min walk from Cine O_O) to chill. Finally left the gathering with Nicholas in the evening, and we chatted a lot on our way home. I suppose a 9/25 turnout was not so bad, since it was still a pretty fun gathering with all the rubbish-talking and gossip-sharing. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ShuMei is constantly hungry!" says JianTong. Talk about pot calling kettle black. Wonder who's the one who goes to school as though he's going for a picnic every single day, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but think about 6G whenever I think about 7K, for the situation then and now are way too similar. The segregation, the domination, the exclusivity. The uncanny resemblance scares me quite a bit. I'm not planning to go through another round of drama pre and post graduation! That was really not nice at all. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls' breakfast at Swensen's was lovely. :D It was a miracle to have all eight of us present! *sighs at YuanJun's constant absence* I've been so accustomed to seeing partial attendance. I have so much to say, like how much I've missed them and how much I appreciate them, etc. How many bestfriends could you make when you were a kid and still keep? The feeling itself is simply overwhelming. Loveeeeeeee!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pancakes girls were hilarious! I think I'll never order French toast again, it tasted like deep-fried toast. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/6172_135789639257_530459257_3304389.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/6172_135789644257_530459257_3304390.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we bought a flamingo pen each at Daiso, they're so adorable/retarded! xD&lt;br /&gt;Charlene / Yunqi / ShuMei / Carina / JiaYin / JieYing / Zina / Jane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/6172_135787409257_530459257_3304364.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/LOVE-1.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Friends Forever and Ever&lt;/font&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/heart.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/heart.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/heart.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5590444678948589873?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5590444678948589873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5590444678948589873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5590444678948589873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5590444678948589873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-friends-are-sisters-that-god.html' title='Best friends are the sisters that God forgot to give us.'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2537467727720703764</id><published>2009-07-26T09:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:01:36.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To You,</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/__best_friends_by_Adorkable_3.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish for you, angel, is that you succeed beyond your wildest imagination. &lt;br /&gt;That you find love in places that astound you, &lt;br /&gt;and that you have friends who call you ‘just because’. &lt;br /&gt;I dream that you go barefoot more than you wear shoes. &lt;br /&gt;That you play as hard as you work. &lt;br /&gt;And that you laugh more than you cry. &lt;br /&gt;I want you to set the bar high, but not too high. &lt;br /&gt;To reach for the stars, but with your toes on the ground. &lt;br /&gt;And to never, ever stop dreaming. &lt;br /&gt;But most of all, sweet angel, I wish for your happiness. &lt;br /&gt;And these dreams of mine are what started it all.&lt;br /&gt;Best friends last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2537467727720703764?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2537467727720703764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2537467727720703764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2537467727720703764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2537467727720703764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-you.html' title='To You,'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-7616918110825303794</id><published>2009-07-22T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:37:59.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>✭</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gadgetguy.com.au/assets/images/6696_Apple_MacBookPro-13inchopen.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;My Best Buy Ever! ✌&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-7616918110825303794?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7616918110825303794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=7616918110825303794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7616918110825303794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7616918110825303794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_22.html' title='✭'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-6030447797516948381</id><published>2009-07-18T01:03:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T13:28:40.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I am a wizard, not a baboon brandishing a stick."</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width:480px; height:320px" src="http://fataculture.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/harry_potter_half_blood_prince.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;WE CAUGHT HARRY POTTER VI ON ITS PREMIERE DAY!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma Watson is superduperultra gorgeous, it's almost humanly impossible. ♥ It's a pity the movie wasn't as great as the book. But then again, since when were the movies ever as awesome as the books? Yunqi, JieYing and Caleb were great company; and the atrocious bitchfight was awesome entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were reminded that promos are in 2.5 months. *curses* And about two classes have already been quaratined due to H1N1. They should just close school for 3 full months, then let us go for hols without taking promos. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is breaking out like SIAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-6030447797516948381?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6030447797516948381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=6030447797516948381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6030447797516948381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6030447797516948381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-wizard-not-baboon-brandishing.html' title='&quot;I am a wizard, not a baboon brandishing a stick.&quot;'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-6381418764353826295</id><published>2009-07-11T11:21:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:06:56.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Freedom is the right of all sentient beings." -- Optimus Prime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/070709.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Too lazy to photoshop, so I goped Charlene's! :P) This is the first time I've waited for someone for over 20min, 'cause Caleb was buying his Nabaztag and TOTALLY neglected my existence. :( Had dinner at NYDC with Charlene, JieYing and Caleb. We were crazily full because we ordered Elephanccinos, and none of us really enjoyed drinking more than 500ml of coffee/tea. Caleb the freako did manage to finish his though! TYVM Caleb, for inviting us to enjoy a veryvery cheap (yay for cheap food! :D) and fun dinner. Who says childhood friendships never last? ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOST MY HANDPHONE!!!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bitter.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Viewty is gone, forever! I know it's all scratched and laopokpok anyway, but what matters most is my SIM card! :( All my contacts are gone!! *emotional breakdown*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee JunDe,&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Losing your handphone is a happy thing! you make other people happy!"&lt;/font&gt; I suppose some childhood friends really ask for spanking at times, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janabel and Nicholas were very kind and lent me their phones during school day, thank you very much. :) My mum cancelled my phone line, and got me a temporary phone and a replacement SIM card with the same phone number. Anyway, &lt;b&gt;text me with your name&lt;/b&gt; so I can build up my contact list again. Thank you very much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/100709.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to get married on Facebook. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shy.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my nose and eyes are darker than the rest of my face, whyyyy. *moans*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with JiaYin and JiaHui at J8, and this is the second time I've waited for someone for over 20min! I'm usually the last one to arrive, so everyone waits for me, instead of the other way round, haha. :D Anyway, we ate dinner, and brought JiaHui to walk around, with Leonard wrapping up all her/our buys. The three of us also bought rather random things like piggy banks and eye masks (mine's Stitch! :D). Talked, watched &lt;b&gt;The Maid&lt;/b&gt; which isn't scary at all, most unfortunately, and had Macs for supper at 4am which allowed me to meet my 23-year-old uncle chatting with his friend. O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/110709.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;Ice Age 3 3D&lt;/b&gt; (3D is so cool!!) with Gabriel at Cineleisure after catching up for over two hours over lunch at lousy Pastamania. It's been so long since we had a good chat! Who says there's no such thing as a platonic friendship? We've been keeping it this way for yearssss. Hah. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt; Dinner was with JiaYin and Leonard at NewYorkNewYork, and we went our separate ways after. I made Gabriel turn gay today. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb showed me this! I'm glad it hasn't happened to us yet. This is why you shouldn't leave your lecture notes/tutorials on the class benches. Rain + wind = shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2611/164/52/565854472/n565854472_1578124_5513353.jpg" border="2" width="480" height="320"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-6381418764353826295?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6381418764353826295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=6381418764353826295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6381418764353826295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6381418764353826295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/07/freedom-is-right-of-all-sentient-beings.html' title='&quot;Freedom is the right of all sentient beings.&quot; -- Optimus Prime.'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2586792434222600114</id><published>2009-07-08T16:33:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:01:36.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Applelicious! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Next week next week, mad happy! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on a sinful Apple shopping spree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/applelicious.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2586792434222600114?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2586792434222600114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2586792434222600114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2586792434222600114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2586792434222600114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/07/apple-day.html' title='♥ Applelicious! ♥'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-1290837263112625819</id><published>2009-07-05T18:12:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:38:35.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drunken minds speak sober hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer;width: 250px; height: 300px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/070309.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;Days after block tests should be happy, if not for the fact that I had fever and diarrhea from Sunday to Wednesday, so I missed three papers. *curses* I studied for them. -.- Had to retake them when everyone else would be having fun and throwing confetti around, gah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to celebrate post-blocks irregardless, and hung out with Ester and Janabel at town to chill/gossip after Bio paper, haha. It was awesome catching up with them again, because we hadn't seen one another for the entire June holidays. Much has happened/changed, and it was just really, really fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner at Astons (I ♥ medium rare steaks!), shopped for hammies' items, and cleaned the smelly hamster cage with Panda. I'm really thankful for my hamsters, they bring much joy to my life, except for the fact that they stink up the place sometimes. I have to give them all away soon though, the tub is simply not a conducive home for eight growing hamsters. Sigh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text me if you want four-weeks-old baby hamsters, I swear they're very adorable and tame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/070409.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suffered from kaerbtraeh, so I cheered myself up by binging on salmon don, salmon sashimi and salmon sushi at Sushi Tei with JiaYin, JiaHui and Leonard. Love love love Jap food. After which, we had chocolate fondue at Icecube, and played Monopoly after we got home. Thanks guys, I needed the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/070509.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied earlier in the day with JiaYin and Leonard at the library, and accomplished almost nothing because I was dead tired from having less than four hours of sleep, most unfortunately. Then we watched &lt;b&gt;Underworld: Rise of the Lycans&lt;/b&gt; while having cup noodles for lunch, and they were sent home to study for their midyears while I cuddled up on my bed, reading Dorothey Koomson's &lt;b&gt;My Best Friend's Girl&lt;/b&gt;. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on is simple, it’s what you leave behind that makes it so difficult. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After a while, you learn that you don't need anyone else to survive. No one is going to always be there, no matter what they say or what they promise you. You just gotta suck it up, accept it." -- Hey Ronald. I guess, "happily ever after" does only belong in fairytales, not reality. Anyway I just wanna thank people who've been so super ultra supportive of me regardless of my decisions, and being there to catch me when I fall. You guys are great. Friends for life. &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-1290837263112625819?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1290837263112625819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=1290837263112625819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1290837263112625819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1290837263112625819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/07/drunken-minds-speak-sober-hearts.html' title='drunken minds speak sober hearts'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4488398364714013089</id><published>2009-06-23T22:08:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:11:33.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 480px; height: 245px;" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2009/06/24/arts/24tran600.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught &lt;b&gt;Transformers&lt;/b&gt;, and it was awesome! I thought the fighting scenes were a tad bit too long (again) though, or maybe it's just me. In any case, it's a must watch. *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While a man was polishing his new car, his four-year-old son picked up a stone and scratched lines on the side of the car. In anger, the man took the child's hand and hit it many times, not realizing he was using a wrench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures. When the child saw his father, with painful eyes he asked, 'Dad when will my fingers grow back?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was  so hurt and  speechless, he went back to his car and kicked it many times. Devastated by his own actions, sitting in front of that car he looked at the scratches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child had written, &lt;b&gt;'LOVE YOU DAD'&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4488398364714013089?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4488398364714013089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4488398364714013089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4488398364714013089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4488398364714013089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-1865999142823816430</id><published>2009-06-21T01:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:33:54.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, I am a Grandma!</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of the month, my babies gave birth to six adorable baby hamsters! ♥ It's been almost three weeks now, and they're grown from blind little pinkies to active miniature furballs. They're so friggin' cute! ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/hamsterbabies01.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/hamsterbabies02.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/hamsterbabies03.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/hamsterbabies04.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're so cute even while sleeping! The mummy hamster is still very protective of them, but that's just uber sweet. ♥ I think I'll give away about four of the babies, so if you want one, text me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-1865999142823816430?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1865999142823816430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=1865999142823816430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1865999142823816430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1865999142823816430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-i-am-grandma.html' title='Hi, I am a Grandma!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-1021042929037627783</id><published>2009-06-14T22:27:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:17:22.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random ranting</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://xc7.xanga.com/0a8f00e673d31221266451/z170905593.jpg" border="2" alt=""&gt;Mary and John's story is familiar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hate you -- get out of my life!" she said when he finally arrived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was furious about his coming home two hours late to a cold dinner on the table. The candles had burned out, and she ate alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was not the first time he stood her up. You'd think he would learn. And you'd think she would learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved him so much she was enraged, and told him she wanted a divorce and for him to leave and never come back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously to John, Mary no longer loved him, so he left, hurt and upset, and spent the night elsewhere. Mary was even more hurt from his staying away all night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, she loved him very much. She understood that. But how could she love him and hate him at the same time? She wondered, and he wondered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with no clear answer they drifted apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-1021042929037627783?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1021042929037627783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=1021042929037627783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1021042929037627783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1021042929037627783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-ranting.html' title='Random ranting'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-3688021762169466776</id><published>2009-06-09T15:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:49:46.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been wanting to share this for a longlong time, but it always slipped my mind. TYVM to Jiayin who showed me this video. It is amazing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-3688021762169466776?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3688021762169466776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=3688021762169466776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3688021762169466776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3688021762169466776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/been-wanting-to-share-this-for-longlong.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2452290218623707383</id><published>2009-06-04T13:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:28:05.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"My seniors told us not to take BSP," they said.</title><content type='html'>We predict a downfall of BSP in the next couple of years. Amazing how the population has shrunk. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/shocked5tb.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/060309601.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to say that 文娱晚会 2009 was very dull, and special thanks to the new techer I/C from MOE who successfully suppressed the kids' high spirits. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yuck5ea.gif" border="0"&gt; I miss BCP Camp 2007 &amp; &lt;a href="http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html" target="_blank"&gt;2008&lt;/a&gt;, we were so high it was craaaaaazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/060309602.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up having fun at the back of the hall on our own, haha. The poor kids this year didn't get to watch their Bboyz grand-seniors dance this year, that's such a huge loss please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/060309603.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/060309604.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity many of the Facils couldn't make it. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/cry6pq.gif" border="0"&gt; More photos up on Facebook, I'm too lazy to blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2452290218623707383?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2452290218623707383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2452290218623707383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2452290218623707383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2452290218623707383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-seniors-told-us-not-to-take-bsp-they.html' title='&quot;My seniors told us not to take BSP,&quot; they said.'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5815262455535307188</id><published>2009-05-24T01:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:16:36.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Treat Junior!</title><content type='html'>It's kinda like a Hwach tradition for seniors to treat juniors, and the other way round after that. So our STJ was at HarbourFront Centre Pizzahut today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/05230901.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/05230902.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/05230903.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/05230904.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/05230905.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we camwhored quite a bit, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/05230906.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/05230907.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class bonding/senior-junior bonding was pretty amusing. :D Quote of the day, "Why Pizzahut give free-flow Pepsi? So wasted, should change it to chicken."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for June holidays! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5815262455535307188?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5815262455535307188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5815262455535307188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5815262455535307188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5815262455535307188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/senior-treat-junior.html' title='Senior Treat Junior!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-3954080461436635381</id><published>2009-05-16T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T13:40:20.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eat Play Eat Play Day</title><content type='html'>Much overdue post about last Sunday, when I had a little gathering with my favourite bunch of classmates. :) (Jaren and JunSean, I'm so disappointed in you!!) Lunch at Decoder's Cafe, and we played Cash 'N' Guns Yakuza, Cluedo (so old-school!) and some monkey-hanging game. :D I also made a new friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/05100901.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My games partners include suidical ChunKeet, if-I-can't-see-the-camera-it-can't-see-me Yunqi, I-don't-know-where-the-camera-is SungMing, and slutty Caleb. I am very happy to have such friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/05100902.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyway, SungMing and Yunqi left after lunch. Fiona, JiaYin, Charlene and Marcus joined us for Uno Stacko, and we went for bowling/arcade at Kovan. And that ended our little gathering. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-3954080461436635381?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3954080461436635381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=3954080461436635381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3954080461436635381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3954080461436635381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/eat-play-eat-play-day.html' title='The Eat Play Eat Play Day'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-6794773686132653831</id><published>2009-05-09T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:49:49.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy days and the rainbow after</title><content type='html'>Dinner with the girls (and Leonard) + Shopping + Tousmuhly chill outzx = A psychologically-therapeutic week. The gathering on Sunday shall end my healing session. :) After which, I quote JiaYin, "the sky will become blue again, (that) the sun will shine in (your) my world again, and the rainbows will appear once again". ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/050809.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eveyone's been commenting on how ghastly I've been looking in school this entire week, and how much I should go rest. I'm damn scared that my eyebags will be permanent! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Work is getting increasingly annoying. And I need to catch up on Econs and Chem, dang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-6794773686132653831?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6794773686132653831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=6794773686132653831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6794773686132653831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6794773686132653831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainy-days-and-rainbow-after.html' title='Rainy days and the rainbow after'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-507541847596498941</id><published>2009-04-28T22:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:02:18.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>黄城哟 ♥</title><content type='html'>黄城夜韵2009 finally came to a close. Despite having little sleep, rushing around Victoria Theatre, I've also made many friends, and had a helluva time. :D It was an awesome experience, really. It's a strange thought, but I think I will really miss looking intently and examining YuenSin and Eyu's faces. Now, PHOTOS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04260901.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 《轮回》dressing room, with the wonderful cast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04260902.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04260903.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the star dressing room with Eyu and YuFan, when things were more than a little crazy and high. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04260904.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04260905.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04260906.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all good things must come to an end. Am looking forward to 小黄城! :D TYVM JiaYin, Leonard and Panda who came to support. Glad you guys enjoyed the show (even though it was expected, HAHAHA)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-507541847596498941?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/507541847596498941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=507541847596498941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/507541847596498941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/507541847596498941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='黄城哟 ♥'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-9121170138260724323</id><published>2009-04-19T17:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:57:36.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Like Anything</title><content type='html'>Next week's gonna be extremely exciting. Bio test (which I'm so gonna fail! :D), math test, PI deadline, and four whole days worth of 黄城夜韵. So much to do, so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been working really hard for the past two months, and as the two days which we've all been working so hard for approach, all the late night stays in school and hopelessly sleep-deprived nights seem like nothing. I just know that all those would be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA practices have successfully ruined my face, as if it wasn't bad enough to begin with, but I've made many friends and had a lot of fun. :D A typical afternoon at CCA would include...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/041908.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update more after the two nights of performances. Busy busy busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my busy schedule, I won't forget THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday, JiaYin!&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt; Yay! I appeared at midnight (SHARP okay!) at her doorsteps with a present and card, only to meet another Piscean below her block less than fifteen minutes later, with the same motive as me, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-9121170138260724323?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/9121170138260724323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=9121170138260724323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/9121170138260724323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/9121170138260724323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-like-anything.html' title='Busy Like Anything'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-6695306829660603983</id><published>2009-04-11T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:37:34.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Little Cuties :)</title><content type='html'>I think I totally forgot to blog about this little kitten which appeared outside my house a few weeks back, oops. Anyway, my sister was extremely delighted by that little thing. I was not very impressed though. Sure, it was cute, but I'm just not a cat person. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04110901.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hamsters are so much cuter! ◕‿◕✿ This is the smaller grey-ish one, the other one is slightly bigger and I think it's a molted winter white. Say it's cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04110902.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-6695306829660603983?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6695306829660603983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=6695306829660603983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6695306829660603983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6695306829660603983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/of-little-cuties.html' title='Of Little Cuties :)'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5129725780172347977</id><published>2009-04-06T13:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:59:25.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww.</title><content type='html'>A saint asked his disciples, 'Why do we shout in anger? Why do people shout at each other when they are upset?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His isciples thought for a while, one of them said, 'Because we lose our calm, we shout for that.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But, why shout when the other person is just next to you?' asked the saint. 'Isn't it possible to speak to him or her with a soft voice? Why do you shout at a person when you're angry?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disciples gave some other answers but none satisfied the saint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he explained, 'When two people are angry at each other, their hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other because the distance has gone even greater.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the saint asked, 'What happens when two people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly, why? Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is very small...' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saint continued, 'When they love each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to each other in their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other and that's all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#984579"&gt;When you argue do not let your hearts get distant, do not say words that distance each other more, or else there will come a day when the distance is so great that you will not find the path to return.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SdmX0_VcBuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6OZpIHab8Gg/s400/3388996475_6c0ac7d370_o.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost a month since I last had a proper blog post with nice photos and all. It's been ages since I last had some free time and a proper gathering with my friends so that I actually have something interesting to blog about. So, yeah. MEGA HINTHINT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Pandie's gone *wipes tears*, and I have two new little ones now - courtesy of Jan. (I know you read my blog, so HI THERE!) They're only three weeks old, and so cute that they melt my heart. :) Hopefully I will post photos of them this coming weekend. I'm so busy with CCA, it's crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5129725780172347977?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5129725780172347977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5129725780172347977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5129725780172347977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5129725780172347977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/04/awww.html' title='Awww.'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SdmX0_VcBuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6OZpIHab8Gg/s72-c/3388996475_6c0ac7d370_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-6344610122132834036</id><published>2009-03-16T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:08:59.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raffles Chorale Concert 2009</title><content type='html'>I understand that I haven't been blogging, and nobody reads my blog anymore except for a selected few. So too bad, so sad. I don't even remember what I do each day when I reach home after school these days, life's a blur. I only know that I'm having a lot of fun in school (and out of it, when I have the time) and I'm studying like I never thought I would. So, yes, here's a good update at long last! Well, compared to the last post, it's good. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13 March 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03130901.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of us went for Raffles Chorale concert on the second Black Friday of the year to support our dear Fiona. :) The concert was immensely enjoyable and stress-relieving, especially so after a tiring day of school. I really love PUNCH, entertaining to the max. Fiona was a Fortune Cat who sang a Hokkien song (love it!). On a side note, Jaren had very kindly triggered one of our many strange 6G'04 memories, one of which was when Bryan wore a pair of boxers at chalet, and it was printed with loads of FORTUNE CATS, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03130902.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd make a good black-mailer in time to come. And Fiona is an expressive performer. :D Most of my photos are blur because we were seated so far back. I tried to salvage them, but they still didn't turn out too good. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03130903.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-concert photos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03130904.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03130905.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, primary school gatherings, no matter how small it is, are always awesome fun. Somebody go plan a nice and simple gathering during June holidays please! TYVM. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-6344610122132834036?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6344610122132834036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=6344610122132834036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6344610122132834036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6344610122132834036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/raffles-chorale-concert-2009.html' title='Raffles Chorale Concert 2009'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-142150930866999732</id><published>2009-03-04T16:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:30:38.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SM is swimming in tutorials and lecture notes. &lt;img src="http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/growf/smileys/geeky.gif" border="0"&gt; For once, I'm putting in a conscientious effort to do my homework and sacrificing my social life. (Speaking of which, why do I not see my precious primary school friends anymore? I miss y'all. D:) This consistent studying thing had better be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, guess what, I miss crewing. So much. And taking photos for productions. Or maybe just taking photos in general, feeling satisfied when pretty images pop out on my DSLR LCD. And bumming around in the control room back at NY. And sitting in the middle on the auditorium stage just because I felt like it. And having fun with THE CREW. Really, really, really miss those times. I don't even have time to touch my camera anymore. :( Note to self: Bring The Rebel to HuangCheng practices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I can't wait for RJ Chorale concert next Friday! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-142150930866999732?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/142150930866999732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=142150930866999732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/142150930866999732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/142150930866999732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/sm-is-swimming-in-tutorials-and-lecture.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4949161868272354567</id><published>2009-03-01T00:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:55:27.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Days</title><content type='html'>Thank you, St.Valentine. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/blush.gif" border="0"&gt; Essentially, Vday was good. I like Crystal Jade's pumpkin soup, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/021509.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeenth birthday was celebrated with Tousmuhly + Jane, 09S7K, Clown, my family and (supposedly) OG39. :) The Tous successfully surprised me. *Touched* TYVM, my evil friends! And truckloads of thanks to all who remembered. :D I'm simply too lazy to edit the other photos, so here's the cutest one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/022309.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with JY two nights in a row, and also did homework at her place. It felt super duper good to be able to spend time with her. And the rest whom I met up with too, of course. :D OG39 met up  on Saturday afternoon to watch &lt;b&gt;He's Just Not That Into You&lt;/b&gt; at Cineleisure. We spend an hour stoning around while waiting to be seated for the movie, sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/022809.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go back to my heap of tutorials now. I'm a no-life mugger, kkthxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4949161868272354567?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4949161868272354567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4949161868272354567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4949161868272354567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4949161868272354567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/03/awesome-days.html' title='Awesome Days'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-6300883866781109939</id><published>2009-02-21T08:30:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:30:29.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation Part II</title><content type='html'>It's been soooo long since I last blogged. Seriously need to get used to JC workload! :( It's been fine so far, and I hope I will be consistent enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to get fatter over the school term because my brain has been working harder these days, and I get hungry at break time and after school every day. No, I have not been rejecting my stomach of food because I think she (I like to think that my stomach is a female) deserves it. On the other hand, people have been telling me that I look like I've lost weight. I think there's a conspiracy out there to make me eat more than usual. *screams* :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second part of Orientation was spent with my CT (09S7K) and Faculty (&lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ATHENAAAA!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;), and things weren't very fun when it first started out since most people were missing their OGs, but the last two days of Orientation were probably the best days we would ever have for a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12 FEBRUARY 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02120901.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an extremely exciting day for all of us because it was WARGAMES! &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Athena&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Ares&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;Apollo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;Artemis&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; went to war. :D Inter-Faculty War, Mass Rugby, whatever you call it, it was over two hours of rough play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02120902.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was generally very fun, except for all the ramming from rough guys and scratching from rough girls. Some girls literally flew due to the impact when guys ram into them and some guys had multiple cat-ish scratches all over because some girls just have longer nails. (Apollo girls also tried to shoo off guys from other faculties by SCREECHING, ouch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02120903.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appalling, no?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the fact that &lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Athena&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; was so loud and full of energy, the other &lt;font color="red"&gt;Fac&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;ult&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;ies&lt;/font&gt; decided to kill us before the Athenian spirit kills them. We defended hard, and we didn't lose. We just didn't win, haha. Congrats to Ares, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left early with my Council batchmates, and some of us washed up at SALT Centre before heading for NYSL Investiture. It's been months since I've gone back to NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02120904.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleidasc09e was different, definitely, but it was good all the same. Congrats to all newly-invested NYSLs and NYSC Batch'09! :) It felt great to be back at NY, everything felt so home-y and comfortable. And, a big hug to Mrs.Wong SH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13 FEBRUARY 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02130901.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of these two weeks of Orientation, Orientation Campfire Night! :D Our big campfire was lit by this flying mass of fire ball from the fourth floor, and the mini Athena campfire which was lit up our own Fac heads had green flames! Cool to the max. "Rev-it-up" was suspended in mid-air and its wings could move too, and everyone got higher than high. You don't see those stuff in other schools, thus our campfire beats the rest, hands down. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02130902.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02130903.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all good things come to an end, so Orientation'09 ended on an extremely high note, with mass dances, singing of school songs (we have about... *counts fingers* so many!!), and cheering like crazy. And I shall go start on my tutorials now. *cringes* I'm actually glad that my birthday is not on a weekend, otherwise I may just spend my whole day sleeping, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-6300883866781109939?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6300883866781109939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=6300883866781109939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6300883866781109939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6300883866781109939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation-part-ii.html' title='Orientation Part II'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2357181695168190850</id><published>2009-02-08T10:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:24:58.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation Part I</title><content type='html'>1142 students, 40 Orientation Groups, 1 Hwachong. And so, Orientation has begun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/ORIENTATION0101.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, OG39 is not the loudest OG, or the OG(s) which won the Orientation games, but we're still awesome all the same. :) Part One of Orientation has been awesome fun with OG39, especially since many of us in the OG have bonded and became good friends! Each day of Orientation consists of two parts - lectures/talks during the first half of the day, and we REV-IT-UP! after lunch 'til about 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two day of Orientation flew past in a blur, and we were all very quiet except Jeremy who was &lt;i&gt;zihigh&lt;/i&gt;-ing all by himself. (Yes, our OGL was THE Jeremy Ang.) Day Three was CCA exhibitions, so there wasn't any OG thingum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a gazillion things to say about the next two days, but let's have the photos do most of the talking. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/ORIENTATION0102.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/ORIENTATION0103.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/ORIENTATION0104.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/ORIENTATION0105.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG Games II allowed us to open up eventually. We had fun despite getting drenched from head to toe, and we did very well in the games too, so yay. :) I suppose most of us went home dead beat, I sure did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of OG39 sacrificed our one and only break for Day Five of Orientation for a very special person. We met at &lt;i&gt;TianTang&lt;/i&gt; (literally translated, Heaven, and there is really such a place in my school!), and started work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/ORIENTATION0106.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a series of mutilations/murders/decapitations. It was scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/ORIENTATION0107.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the sadistic activities, we also worked very hard. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/ORIENTATION0108.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we headed for Orientation Games III. I love &lt;i&gt;Slippery Slope&lt;/i&gt;! Our starting point was the detergent pool, and we had to crawl up the soapy and slippery slope with one hand tied to our partner. It was quite hilarious to see pairs sliding down the slope and fall into the pool, haha. This was my favourite station, especially because ShuiKun and I managed to conquer the slope once, yay. :D Unfortunately, we bruised ourselves because we hit a tree root below the black mat while sliding down the slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/ORIENTATION0109.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/ORIENTATION0110.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned up, had our last &lt;i&gt;Sodache&lt;/i&gt; as an OG, and the bunch of us headed to Orchard for... *drumrolls* Seoul Garden!!! Hungry teenagers are whiny teenagers. So give us unlimited yummy food after a long and tiring day of school and we'll be happy again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat with QianRui, Roy and ShuiKun, and we formed a table of pure carnivores. Beef, beef, beef, chicken, sotongs, octopus legs, fishballs, sausages, prawns, more beef and chicken. Say no to veggies okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/ORIENTATION0111.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the waiter change the cooking plate for us thrice before we were all full and decided that we should stop (when the other tables decided to stop like, half an hour ago). It was a good dinner. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/CIMG1726.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And noooo, I so did not torture Roy and ShuiKun! It's good to be so full that your stomach feels like it is going to explode sometimes, let's psycho ourselves that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/ORIENTATION0112.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home so full that I felt sick, but I was happy! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2357181695168190850?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2357181695168190850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2357181695168190850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2357181695168190850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2357181695168190850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation-part-i.html' title='Orientation Part I'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-3664924291826374408</id><published>2009-02-05T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:00:00.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Post</title><content type='html'>Of belated January photos from a sleepover at Charlene's house, a belated birthday present, a belated Christmas present and belated updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09 JANUARY 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/010909.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AISHA&lt;/b&gt;, the newest addition to my little camera family. There's my first camera which is really terrible so I named it Lousy, my precious Rebel which is all-hail mighty and cool, and now an awesomely pretty Princess Aisha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/princessaisha.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank youuuuu. I have no idea who contributed to this besides JiaYin, Caleb and JieYing. But thank you to all who did anyway (and please tell me), I love it! Okay, everyone must say that it's pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31 JANUARY 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for belated Christmas shopping with Panda at Orchard/City Hall/Bugis, and we did a very belated Christmas exchange. We are one month and a few days late, haha. Coincidentally, we both got each other crystal-ish items! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01310901.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Clown and I headed to JiaYin's place for dinner and Mahjong. And I finally, finally, finally got to see JiaHui. She's such a big girl now, and still as loveable as ever! *heart melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01310902.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't played such great Mahjong in a while. Clown and I 连庄-ed thrice each, and JiaYin twice, so the game lasted for a super duper long time. And one of my few BIG 台s,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01310903.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not too sure, is it a 八台? It didn't matter in the game because our limit was 五台, but I want to confirm how BIG my tiles were! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched two very Singapore-ish movies in January! Both are about love, and I don't especially like either. They are merely okay to me, not particularly good nor particularly bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/lovematters_weddinggame_poster.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to &lt;b&gt;Underworld: Rise of The Lycans&lt;/b&gt;. M18 isn't that restrictive, heheh. &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-3664924291826374408?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3664924291826374408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=3664924291826374408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3664924291826374408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3664924291826374408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/02/belated-post.html' title='Belated Post'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2603851502754583764</id><published>2009-01-30T02:20:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:57:47.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With Love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;GONG XI FA CAI! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23 JANUARY 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/012009.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year celebrations in school was a letdown. The only better part was when we were supposed to walk around and not cram into the hall or something. We kinda boycotted the councillors and escaped from the school while they were trying to get the student body to do mass dance, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25 JANUARY 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01250901.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunion breakfast with Panda in the morning at Macs. Lovely and yummy hotcakes. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/heart9xr.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01250902.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home to sleep for three more hours (I didn't sleep well the previous night, gah.) before heading to my maternal grandmother's house for reunion lunch. Had our usual steamboat, then tiramisu platter for dessert. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt; Which is damn nice, but ridiculously priced, IMHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01250903.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, my family headed to second uncle's place for reunion dinner with the paternal family in the evening. We had a very basic dinner, but it was good to see my paternal family again after a good one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01250904.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was back to my Ahma's house for &lt;i&gt;yu sheng&lt;/i&gt;! What was more interesting was that one of my younger cousins started shouting in the kitchen because he spotted a big-ass cockroach, and his mother/my aunt caught it with her hands!! OMG. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/oooh9ut.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about midnight, Shawn and Lawrence drove us to KBT for prayers, and we lingered around 'til about 1am before heading home. I remember that I was very, very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26 JANUARY 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the day was spent at my maternal grandmother's house, collecting angbaos. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt; After lunch, we went to ChengHuang temple for prayers after lunch, and it was annoyingly crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01260901.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, it was the Mahjong and BlackJack session! My luck was really bad, but I also managed to get my prettiest five-cards in BlackJack so far. A-2-3-4-5! *twirls hair* I had double Aces as well on the same day. The next prettiest would be triple seven, but I have yet to get it, boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01260902.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a break from the cards and played with my nephew Darius for a while in the evening. Sparklers are so pretty! I haven't touched them for years man, childhood seems so fun now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01260903.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yishun people (my granduncles and their families) came to visit at about 9pm, and my grandmother's house became really crowded, but I loved it anyway! Somehow, Chinese New Year just makes me feel more connected with the extended family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27 JANUARY 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went visiting at various houses, from Serangoon to Yishun to SengKang. I managed to clear six houses and get even more angbaos, and I also enjoyed myself a lot. The dinner with my paternal family was awesome, as usual, because my uncle can really whip up a wonderful feast! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/giggle4li.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01270901.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the total number of angbaos I received this year, hehe. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01270902.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are supposed to be two more actually, but I already threw the other red packets away before I received them, so I don't have an updated photo, too bad. Thirty red packets in total! Anyhoo, I love the Disney Princesses red packet most, so pretty! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/happy3zp.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2603851502754583764?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2603851502754583764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2603851502754583764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2603851502754583764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2603851502754583764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/with-love.html' title='With Love,'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2066576953154048892</id><published>2009-01-25T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:33:13.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/cnyangbaos2008.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I get more angbaos this year than last year, heheh. Can't wait to see the relatives. ♥_♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we broke our traditions and didn't go back to YZ this year, but I'm still looking forward to Chinese New Year anyway! ♡ ♡ ♡ The celebration in school was pretty boring, much to my disappointment. Hopefully the next few celebrations will be better. And I'm prepared to carry a big bag out for visiting this year so that I can bring The Rebel with me and post lots of photos on Wednesday or something. Anyway, happy Chinese New Year to all, have fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2066576953154048892?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2066576953154048892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2066576953154048892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2066576953154048892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2066576953154048892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year_25.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4367466377403447716</id><published>2009-01-20T09:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:14:29.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School!</title><content type='html'>Lectures weren't as bad as I thought. Oh, we learnt the reactivity series in Chinese, haha. Am looking forward to the next five lectures-filled days! Five days of lessons in two weeks = Da Bomb. I haven't looked forward to school so much in a very long while. &lt;b&gt;HWA CHONG!!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite movies currently are &lt;b&gt;Red Cliff I &amp; II&lt;/b&gt;. Best Chinese war movies I've watched so far. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/redcliff2_poster.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how I spent my last Saturday of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/011709.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunty Instincts tell me that I must really stop spending extravagantly on meals. One Pepper Lunch meal = Three Hawker Centre meals. Expensive, you know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm helping JiaYin and her friend out here, free advertisement. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking for exquisite handmade accessories, please visit &lt;a href="http://blaqkrose.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;BlaqkRose&lt;/a&gt; ! Lovely accessories await! Details are available at the website itself. Please be nice and visit, thank you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4367466377403447716?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4367466377403447716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4367466377403447716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4367466377403447716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4367466377403447716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4596446626579785033</id><published>2009-01-16T09:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T12:09:28.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshines!</title><content type='html'>Many people ended their work over the last two weeks, leaving the rest of us sad and bored. Fellow colleagues were so crazy, work seemed amazing even though we were ridiculously busy. Fake Eyelash and Purple Contacts left most recently (Fiona, Joyce and Miranda excluded because they still work on weekends!), and I really miss the fun despite having to rush to hang clothes, serve fussy parents and their fat children, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01050901.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely thank all of them for the great fun I had during my working period, this bunch of awesome colleagues is really unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05 JANUARY 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01050902.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a sleepover at Fiona's house, and I really slept this time. I was one of the last to reach, and the first to knock out. What to do, work was tiring. I woke up with JieYing next to me on Fiona's bed, and everyone else littered around the house. Thank you for being such a great host, Fiona, and my apologies for being such a substandard planner. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07 JANUARY 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/010709.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Carls' Junior with the bunch of colleagues, and even though I had to leave earlier, I had my bit of fun. Probably the last time I'm gonna see so many of them together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4596446626579785033?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4596446626579785033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4596446626579785033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4596446626579785033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4596446626579785033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunshines.html' title='Sunshines!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-1424601214474003941</id><published>2009-01-05T05:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:10:48.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My colleagues are more awesome than your colleagues!</title><content type='html'>Had dinner with some of my colleagues at &lt;a href="http://bibibaba.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Bibi&amp;Baba&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday, and it was really fun! :D Complaining to one another about horribly fussy customers (Esther's last day was on Friday, and I'm really happy for her because she doesn't have to deal with all those stupid parents anymore!), laughing at silly jokes to the extent that some of us couldn't finish our food *coughsFionacoughs* and happily camwhoring. I don't want to go back to school because I am having so much fun with my wonderful work companions! Oh, and I survived a day of work despite only having two hours of sleep, hah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01040901.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time I ate at Far East Plaza, and the food there was surprisingly cheap and nice! Or maybe all of us were just too hungry after work, haha. We took some photos before the food came, and everyone eventually became sporting enough to smile at The Intimidating Rebel. It's been a while since I took some photos with it, and this definitely felt great. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01040902.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YokeHwee/Stock God (says ZhenJie, because he simply knows our stocks too well!) could eat so much that most of the girls gave him some/most of their rice. Then he decided that adding the gravy to the rice was too much of a hassle, so he added the rice to the gravy instead, thus producing his own &lt;i&gt;MuiFun&lt;/i&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01040903.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After settling those hungry stomachs, we were more energetic and hyper than ever, and took even more photos! We even asked the uncle at the shop where we ate to help us take some photos, haha. I'm suffering from what Fiona refers to as the "Work Syndrome". I dream about hanging back uniforms to their respective racks at lightning speed, Fiona and a couple of others have nightmares about work, and Joyce picked up her mom's call with, "Hello, Bibi and Baba!". Work is seriously getting to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01040904.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All ten of us! A very helpful lady standing nearby &lt;b&gt;offered&lt;/b&gt; to help us take photos because the uncle at the shop was busy, how kind. :) I attempted to add some noise to the photos to give the newspaper-ish effects, but it turned out to be quite bad, yet I can't be bothered to edit them again because I'm lazyyyy. I like group shots! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01040905.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, no denial, so I secretly like these two photos more, haha. It was a very happy day indeed! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/01040906.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-1424601214474003941?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1424601214474003941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=1424601214474003941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1424601214474003941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1424601214474003941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-colleagues-are-more-awesome-than.html' title='My colleagues are more awesome than your colleagues!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4396430697929597469</id><published>2008-12-31T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T08:54:13.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback!</title><content type='html'>A new layout for a new year ahead, yay. Year 2008 is drawing to a close really soon, so here's just a flashback of the past year, in no particular order. Pictures aplenty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In 2008, I...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Celebrated birthdays for some of my favourite people, and had my very own surprise birthday celebration from them too! Thank you so much, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/flashback01.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really learnt to appreciate my primary friends this year; In the past, I was afraid that we would drift apart and there goes my greatest bunch of friends ever. And when we did drift apart, inevitably, I would feel sad and I blamed myself for not planning enough gatherings to keep everyone together. However, I've learnt that no matter what happens, and whether we see one another once a week or once a year, true friends will always be there, be it one text per day or just a short conversation once every few months. Those who can't be bothered to keep in touch probably just aren't worth us thinking about them after all. And to all who have bothered to be in touch, thank you for being such wonderful friends. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) Started karaoke-ing like nobody's business, thanks to The Rojak Gang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/flashback02.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went from not being able to be heard even when I was using the microphone to being able to let others hear me even without using the mike. And thus, SM transformed. *evolves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) Went for very fun camps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/flashback03.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun, did crazy things consciously and subconsciously, barely slept, made new friends, saw old friends, went home tired but happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04) Had an internship at National Library Board Corporate Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/flashback04.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember working on the computer until my eyes were so tired that they went blur for the rest of the day. I managed to read through some really old books, super duper cool! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/shocked5tb.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05) Spent a lot of time with my family. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/flashback05.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06) Went for weddings, various concerts and performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/flashback06.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07) Worked, and enjoyed it very, very much! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/flashback07.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite getting sore feet, feeling lethargic after work and having to deal with fussy parents every single day, I've had a lot of fun with my insanely awesome colleagues! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/giggle4li.gif" border="0"&gt; I shall continue working on weekends, if possible, even when school reopens. My work companions are friggin' amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08) Stepped onto Pulau Ubin earth, ate yogurt and dissected for the first time in sixteen years. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/flashback08.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09) Got a pet (hamster) after... Five years, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/flashback09.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though she doesn't know how to run on the wheel, she pees on her bathing sand, she picks on her food, she doesn't recognise that her house is, well, her house, and she stinks of pee every day, Pandie is still our little cutie pie. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/giggle4li.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Received the most wonderful gift ever in the form of a Panda. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/blush.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/flashback10.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all who have made this year so frighteningly wonderful for me. Yes, I used &lt;i&gt;frighteningly&lt;/i&gt;. I didn't think this year was gonna be &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; special. Amidst the tears, anguish, stress and frustrations, I found laughter and love. Am looking forward to Year 2009, it's a brand new start for all of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;★ Happy New Year, everybody! ★&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4396430697929597469?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4396430697929597469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4396430697929597469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4396430697929597469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4396430697929597469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/flashback.html' title='Flashback!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5802571923467939623</id><published>2008-12-24T12:30:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:13:39.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Get The Tinglees In A Silly Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;M&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;E&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;R&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;R&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="green"&gt;C&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;H&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;R&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;S&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;T&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;M&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;S&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="red"&gt;T&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;O&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="red"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14 DECEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 5px 0px; WIDTH: 250px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/121408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Panda and I had a craving for western food. Well, HE did, and influenced me! :P We wanted to go Cafe Catel at Serangoon Gardens for dinner, but decided that it was too extravagant, so we headed for a coffeeshop nearby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, guess what, we had western food at Aston Express anyway! I had Salmon Spaghetti, and he ordered Black Pepper Steak. I totally regretted, 'cause the spaghetti sucked so I only ate, like, half of it, but the steak was pretty good for coffeeshop standard. And it only costs $11! Totally value for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to rent some DVDs from VideoEzy (or something), so we went around looking through various DVDs which they had in the shop. After what seemed like a million years, we went to the counter with our selections, and the sales assistant told us that we got to be members of ViedoEzy before we could rent those DVDs. And membership fees is an extra $10. -.- So we gave up and decided that the DVD rental store below my block is way better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17 DECEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/121708.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Jack's Place with Panda. ♥ We had an almost desperate craving for steaks, and since it was a day worth celebrating, we &lt;b&gt;splurged&lt;/b&gt; despite the fact that we were and still are very poor. But hey, enjoy while you live, right? So it's a totally justified meal! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18 DECEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, we forgot to take photos! Arghhh. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I had fun that day. 6G'04 KTV at Bradell Height CC was... Strange. Teenagers usually sing pop songs at karaoke sessions, but we sang oldies. Really, really old oldies from the 60's or 70's. The strangest part was that most of us actually knew those songs! :D JunSean and Fiona have wonderful voices too. *envious* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really great meeting up with them again; It's quite amazing how we can still hang out together and have so much fun even though some of us haven't gone for an outing for a looooooong time. To JunSean: Thank you so much for planning, I really appreciate it a lot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21 DECEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/122108.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping with Clown was awecome fun! :D It was kind of for Chinese New Year and kind of for the fun of it. Cleared Wisma, Cineleisure and Heeren. We literally went to every level of each of those malls and to almost every shop selling clothes and accessories. After which, we headed to Starbucks for iced Mocha *grins* and a short rest, but was disturbed by a mini party which was held there, of all places, so we got out and wiggled through the ridiculous crowd outside. Then it was back to Heeren and Wisma. We also managed to clear Far East before heading home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our feet started aching because we walked from 2pm to 9pm. We also bought matching T-shirts at Revoltage, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22 DECEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited JiaYin, Puppet and Clown at their work place at Shaw Centre after my work in the late afternoon. They were pretty busy for a while, and decided to leave early. I think it's partly because I've been waiting for over an hour, whoops. Anyway, Puppet grew taller (again) and JiaYin looked like she really enjoyed herself at work even though they stood for about nine hours. Clown's back and feet were aching due to both the shopping trip on the previous day and standing for long hours at work, poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23 DECEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;Twilight (Digital)&lt;/b&gt; (again) with Eileen and HsuehTing! :D We haven't met up for so long, so it's really exciting for me. It was a real pity YiTing couldn't make it though, all of us have been childhood friends since foreverrrrr. I did appreciate and enjoy the movie after watching it for a second time, 'cause I noticed things which I left out previously. I still like the scenes when the Cullens entered and the baseball match best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/122308.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped at Far East after the movie, and I spent uncontrollably even though I know I will be penniless soon. They didn't and couldn't stop me! So I bought a lot of crap. The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5802571923467939623?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5802571923467939623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5802571923467939623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5802571923467939623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5802571923467939623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-get-tinglees-in-silly-place.html' title='I Get The Tinglees In A Silly Place'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-214951756652350242</id><published>2008-12-17T12:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:53:13.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And So The Lion Fell In Love With The Lamb</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Eighteenth Birthday, JiaMin! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has read &lt;b&gt;Twilight&lt;/b&gt; would know that the above title is one of the most impactful quotes. Caught the sneak preview with Panda on Saturday afternoon. We successfully snuck Ben&amp;Jerry's big tub of &lt;i&gt;Fossil Fuel&lt;/i&gt; into the cinema too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/121308.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was pretty interesting, but it didn't do justice to the book, IMO. I remember feeling &lt;i&gt;wow O_O&lt;/i&gt; after reading the book. Yet I only felt sheer satisfaction after watching the movie. I thought the part when they introduced the Cullens was pretty exciting (even though I think Robert Pattinson is ugly for a Cullen and they should have totally picked Gaspard Ulliel instead!!), and so were the vampire baseball and fighting scenes. But that was it, those were the only parts which I feel were worth watching on big screens. Awesome as it &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; have been (and probably is, to most &lt;b&gt;Twilight&lt;/b&gt; fans out there), it was not that great to me. The scenes in the book were captured, but I feel that the ambience, and the love and longing which Edward and Bella had for each other (as depicted in both &lt;b&gt;Twilight&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Midnight Sun&lt;/b&gt;) were not captured well at all. Or do I have too much an imagination while reading those four books and one draft? O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wonder whether people who scream, "I LOVE TWILIGHT/EDWARD CULLEN!!" really have justified reasons for that and have already read the book or watched the movie, or if they are merely following the crowd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-214951756652350242?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/214951756652350242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=214951756652350242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/214951756652350242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/214951756652350242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-so-lion-fell-in-love-with-lamb.html' title='And So The Lion Fell In Love With The Lamb'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-866438688065976467</id><published>2008-12-12T17:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:01:15.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Hamster So Cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;PANDIE!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt; She's our cutesy little pet hamster; Slightly retarded but very adorable, as of most hamsters. So we've had her for almost a month now, and it's been really fun (and quite a chore) so far. I edited the photos, so Panda shall do the rest of the blogging, since he said he wants to blog with me sometimes. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/blush0tx.gif" border="0"&gt; You're obliged to say that Pandie is very adorable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/pandie01.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Type something..? :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;ok&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;More!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;okokokokokokokokokokok&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Huh~ T.T&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;i duno what to type.. :(&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Anything! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;orh, tell u ltr?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Panda's gonna blog from here on! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/biggrin7av.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/pandie05.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been almost one month since we bought pandie.. and her butt butt is getting bigger!! O.O realised that she has a balding red line on her head.. -.- weird hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/pandie02.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/pandie03.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/pandie04.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently just added some tissue to it, seems to like it a lot. ;) hopefully it doesnt pee on the tissues... -.- the sand we provided has been horribly stinky, really STINKY! XP  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/pandie10.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's at least a slight difference between our ways of blogging. Anyway, Panda couldn't think of anything else to type, so I'm taking over, hehe. So much for letting him do all the blogging. She pees in her house too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/pandie09.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides peeing, Pandie also poops everywhere. Wherever she likes, wherever she can, wherever we cannot expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/pandie07.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than crazy peeing and pooping, Pandie also enjoys eating dried mealworms. Caleb's Igor loves dried grapes, our Pandies loves dried mealworms. Is that scary or what! Gosh, it was amusing yet disgusting the first time I saw her crunch that little dried worm. She was so excited, and simply couldn't stop eating. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/hmpf9lu.gif" border="0"&gt; Yes, hamsters are omnivores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/pandie08.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we've come to the end of Pandie's special post, with guest blogger Panda. &lt;i&gt;Pandie, Panda, Pandie, Panda.&lt;/i&gt; Haha. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/cheeky6un.gif" border="0"&gt;  Here's a special video on hamsters! We wanted to check out how hamsters mate, just to see if Pandie would suffer during the course of mating should we get a male hamster. Found something more interesting instead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hamsters Porn / Orgasm!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h1hs5O2P66g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h1hs5O2P66g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-866438688065976467?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/866438688065976467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=866438688065976467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/866438688065976467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/866438688065976467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-hamster-so-cute.html' title='Our Hamster So Cute'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5814283712387823734</id><published>2008-12-11T23:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:39:43.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While Pandie's post is still being written, I decided to post some pictures of what I've been playing with recently. Photofunia is, well, fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/photofunia01.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends forever!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/photofunia004.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And ever! Sexy friends, haha.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/photofunia02.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Works of a master, hmmm.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/photofunia03.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And what would happen sixty years down the road.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me it's perfectly normal that my hamster doesn't know that she's supposed to run IN the wheel and not climb ON TOP OF it instead. I am disturbed. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5814283712387823734?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5814283712387823734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5814283712387823734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5814283712387823734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5814283712387823734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/while-pandies-post-is-still-being.html' title=''/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2893126118297406964</id><published>2008-12-02T21:52:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:30:07.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos Aplenty</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging for a long long time, so here's a mega update! Been so busy, but I've been enjoying myself, really. :D Decided to postpone the blog post about my oh-so-cute hamster, just because. Thanks to all for visiting even though I haven't been blogging. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/112108.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iceskating with Clown was a refreshing experience, it was pretty fun even though we came back with blisters, of which mine decided on its own that it should bleed. Apparently JiaYin gave Clown this special nickname when they went iceskating last year, but that wobbly Clown had disappeared and he can iceskate pretty well now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22 &amp; 29 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panda stayed over at my house for two occasions, both over the weekends. We played with Pandie and cleared up her tub, went late-night binging on instant noodles (we regretted not trying the prata near my house) and slept at around 5am both nights. They were really fun in their own ways, and I finally saw him in his "home" clothes, haha. And we camwhored with our specs on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/112208.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thankful that my parents trust us so much. ♥ And yes, I know I looked like a rat. *squeaks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/havaianasjelly.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner/supper with Tousmuhly at Charlene's place. Man, it's been so long since we've last had a Tous gathering! Miss them all. :) Watched Igor the hamster for a while before we embarked on the Mahjong journey. We had to wait for almost one friggin' hour before McDonald's delivery arrived. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene and Caleb bought me pink Havaianas Jelly flipflops, all the way from Australia! Thank you very much, I really like it a lot, even though it's exactly nine months late. And to the others, aren't you guys feeling guilty yet? :p We still owe Cecilia birthday present&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;, haha. Anyway, happy belated seventeenth birthday, Mantou! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 5px 0px; WIDTH: 200px;" src="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/capeno7_poster.jpg" border="2" /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;Cape No. 7&lt;/b&gt; at Shaw on impulse when Clown and I were walking along Orchard. The theatre was terrible comparatively, since we are both used to watching movies at GV Max or The Grand Cathay. Actually we didn't plan to spend much that day, but we still did spend quite a bit, oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to be this super popular movie in Taiwan and created a great hoo-ha there, we kept hearing about it on Taiwan TV shows. I would say that it's not like the usual movies which we are used to watching, it's very... Taiwan-ish. There are a lot of Taiwan jokes, dialects, colloquialism and that sort. So unless you're quite used to the Taiwanese culture or a sucker for romantic comedies, you won't be able to relate well to the show and thus, you would think it's terrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like it quite a bit because of the soundtrack. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Panda stayed over the previous night, we could set off to Pulau Ubin earlier. Or so we thought. Due to the unfortunate fact that we slept at an ungodly hour of 5am, neither of us could wake up to the alarms of the &lt;b&gt;three&lt;/b&gt; handphones which rang at 7am. :P I woke up at around 9am, managed to wake him up, and I fell back to sleep. I think he got a hard time waking me up after that, 'cause I vaguely remember refusing to wake up despite the many pokes, haha. Finally woke up at 10.30am, and we took a one-hour long bus ride for brunch. My mom was weirded out by our sudden inspiration to go Pulau Ubin, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/11300801.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Beef Noodles at the Changi Village Hawker Centre, which really looked and tasted more like &lt;i&gt;Lormee&lt;/i&gt;. -.- Headed to take the bumboat, and I was immensely irritated by this bunch of China people there. We were waiting for our turn to board the boat, because it requires twelve people before setting off, but suddenly this group of China people came, and the boat captain offered to let them board before us even though he knew that we arrived first! Omg, so that bunch happily sashayed off, leaving both of us waiting pathetically behind all over again. I was seriously disgusted by both the China people and the boat captain then. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/11300802.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We merely cycled for a couple of hours before it started pouring, thanks to the unpredictable monsoon season, boo. We found a shelter and Panda played with his PSP while I watched him and got rid of the mud stains on us. Also played with an adorable Caucasian kid while waiting for the rain to stop. I was pleasantly surprised because we met SPI while cycling. And the next thing we knew, we stumbled onto a grave site, haha. Spooky much. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I really dislike the rain (sunshine FTW!), I got quite moody and whiny. Plus we were hungry from cycling, thus we decided that that was the end of our Pulau Ubin trip. Quite a wasted trip, in my opinion, so I decided that we must go cycling again at Pulau Ubin in May/June next year. I really enjoy cycling, and it would be a lot more fun to cycle when it's sunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/11300803.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned the bikes, and we ate Seafood &lt;i&gt;Horfun&lt;/i&gt; and Sambal &lt;i&gt;KangKong&lt;/i&gt; at a "restaurant" within the island. The food was terrible, only the sambal was good, but it did fill our stomachs. Took the bumboat home at about 5pm, and we were really worn out. I slept throughout the entire bus ride, leaving poor Panda to Bomberman on PSP. Sorry! :P I also regretted not bringing The Rebel out (I had planned to, but decided against it due to past cycling experiences, ahem ahem. JiaYin should know best.), Pulau Ubin has such pretty things waiting to be captured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/11300804.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed at my house, and we rushed to meet JiaMin, JiaYin and their cousins JiaYi and JiaLi at KTV. They were late! Panda and I were quite upset because we were really tired and wanted to sleep yet we still rushed. Nevertheless, KTV was fun, as usual. :) And I finally got to sing 《为你而活》! :D Too bad Panda and I were both sick, so it was badly sung. I managed to sing the guy part though (it's a duet), haha. I guess we could and should only go KTV again when we're both no longer coughing. Am looking forward to that! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you to all who has made my past week enjoyable. I'm beginning to treasure all the little blessings which I used to take for granted in the past. Life is so much more beautiful this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2893126118297406964?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2893126118297406964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2893126118297406964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2893126118297406964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2893126118297406964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/12/photos-aplenty.html' title='Photos Aplenty'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-1909727199508111722</id><published>2008-11-21T10:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T13:51:41.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Things</title><content type='html'>JieYing's tag all the way from France made me feel really touched. Really hope to see you guys soon, am looking forward to the next gathering that I can go for. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/happy3zp.gif" border="0"&gt; And I really want to work! Stretching out my hands to ask my parents for money makes me feel extremely disgusted about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When Life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show Life that you have a thousand reasons to smile."&lt;/i&gt; -- Anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 28 NOVEMBER 2008, 1.31PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bridesmaid at Joey's wedding, along with Tammy, Debbie, Kido, Berry and Ashley. 'Brothers' included the rest of the guys at KBT and Joey and Bong's bosses and a couple of their friends. It was my second time as a bridesmaid, and I know how tiring it can be, despite the fact that it's not even my own wedding. We cannot underestimate the amount of stress and fatigue of the couple. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/857441023ow.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/111508.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning was hectic; I woke up at 5am, which was an hour later than what I had planned (dang!), and had to rush to leave the house by 5.45am. Was on the verge of falling asleep on the car ride to Joey's house, but had to placate my dearest Aunt Debbie with her photography inclinations. Ashley, Berry and I were kindly offered to ride on Marcus' (Joey's boss &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/shocked5tb.gif" border="0"&gt;) CLK, yea man. Thank goodness Panda popped by to keep me company while I was doing my hair and makeup after which, or I'd have been really bored and tired. Thank you! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/giggle4li.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The banquet in the evening was held at Park Royal Hotel, and the girls put on pretty corsages, courtesy of Uncle KZ. I love the pink flowers a lot, and I think I'm finally beginning to like flowers, haha. We had to help the bride change her gown, wear her shoes and stuff. It was fun, exciting, yet tiring. To sum it up, wedding was very successful! Congratulations, Bong &amp; Joey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally worn out from the previous night, so I woke up at 11+am. Yunqi popped by in the morning for a while, a very short while. But it was nice seeing her again! It's been so long. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/sad2yy.gif" border="0"&gt; About two minutes later, &lt;font color="#666633"&gt;Lazy Bum&lt;/font&gt; appeared at my doorsteps and freaked me out. Apparently, he reached at 10am, but figured that I was still sleeping so he just hung around the area. Really sweet! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/blush0tx.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to Serangoon North in the evening, strode into House of Chinchilla and spotted a cutie pie in the form of a Molted Winter White Dwarf hamster. We were debating whether to get her, or the baby Roborovski White Face (it's the size of half my/your thumb!), or both. But we got our little cutie pie in the end, and named her Pandie. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/giggle4li.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/111608.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a bit stupid because she doesn't know how to play with the wheel, but she's kind of toilet-trained, which is good, so only the corners of her home are littered with (a friggin' lot of) poop and pee. I'm hoping that she will get along well with Caleb's &lt;a href="http://surchoix.com/caleblog/?p=116" target="_blank"&gt;Igor&lt;/a&gt;. Hamsters club, haha. Oh, and we shall boycott Charlene and her Chihuahua!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be doing a full update on Pandie soon, with guest blogger Panda (yay, we're gonna blog together!). She's such a cutie, seriously. Irresistible charm. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/love2ok.gif" border="0"&gt; I hope that not cleaning out her home even though it is quite dirty now doesn't mean that we are not showering her with love, because we do love her very much, it's just that we decided to clean it once a week. She poops too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/111708.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day out with Panda! We watched &lt;b&gt;Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa&lt;/b&gt; at Vivocity GV Max (big screens FTW!), had Sakae Teppanyaki dinner at Plaza Singapura, and we went shopping for Pandie's essentials at Bugis. It was a fabulous day and I really enjoyed myself, ILY. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong at ChunKeet's house in the evening, together with Fiona, Marcus, Gabriel the newbie and Clown. Clown and I kinda lingered there for a couple of hours before leaving, since both of us have dinner at home. Marcus is, indeed, a pro. 一炮两响! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/oooh9ut.gif" border="0"&gt; ChunKeet and I both won that round. I insist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/111908.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-1909727199508111722?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1909727199508111722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=1909727199508111722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1909727199508111722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1909727199508111722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-things.html' title='Happy Things'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-1198750793413526191</id><published>2008-11-11T16:45:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:01:31.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because Reality Is Better Than Dreams</title><content type='html'>As requested by my dear old friend Yunqi, I shall plan a gathering. During December probably, since my internship ends on 28/11/08. Fiona's mom once suggested walking from Vivocity to West Coast, and stay at the Macs there for an overnight talk. I thought it was cool, but I see many lazybums who refuse to walk long distances amongst my friends. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be inviting the same bunch whom I/Fiona invited to chalet last year, but chalet is almost impossible now, so I'm thinking about having a sleepover at someone's house. Movie marathon, mahjong, Xbox/Wii/PS, cards, delivery food. Sabotages or volunteers needed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, OMG, Lindsay Lohan is a lesbian! &lt;a href="http://pinkisthenewblog.com/home/2008/11/lindsay-lohan-samantha-ronson-invade-england/" target="_blank"&gt;It's true.&lt;/a&gt; Still like her though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 13 NOVEMBER 2008, 11.27AM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/110708.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Window) Shopping with Panda! ♥ Had Ajisen for lunch, and we headed to town. It was pretty awesome, and we went around trying on pretty clothes. Shopping for guys' stuff is just more fun and interesting, and guys' clothes are so much cooler, IMO. Targeted some clothes, but we didn't manage to buy anything 'cause we decided that we had to explore a bit more first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 5px 0px; WIDTH: 200px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/110808.jpg" border="2" /&gt;The shopping adventure continues as Clown and I went to Orchard to buy our clothes. We hit Wisma, Heeren, Cineleisure and Far East, and our legs almost gave way because we walked for six friggin' hours. Lost almost $150 each and gained seven shopping bags. I love Far East, bought two dresses and two T-shirts there for merely $50, almost everything there is dirt-cheap! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we took the disgusting crowded MRT to Vivocity to meet up with JiaMin, JiaYin and JiaMin's friend Priya. Too bad Puppet wasn't free, otherwise we could have a Rojaks outing! Walked around further, and we &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; found a lovely prom dress for dear JiaYin at Zara. I think it's so much prettier than the Bebe one, that dress is so not detailed.  Y'know what, I'm starting to think that I have good taste after all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that I have yet to finish my bridesmaid shopping. :( And I want to go shopping for Chinese New Year clothes soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/111008.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of internship (as the NLB people call it) at The National Library at Bugis. I'm currently working in the Corporate Office, located on Level 14, and I sit beside one of the department heads. She's quite nice, fortunately, and doesn't really care about what I do as long as I finish off my assigned work. Imagine having to sit under the the scrutinising eyes of a strict department head, ew. Oh, and I examine and archive old books. My "nanny" Choon Heng, who makes sure that I am having fun and saves me from mistakes during my internship period, says that I am quite fast, 'cause i polished off 108 books on my first day of work. *triumphant* It's an unpaid job though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some books are really interesting, I was flipping through Lao Tsu's &lt;b&gt;Tao Te Ching&lt;/b&gt; and Suchen Christine Lim's &lt;b&gt;Stories of The Chinese Overseas&lt;/b&gt;. Some books are disgusting; Torn, stained, or even pests-infested. The pests-infested ones are the worst of the lot, there are deep holes through the pages of the books, 'cause they were eaten/are being eaten by bookworms. Real bookworms. Gross, no? :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who popped by to have lunch with me? :D Had Students' Happy Hour Deala at Swensen's. My Salmon 'N' Mushroom Baked Rice pwnzed his Chicken Baked Rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/111108.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-1198750793413526191?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1198750793413526191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=1198750793413526191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1198750793413526191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1198750793413526191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/11/because-reality-is-better-than-dreams.html' title='Because Reality Is Better Than Dreams'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5861359639521044677</id><published>2008-11-07T22:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:56:19.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Fun Comes Along</title><content type='html'>It's been a super happening week! Been busy lately, but I have photos to post okay! Blogging is so much more fun during holidays! :) I'm trying out a new way to present my photos (yes, you should applaud for my efforts), but it's still in the experimental stage, so pardon the strangeness. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02 - 04 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/110308.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family chalet at NSRCC was boring as compared to last year's. Kinda watched TV and played PSP while listening to 《为你而活》 (on repeat) most of the time when I was not going around taking photos. Attempted to swim with the cousins, but it started pouring about ten minutes after we entered the pool, so the lifeguard shoo-ed us away. :( Nevertheless, I had my bit of fun. Panda popped by after SS Paper on the second day and we had a night stroll along the coast, so yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/110408.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;The Coffin&lt;/b&gt; with Panda after we collected some stuff which we ordered, and I think the movie sucks big time. It was not scary at all. Horror, my foot. -.- It was quite amusing actually, some of the girls screamed like crazy during the parts which were not even startling. We ended up laughing at those people instead. Then this guy sitting behind us started to imitate those easily-startled girls and did a gay scream, which cracked us up even more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h7vcS7hWcbM/SRJps5zSNeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0O5dqfgwEjU/s320/DSC01190.JPG" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograph by &lt;a href="http://sungzei-says.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;SungMing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally, finally, finally went out with the YZ gang after a gazillion years. I heard Jaren was the one who initiated an "Elitist outing", but he failed to turn up, what a pig! It was seriously an ultimate bunch of elites, with Hwachong/Nanyang students overpowering Rafflesians. Went bowling at Marina Square with Fiona, JieYing, SungMing, Caleb, JunDe, JingWei, Warren and two of the Hwachong guys' friends HouShun and GhimHwee after my Macs lunch with Clown at Suntec. Oh, I bowled a 157! Yup, for two games, haha. :p I think Fiona brings out the elitism in me, we kept cracking elitist jokes! She's darn good at them too, it's quite intimidating. In any case, a million thanks to Fiona for planning! I've retired, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss The Nine a lot, a lot, a lot. Girls' Day Out soon? ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;408 Class chalet! Shall let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/11060801.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/11060802.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 105 home with Nicole, and we had pretty long chat about random things. I don't think I've ever talked so much to her before in the past two years, haha. I didn't realise that she reads Oneshotdown until, like, less than twenty-four hours ago. Hi, Nicole, you should thank me for not putting up the photo of your butt (courtesy of perverse Vivien)! I hope we get into the same class next year. BCME FTW! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a very nasty girl. I sneer at blogs with incomprehensible English. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5861359639521044677?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5861359639521044677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5861359639521044677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5861359639521044677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5861359639521044677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-fun-comes-along.html' title='When Fun Comes Along'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h7vcS7hWcbM/SRJps5zSNeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0O5dqfgwEjU/s72-c/DSC01190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5536979462664640007</id><published>2008-11-02T01:28:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:04:05.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right Here Right Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;30 OCTOBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 5px 0px; WIDTH: 200px;" src="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/hsm3_poster.jpg" border="2" /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;High School Musical 3: Senior Year&lt;/b&gt; with Clown in the afternoon at Plaza Singapura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I thought the first two of this trilogy were better. This movie seems too busy, a lot is going on because it wishes to capture as much as possible. It's like, trying to fit all the good scenes into the miserable two hours. No doubt, the scenes were all good when the movie were to be dissected, but when put together, it seems like a very cluttered movie. I thought it was quite messy, but these are strictly personal opinions. Zac Efron and Vanessa Anne Hudgen are too old for high school please! I still like Sharpay/Ashley Tisdale best, her silliness never fails to amuse and amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only song I liked was "The Boys Are Back", because that scene was so comical! A very sweet movie, but Clown and I didn't really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Eugene (and Mabel, haha), I really didn't dao you, I just didn't see you! MRT stations are always so crowded, I don't really bother looking around to check if I see familiar faces, heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31 OCTOBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/103108.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Ceremony was held on Halloween's night. It marks the last day which I will wear my &lt;i&gt;hong zi&lt;/i&gt;. I was very much amused by the Principal's speech, she seems extermely hyper and happy for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went on stage to receive my "graduation certificate" (just an empty scroll, seriously, we collected the certificate in the morning!), my dearest form teacher Mr.Chiang said,&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Finally, you're in the normal school uniform."&lt;/font&gt; I understand that Council uniform is strange, abnormal, and, I don't know, alien-ish. It was quite memorable though; The last thing which my form teacher told me was that I looked normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;01 NOVEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/110108.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Sakae buffet at CPF Building for dinner, and we cleared &lt;b&gt;25 plates of sushi + 2 servings of Sakae Chawanmushi + 2 servings of Seaweed Udon + 2 servings of Moshi ice-cream + 4 cups of hot Japanese green tea + 2 cups of ice water&lt;/b&gt; together. I swear I ate as much as him. That's what you get when two can-eat-a-lot people have buffet together. The bill was only $35.05, haha! We kinda ate too fast though, and felt quite uncomfortable after our great feast. My stomach felt like it was going to explode when I finished all the sushi, and I'm quite sick of raw salmon now because 80% of the sushi we took were salmon. It was fun nevertheless! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping with Panda was an interesting experience. I really felt happy, thank you Panda. ♥ Checked out a few shops in Vivocity, and we finally found a super wonderful tux at Zara! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/love2ok.gif" border="0"&gt; It was such a handsome piece that both of us reached towards it at the same time, our eyes widened in amazement. The price is also super wonderful, it's a mighty $299. Headed to Plaza Singapura for more shopping, and we splurged some more, haha. Am looking forward to 04/11/08!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe school starts on 19/01/09 for us. There are lectures everyday, and attendence will be monitored. I hope the lectures will be interesting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5536979462664640007?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5536979462664640007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5536979462664640007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5536979462664640007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5536979462664640007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/11/right-here-right-now.html' title='Right Here Right Now'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5080058026777344692</id><published>2008-11-01T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T02:53:12.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>Friday was the last official day of school, and we had level and class closures and graduation ceremony. I've graduated. The day I have been looking for since I entered Nanyang had finally arrived, but I feel sad leaving the school now. Friends will move on to HCJC with us, but I will miss Nanyang's teachers. We have the most wonderful and loving teachers, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was strange, because in this four years in Nanyang, I've never really looked back before, apart from looking back at lovely Primary School days. This is the first time that I'm seriously reminiscing about my Secondary School years. I never thought I'd really love Nanyang when I first entered it, because I was so overwhelmed with my love for Yangzheng and most of my dear Primary School friends. I still love and miss 6G'04. Why, we're the best! *grins* But now, I know, I love the people in Nanyang too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These four years flew by very quickly, it was really quite a surreal blur. Made many friends, experienced much, and basically I've gained a lot. A simple collage to sum up the four years, because I'm too lazy and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/110108NYGH.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will go our separate ways in JC, despite being in the same one, and things will not be the same again. With new classes, new curriculum, boys and everything more interesting, people will inevitably change and bonds will inevitably strain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I'm glad that I've finally graduated, with acceptable results too. :) And the thought of having lunch with JieYing and Caleb next year sounds absolutely divine! It will be nice to see Primary School friends around in school. And, of course, I'll see my fellow HCI BSP Facils/OTs too, yay. JC will be different, it will be a fresh start, and it will be an exciting two years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5080058026777344692?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5080058026777344692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5080058026777344692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5080058026777344692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5080058026777344692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/11/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4163235189383599752</id><published>2008-10-26T10:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:16:27.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Bad Movies In A Day</title><content type='html'>I was frighteningly efficient yesterday morning; Vacuumed the floor, hung the laundry, bathed and made jelly within two hours. It felt good though. Housewife-in-Training. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/giggle4li.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/102508.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rented &lt;b&gt;Saw&lt;/b&gt;, at long last! Usually it'd be the male shopkeeper who allows me to rent M18 movies, but I guess the lady decided to be nice this time and closed an eye too. I thought reviews pertaining to &lt;b&gt;Saw&lt;/b&gt; were good (like, people puked in the cinemas because of the goriness, etc.), as far as my memory goes, but I didn't find it scary or gory. Morbid, quite. Clever, yes. Scary, no! I'm not morbid okaaaay. It's really not scary. I rented &lt;b&gt;Saw II&lt;/b&gt; as well, and I hope it'd be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;Max Payne&lt;/b&gt; at AMK Hub at night with Panda, and it was, really, one of the suckiest shows ever. The effects and stuff were cool, but the entire plot was stupid. It's like, &lt;B&gt;Constantine&lt;/b&gt; gone bad, y'know? And the ending was... Wait, there was an ending?! Don't believe the synopsis on GV website, I feel immensely cheated. Should have caught &lt;b&gt;HSM 3&lt;/b&gt;. Ohwells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4163235189383599752?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4163235189383599752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4163235189383599752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4163235189383599752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4163235189383599752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/10/two-bad-movies-in-day.html' title='Two Bad Movies In A Day'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-540683669061833029</id><published>2008-10-19T23:18:00.038+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:32:27.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coolest Yet</title><content type='html'>I got myself a new key chain because the old one broke as a result of my grumpiness and violence. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/hmpf9lu.gif" border="0"&gt; Anyhoo, I'm quite happy now, because my new key chain must be the most unique one around, haha! Panda gave me a Mercedes emblem when I told him I wanted one previously (I thought it was amazing how he got hold of it.), and it's been hanging at a random hook in my room for the past week, so I decided to make it into a key chain. &lt;b&gt;TADA!&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/101908.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidently, I need to brush up on my photography skills. They are so rusty. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="sylfaen"&gt;When you're sixteen, logic and experience don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;All that matters is the way you feel and the way&lt;br /&gt;you felt the first time you knew it was &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-540683669061833029?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/540683669061833029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=540683669061833029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/540683669061833029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/540683669061833029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/10/coolest-yet.html' title='The Coolest Yet'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-7217774259553654530</id><published>2008-10-16T18:28:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:04:49.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alas, Liberation!</title><content type='html'>Finally, EOYs are overrrrrr! :D Also marks the end of my studying journey as a Geography student. And no more Chinese. :( I really wanted to take up Chinese in JC, but it's not that necessary after all. I guess I can still continue to learn Chinese by reading Chinese books and newspapers, it beats having to do compres, compos, and, oh, having to sit for disgusting orals. The year is coming to a closure, Secondary School life seems to pass so quickly. Am looking forward to JC! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all who are still having exams, and the O's people! Time flies when you're studying hard, really. It may seem like a really tough and grueling process now, but it's all gonna be really worth it when everything ends. All the best! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You must remain focused on your journey to greatness.&lt;/i&gt; --Les Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11 OCTOBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/paintedskin_poster.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;Painted Skin&lt;/b&gt; (Why does the English title sound so bad? The Chinese one sounds so much more artistic.) with Clown in the evening, after a day of studying. It was our reward for completing a day's worth of work. All work and no play makes a sad SM, haha. It was a really good movie; The plot and acting were good, and I really liked the graphical effects! :) Makes me want to watch the whole &lt;i&gt;Liao Zhai&lt;/i&gt; series, heheh. Speaking of which, I have a lot of drama serials that I want to watch! Mugging had really taken up too much of my leisure time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16 OCTOBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/101608.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberation! Yes, so after Math paper and the Pre-U briefing thing, I went out. :D Went iceskating at Kallang Leisure Park with Jasmine, Elise, Cheryl, Wenqi, Eyu and ZhuoDa. Omg, I haven't iceskated for almost one whole year, and it took me great pains to regain my balance on ice. The rink was pretty empty and nice when we went there, but people started coming in after lunch, and it got quite annoying trying to avoid the crowd. And the rink got scratched up really fast. The gloves sold were really ugly, and the boots stank like crazy! :( On a lighter note, we managed to motivate Elise into iceskating, and she could move on ice without wobbling (much) at the end of the day. Iceskating makes me happy. And since Kallang is considerably nearer than Jurong, I think I can go iceskating more often now. Yay! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-7217774259553654530?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7217774259553654530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=7217774259553654530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7217774259553654530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7217774259553654530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/10/alas-liberation_16.html' title='Alas, Liberation!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4572050896938059910</id><published>2008-10-07T00:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:29:52.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got A Lot To Say To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/P290608_1535.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so creative, I know. :p&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week had been perturbing, with emotional ups&amp;downs aplenty and mental stress from EOYs. I don't think I've actually tried to study so much for any of my past years' exams before. I have to say, striving towards achieving better results is, strangely, quite a refreshing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I visited Puppet and his new puppy Tiffy (mainly just to visit Tiffy) with JiaYin, and we had quite a bit of fun and distraction from work. :) She clawed me a couple of times, and her teeth looked threatening, but I know she's pretty harmless. She is one active puppy! Clown also promised to visit Tiffy with us after O's, and I'm looking forward to playing with that (not so) little husky again! :D It amuses me (us) greatly when JY was so apprehensive of her, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting more and more elitist. I can practically feel the elitism seeping out of me when I talk sometimes. I don't like myself behaving this way, but it's very difficult not to look at certain people and roll my eyes at them. Save me!! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4572050896938059910?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4572050896938059910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4572050896938059910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4572050896938059910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4572050896938059910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/10/got-lot-to-say-to-you.html' title='Got A Lot To Say To You'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-268791228356418869</id><published>2008-09-23T14:27:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:39:07.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Mugging Gets Boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I'm dead.&lt;/b&gt; 演讲词离题! Don't ask me why I even decided to write 演讲词 in the first place, nobody in class wrote it okay. A moment of folly. There goes my A1 for Chinese, arghhh! If my 作文 and Paper 2 are okay, I think I can still secure an A2 though. &lt;i&gt;Think&lt;/i&gt; only. I feel so demoralised. First time in sixteen bloody years that I've gone off-tangent, and it's for my most important exam too. *curses* So much for being in BSP and proficient in Chinese. I could have used the most simplistic form of Chinese and wrote that freaking 私函 (I corrected it, Microsoft Chinese programme CMI! :p) and scored better. I hope Hwachong won't mind my soon-to-be terrible Chinese results. (Fine, actually I know they won't.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT 29 SEPTEMBER 2008, 4.01PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/P130908_2230.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know, finally a photo after &lt;b&gt;eonssssss&lt;/b&gt;, hahah. My current phone camera takes passable photos when it's set to high resolution and high image quality, just a bit noisy when I tweaked the contrast a little. Not bad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking photographs, to me, is equivalent to capturing memories. I feel that I've lost way too many beautiful memories in the past weeks as I left The Rebel to rot and die in its little camera box with its cleaning kit, and I regret that. *sighs* I hope Viewty won't fail me and run out of battery in the middle of the day because I've been taking photos incessantly or something though. And I know I need to update more often before everyone decides to abandon reading my blog. So I will. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been mugging with JiaYin and/or Clown (Puppet appears sometimes too) recently. We've been shifting from JY's house (from her room to the master bedroom to living room) to my house (from my room to kitchen) to Serangoon Macs to library to Subway to Long John's Silver. We try to study in as conducive an environment as possible, and we've been trying very hard not to get distracted by one another or anything else. It's more fun to study in a group though, I feel less lonely. Mugging makes me feel so isolated. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, O's and EOYs pressure has sunk in, and mugger mode is on full blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RGS and DHS are done with their EOYs, let's throw stones at them.&lt;br /&gt;And to all who are still mugging (regardless for O's or EOYS), study hard &amp; all the best! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-268791228356418869?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/268791228356418869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=268791228356418869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/268791228356418869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/268791228356418869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-mugging-gets-boring.html' title='When Mugging Gets Boring'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5256198104541057879</id><published>2008-09-03T00:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:26:33.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahem</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Sixteenth Birthday, Pearlie!&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 04 SEPTEMBER 2008, 11.27AM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that my lack of blogposts has caused my blog to undergo a severe mishap of dying. No photos to post, I haven't been taking much. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup, September holidays have started. But no, it does not feel like a holiday at all, with the excessive holiday homework and catching up to do. Plus, bloody EOYs! Sec Four RGS girls should be smirking at my/our pathetic state right now, because I/we laughed at their misfortune of ending their exams last for the past three years. Charlene has yet to forgive me for my evil doings. I am extremely sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29 August 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers' Day was great, and I kinda rushed out of school to meet JunDe, Warren and Bertrand to go back to YZ. Met Gabriel, Marcus, Samuel and Bryan, and we hung out at the void deck at JingWei's block for a while. Headed for lunch, and met up with Caleb and JieYing. Walked back to YZ, and the (new) security guard told us that we could only go into the school at 1.30pm, because the (new) principal said so. I don't like her, period. Met ChunKeet and YingShiang, and some other old school friends. Talked and stoned for a loooooong time. Tried to persuade the security guard to let us in, only to find him telling us that we should give him some face because he is a Hwachong alumnus (it's true, he showed us his alumni membership card). Imagine, Hwachong used to produce security talents. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it was down to Warren, Bertrand, Bryan, ChunKeet, YingShiang and me. Managed to get into YZ after a million years of waiting, and found Ms.Foong after another century. (Luo Laoshi and Mrs.Leow left, btw) Only to talk for two minutes, because she had to rush off for a meeting. -.- Nice. I think ChunKeet and YingShiang disappeared for a while, so they didn't get to speak with Ms.Foong. And as usual, Ms.Foong got our graduation year wrong. She keeps thinking we're the 2002 batch, for some strange reason. We're better please! :p And,&lt;br /&gt;"I noticed something. Bryan, why are your nails so long?"&lt;br /&gt;"Errrr, it's an expression of my laziness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequent days were spent studying with Clown, and JiaYin, JiaMin and Toon. Our concentration level on work at JiaYin's house has improved tremendously, we can finally settle down for a few hours and not whine or try to persuade the others to watch movie, play mahjong, go ktv, or sleep on the couch. Awesome! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5256198104541057879?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5256198104541057879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5256198104541057879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5256198104541057879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5256198104541057879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahem.html' title='Ahem'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-3563050995255189315</id><published>2008-08-24T12:29:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:24:17.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Your Fears</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Sixteenth Birthday, Zina and Jane!&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 26 AUGUST 2008, 9.16PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 5px 0px; WIDTH: 300px;" src="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/4bia_poster.jpg" border="2" /&gt;The GV person checked us! Hahaha. This shows that I still look younger than sixteen sometimes. Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;4bia&lt;/b&gt; with Clown on Saturday afternoon, and I really enjoyed it. The movie comprises of four short films, &lt;b&gt;Happiness&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Tit For Tat&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;In The Middle&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Last Fright&lt;/b&gt;. I have to say, the outcome was pretty good. None of the four films was scary, but all were very interesting, it was worth watching in the cinemas. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happiness&lt;/b&gt; was saddening, ironically. The female protagonist was stupid, IMHO. &lt;b&gt;Tit For Tat&lt;/b&gt; is so obviously directed by the same idiot who directed &lt;b&gt;Body #19&lt;/b&gt;, trying to scare people with computer graphics, how lame. -.- I think the plot and the goriness was pretty intense and cynical, but it was absolutely fascinating to see how each person died. &lt;b&gt;In The Middle&lt;/b&gt; is a personal favourite, because it was just so darn cute! Thumbs up for this hilarious horror comedy. :D &lt;b&gt;Last Fright&lt;/b&gt; was about just as retarded as I thought it would be, but I like the posture which the air stewardess died when the movie ended, so yay. And I'm not that morbid, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only wrote that chunk above because I lack content to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of words, I've been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been at KBT on Friday and Saturday nights, and I realised that I've been missing out on a lot. And will be missing out on more. For starters, almost the whole KBT team + the granduncles and grandaunties are going to Taiwan for a week when I will be having EOYs. *curses* Wahbiang, I also wanna shop and eat Taiwan food for a week, and come back home happy and fat! My only consolation is that they offered to buy me some stuff from Taiwan. Ohwells. The exact same thing happened last year when they went China. Schooling years suck, you can't just tell your teacher you want to take a day off. Or accumulate your annual leave and take a week off (or more) at one shot. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that the KBT people have a lot of trust and faith in me, that I will become the first real university graduate amongst us. Even Di was telling me that he thinks I'm the kind who can study beyond tertiary level. Frankly speaking, I can afford to let many, many people down and be disappointed in me, but because the KBT people have been so caring, doting and supporting for the past sixteen years, I decided that I will &lt;i&gt;chiong&lt;/i&gt; like mad and not let them down. I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you grow up in an environment whereby there are many people around you who have the academics and financial capabilities to make it into universities, you try to live up to that expectations, and studies become a major part of your life. When you grow up in an environment whereby only a small hundful are able to make it into universities, yet all of them are still happy people and make enough money to live relatively well, you would live under the impression that studies don't matter as much, because there is so much more to life than books. However, when these people tell you that life will be so much easier with better education, you know you should believe them. And when these people tell you they believe you can do better than them in life, you become motivated to make their words true. Especially when these are the people who watch you grow up, give you wise advice, leave good food for you, back you up, and whom you have complete trust in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I have enough financial capabilities to contribute constantly to KBT, enough authority to make some decisions in KBT, more money and thus power than those bunch of stingy and self-deemed rich and thus powerful old men in KBT, I will kick them out of the board of directors. Okay, fine, I can't do that because KBT belongs to their family, technically. I can still dream though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Happy (belated) Sixteenth Birthday, Eileen!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-3563050995255189315?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3563050995255189315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=3563050995255189315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3563050995255189315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3563050995255189315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/08/face-your-fears.html' title='Face Your Fears'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-6819823494565383673</id><published>2008-08-19T23:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T08:37:01.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Royston Tan Pwnz Jack Neo!</title><content type='html'>Managed to catch both local productions &lt;b&gt;Money No Enough 2&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;12 Lotus&lt;/b&gt; within a twelve-hour interval, am I pro or am I pro? :) Both are more than 80% Hokkien-based, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/mne2-poster.jpg" height="284" border="2"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/43504_200808090017441.jpg" width="200px" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;Money No Enough 2&lt;/b&gt; with Clown on Saturday night (after receiving 16 missed calls in the afternoon to wake me up :p), it was mediocre, in my humble opinion. Lots of cheap humour and Singapore-based jokes,, which I thought were extremely retarded after the movie. I mean, yeah, they will make you laugh during the movie, but they became nothing instantly after. The show did manage to trigger my tears though, but they were soon forgotten too. Twelve hours later, I watched &lt;b&gt;12 Lotus&lt;/b&gt; with Fiona at Vivocity, both of us concluded that it was damn good. Contrary to popular belief, it was not all about &lt;i&gt;getai&lt;/i&gt;. More about the dark side of society and human nature. It was a lot deeper than &lt;b&gt;881&lt;/b&gt;, and managed to make Fiona and me very traumatised. This movie actually has &lt;u&gt;substance&lt;/u&gt;, something which many movies seem to lack nowadays. For some strange reason, I could relate to it more than not having enough money to spend in this era. Seriously, if we were to bring both movies out of Singapore, people would be wondering what the hell &lt;b&gt;Money No Enough 2&lt;/b&gt; is all about but they'd probably still be able to empathise with the events in &lt;b&gt;12 Lotus&lt;/b&gt;. It's such a pity that Jack Neo's shows are always sold out, but people neglect Roystan Tan's efforts. It's even sadder because Jack Neo's shows are mostly retarded while Royston Tan's shows actually get people thinking. And we can therefore come to a conclusion that Singapore is filled with non-thinking audience. Pathetic truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, EVERYONE SHOULD SUPPORT ROYSTON TAN AND WATCH &lt;b&gt;12 LOTUS&lt;/b&gt;! :D The Hokkien songs have been replaying and replaying in my head for more than 12 hours now. Oh, I had to refer to the subtitles like, 10% of the time during the show 'cause the Hokkien was too cheem for me. And I thought I was damn proficient in it. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="sylfaen"&gt;17/08/08 marks a new beginning. I think I got myself a new addiction. :) Also realised that my horoscope came true, hmmm. Been happy! Set another record on 19/08/08, 30th day consecutive, we're amazing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;x x x&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;"...Why?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Haha, revenge!" :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;"Mmm, then I should attack more!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shy.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shy.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shy.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-6819823494565383673?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6819823494565383673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=6819823494565383673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6819823494565383673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6819823494565383673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/08/royston-tan-pwnz-jack-neo.html' title='Royston Tan Pwnz Jack Neo!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-7464911881465350465</id><published>2008-08-10T00:45:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:15:41.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Children, Movies and Love</title><content type='html'>Been absent for classes (noooo, it kinda sucks missing out on lessons) to go for Nanyang Kidergarten Fund-Raising Concert rehearsals. Stage manager with YingDa, and it was pretty fun working with the kids. They're super duper ultra cute!!! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/love2ok.gif" border="0"&gt; YingDa agrees that I may be suffering from pedophilia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/080708.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Panda kid was really adorable! He posed for me, clung onto my legs, and waved goodbye to me, a total charmer. It was a pure coincidence that the kid was wearing a panda suit. Or perhaps not, haha. Enjoyed working with those kids a lot. Actual concert in six days! I will not allow cues to be screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been renting DVDs to watch with the Rojak Gang for the past two weekends or so. Didn't manage to get a lot of good shows, unfortunately. I picked out many movies, but guess what, most were M18. How gross. On a more positive note, I think &lt;b&gt;Van Helsing&lt;/b&gt; was really good, I like how they managed to merge various stories together. And oh, the supernatural creatures were just amazing! But &lt;b&gt;Infection&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;The Haunted School&lt;/b&gt; sucked a lot. Neither were scary, and both were pathetically retarded and lame. So much for Asian horror films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ninegirlslarge.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls talk on Friday night was really wonderful, because we haven't met up for the longest time. I seriously can't remember the last time when we had such a long talk. I missed them so much, it's really beyond words. Yunqi and YuanJun are deeply missed too. So, anyway, we kinda shared on our lives and reminisced about the past. The laughter, the teasing, the secrets shared, those were the things which I can never experience with any other group of people. &lt;font color="FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends forever and ever.&lt;/b&gt; ♥♥♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the O's to be over, I shall plan a 6G'04 gathering. Haven't planned much this year, and I'm getting a bit too used to the stagnation of our gatherings. &lt;b&gt;6G'04 shall never die!&lt;/b&gt; For those who bothered to turn up anyway. Maybe we can have the Vivo-West Coast thing which Fiona's mom suggested, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearlie, "and all my friends are hot sex bombs".&lt;br /&gt;I'm her friend, therefore I'm a hot sex bomb, LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="sylfaen"&gt;(♥) " We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love. "  -Anonymous.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-7464911881465350465?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7464911881465350465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=7464911881465350465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7464911881465350465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7464911881465350465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/08/of-children-movies-and-love.html' title='Of Children, Movies and Love'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-8174446580996596074</id><published>2008-07-30T21:40:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T14:23:42.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does not kill you, makes you stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/072408edit.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was Liberation Day, of which I spent close to all of my time after school slacking. Had fun! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt; Rented &lt;b&gt;The Hottie and the Nottie&lt;/b&gt;, which sucked - like all other Paris Hilton films, and had a fair bit of shutter-clicking on Friday. Zombie successfully stayed up till 2am, but sleepy Panda knocked out right after saying, &lt;font color="#666633"&gt;"I'm not tired! Tell you later when I go cook (supper), 'kay?"&lt;/font&gt;. How ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07260801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07260802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught &lt;b&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/b&gt; on Saturday at Grand Cathay, again. It was nice, but not as amazing as I'd expected. Maybe I had my hopes pinned up too high. Joker was wonderful though! &lt;i&gt;Wanna know how I got these scars?&lt;/i&gt; Shared a Subway Terriyaki Chicken footlong for dinner, and bought half a roasted chicken at Carrefour before we headed to JiaYin's house to visit the sick. Watched some crap TV and chatted with JiaYin and Puppet till about 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/072708.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to FMC with Rojak Gang, with the exception of Clown, on Sunday morning. Can't believe I woke up at bloody 8am on a weekend morning. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/tired9wo.gif" border="0"&gt; JiaMin led worship well, and I think the talk about Islam was pretty interesting. Lunched at Tekka temporary market and then at Plaza Singapura's Cafe Cartel. I was rendered penniless, haha. I think Cafe Cartel has the bestest brownies ever! Pwnzed Decoder's Cafe's, and definitely worth the money. Panda came after, and we studied for a couple of hours before surrendering to boredom. Watched &lt;b&gt;Body #19&lt;/b&gt;, and it was so boring and stupid. Animated blood and gore, yet it was rated NC16. Initially I thought it was gonna be like a mild version of &lt;b&gt;Saw&lt;/b&gt; or something. Cheat my feelings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/072908.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met coincidentally on Monday, and ended up taking the same bus. After sitting at the bus stop for an hour anyway, haha. Tuesday was of a surprise treat to Häagen-Dazs after school (thank youuu ♥), successfully escaping from guys with green pants at J8, my/our first traumatic experience on the bus ride back to Serangoon, grocery shopping, visiting the sick (again), cooking lunch for two hungry patients &lt;i&gt;and they didn't die because of it&lt;/i&gt;, studying minimally and meeting the famous GT. Unproductive studying at the library on Wednesday, then it was late lunch at Subway, meeting batchmates *shudders* and seafood dinner with the family. That seafood place sucked, ohgawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been ten consecutive days. Addictive. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/blush0tx.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night phone call made my nose even more stuffed.&lt;br /&gt;And I thought he was the more s--------- one.&lt;br /&gt;Of laughter and tears. Will get used to it, somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-8174446580996596074?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8174446580996596074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=8174446580996596074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/8174446580996596074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/8174446580996596074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-does-not-kill-you-makes-you.html' title='What does not kill you, makes you stranger'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2530015247048320896</id><published>2008-07-24T13:35:00.036+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:38:37.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Liberation</title><content type='html'>I didn't forget okay! Belated, but better late than never, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Sixteenth Birthday, SungMing, ChunKeet &amp; Jasmine!&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block tests are &lt;b&gt;OVERRRRR&lt;/b&gt;! :D Finally can blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/skyoflove_poster.jpg" border="2" /&gt;Rented &lt;b&gt;Sky Of Love&lt;/b&gt; and watched it with The Sky (:D) on Friday. I intended to watch it with rest of Rojaks at first, but we were a bit too impatient. It was &lt;u&gt;supposed&lt;/u&gt; to be an undoubtedly touching movie. Apparently twelve million people cried over it or something. I just felt a bit sad at the end of the movie, but that's all. Nothing overwhelming, no surprises, not very good acting, only a bit of sweet-nothings, a couple of pretty faces and comparatively heavy plot. Good thing the rental was dirt-cheap, haha. Maybe I should just stick to thrillers and chick flicks. JiaYin thinks that it's pretty nice though. To each her own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07190801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Catholic High Music Awards&lt;/b&gt; on Saturday night with Rojaks was fun! :D Check out the mobile (yes, they moved!) CHMA backdrop, I thought it was the coolest stage prop ever. Even though Puppet &amp; co. didn't win the beatbox guy (he was only mediocre, in my humble opinion) for the Creative Expression category, their effort was commendable. *pats Puppet's head* The few bands which performed had pretty good music. Unfortunately, one of the bands was being disgusting and dedicated their song to &lt;font color="#999999"&gt;"all the IJ girls present"&lt;/font&gt;. My immediate reaction? &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Ewww!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Can't blame me for being frank about my elitist thoughts, nothing personal or offensive though. And the girl who sat behind Clown was speaking in such an awfully screechy voice, I thought I might just die of act-cuteness overflow. *shudders*  On the other hand, Superband finalist &lt;b&gt;Just Be&lt;/b&gt; was simply awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07190802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat at J8 Macs to have a very late dinner and talk before going/climbing in to Puppet's (magnificent, says JiaMin) house to play Scrabble for about half an hour. Fancy breaking into your own house. I kinda felt like a thief, haha. New phone call record: 311min. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the pervert which JiaYin was telling me about on the bus on Monday! Fine, so it was a deliberate attempt on my part. Sat at the seat which JY always sits at, and he really moved over to sit beside me. I was damn excited to meet him can! Wanted to know what he was capable of doing, but it turned out that besides inching closer every other minute and staring at me throughout the entire bus ride, he didn't (read: not &lt;b&gt;couldn't&lt;/b&gt;) do anything. -.- I prevented him from moving any closer anyway. Saw him again on Wednesday, but I decided to sit a few seats in front 'cause I had no mood and time to entertain him and his staring. Most unfortunately, Mr.Perv decided to sit himself down next to me within seconds, and that totally caught me off-guard. Wahbiang, I got so disturbed by his staring that I went to sit with JY, who came up at the next bus stop, immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="sylfaen"&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;" ...Everyday, every hour, every minute, every second, every moment. :) :) "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having extremely lovely company for the past weeks. Thank you so much. ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2530015247048320896?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2530015247048320896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2530015247048320896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2530015247048320896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2530015247048320896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/07/pre-liberation.html' title='Pre-Liberation'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-8956046451467027883</id><published>2008-07-12T13:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:30:32.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grease, To Oil Our Rusty Brains</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/071208.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Sixteenth Birthday, JieYing!&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Thanks Cousin, for the Koala tag! Birthday girl says the wombat remind her of me. I'm so  honoured, haha. Didn't manage to have a good/surprise/noisy birthday celebration, and I'm really sorry for that, but I hope you know that we love you beyond what words can express. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've caused Panda enough negative feelings to last throughout the course of our friendship. The late night talk with Charlene and JiaYin (a pity Yunqi wasn't there, but anyway, ♥! I fell asleep after struggling to stay awake just to send an sms, how 重色轻友 :\) gave me new insight and enlightenment, the most important one being I have a disgustingly flaw-ful personality. I'm a terrible person. Obviously I'm going to do something about it. Meanwhile, perhaps it's time to distant myself from everyone so that no one gets hurt again. I find the experience of hurting someone so significant to me utmost traumatising, and probably for the first time in my life, I really regretted. Even a million apologies is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On hiatus 'til 24/07/08, hopefully I'll be back with loads of photos to share from various outings. But for the time being, I need to restrict myself from touching the computer and study for my blocktests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07100801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched RGS Choir concert at ACS(B) on Thursday, and it's wonderful! I like. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07100802.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07100803.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07100804.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't manage to take much photos during the concert. Fiona was gorgeous, adorable, highly amusing and cool - especially when she conducts. She had a double lag during the encore though, we almost died. Of &lt;u&gt;laughter&lt;/u&gt;, yes. Anyhoo, I enjoyed watching her sing tremendously, the passion for choir was totally spammed all over her face. Don't worry, you were great! :D Apologies to ShiKaye, I didn't manage to take any good shots of you. I didn't even manage to find you (think you weren't facing my side) until the sectionals or something, but I kept taking like, half of you. And you were so far away from me during the Grease Medly, urgh. :\ Got a bit lazy to put the group photos into collages, which explains why they're simply huge. Also decided to remove blemishes and eye bags for a couple of photos, with the exception of SungMing, who prefers to remain "natural" in photographs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07100805.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07100806.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07100807.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07100808.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got tired of Bryan's incessant snappings soon after, so we decided to ignore him.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen JieYing in a long time! Glad we finally met up. *ignores Charlene's existence* We didn't get to talk much (as always), but I ought to be contented with this small gathering. After all, I haven't seen a few people for almost four freaking years. It's disgusting yet amazing. &lt;i&gt;O YuanJun, YuanJun! Wherefore art thou YuanJun? :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"You're racist, sexist, what else? Oh, elitist."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Yeah. I hate everyone."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan remains unchanged, as we can see. Had a bit of a talk with him, still like old friends. :D Oh, Jaren sms-ed,&lt;font color="green"&gt;" Bros over hos. "&lt;/font&gt; and got me prancing in my room. Seriously, girls/guys are whenever, but friends are forever. ♥ Especially old friends. 11/9/7/5/3 years and counting, lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-8956046451467027883?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8956046451467027883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=8956046451467027883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/8956046451467027883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/8956046451467027883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/07/grease-to-oil-our-rusty-brains.html' title='Grease, To Oil Our Rusty Brains'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-8199237385308222628</id><published>2008-07-11T13:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T13:42:47.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits Here And There</title><content type='html'>I have extremely bad memory, can't remember much of what I've done lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekends were spent &lt;i&gt;mugging&lt;/i&gt; with Clown and, subsequently, JiaYin. I swear, we tried, and we failed miserably. It was good fun, but very guilty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/070508.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, we mugged for about an hour at my house, and talked until dinner time when we ended up renting movies to watch together with JY and Puppet. Unexpected Rojaks gathering. :D &lt;b&gt;House of Wax&lt;/b&gt; wasn't as nice as I had thought it would be. I didn't get to see Paris Hilton's slow dying process because we didn't rent the R21 version! *moans in regret* I really think I lost my sense of morbidness! Kept cringing during the movie, I'm disgusted by my excessive girliness. &lt;b&gt;2 Fast 2 Furious&lt;/b&gt; was just mediocre. Was looking forward to lots of car-racing, but there seemed to be more talk than action. Was bored to death and almost fell asleep. Didn't manage to watch &lt;b&gt;The Fast and The Furious&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/070608.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barely touched my books on Sunday. One chapter of Chemistry is practically nothing. JY distracted us! Beats me why she suddenly asked about post-rape health check procedures in the middle of a mugging session, which then led to us talking about a whole lot of other sex-related topics. JY is so innocent it's not even funny. Clown totally &lt;b&gt;slapped&lt;/b&gt; my eyes when we saw graphic porn on Wikipedia. There were &lt;u&gt;photos&lt;/u&gt;, I'm appalled. Had enough of educating JY, so the three of us went for dinner with JiaMin at ChompChomp in the late evening. Good food! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/070708.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong session WeiSheng's on Monday afternoon, and he has super cute baby pink Mahjong tiles! Haven't seen the BSP Facs for a loooong time, nostalgia. :( ZongXian was the &lt;i&gt;suay&lt;/i&gt;-est/most hilarious. WeiSheng and I teamed up and managed to win quite a bit, hehe. By the way, why is &lt;b&gt;Jurong&lt;/b&gt; Point at Boon Lay?! If I hadn't googled it, I wouldn't have known, and might have stupidly waited at Jurong East MRT Station instead. Left at 3pm, and slept on the train ride from Boon Lay to Dhoby Ghaut. Coincidentally/Shockingly met JiaMin. Watched &lt;b&gt;Hancock&lt;/b&gt; at Grand Cathay (I love big screens!), and I thought it was pretty sad even though it was kinda cool. &lt;b&gt;Wanted&lt;/b&gt; is a more exciting movie, IMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Panda-Zombie alarm clock spoilt. Oh dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-8199237385308222628?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8199237385308222628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=8199237385308222628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/8199237385308222628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/8199237385308222628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/07/bits-here-and-there.html' title='Bits Here And There'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-1719715311295092643</id><published>2008-07-06T12:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T12:45:36.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YDF &amp; Inspire on Friday</title><content type='html'>Met JunDe on the bus to school, and was still thinking about how early I was since he always takes the earlier buses when I met WeiSheng on the bridge. Apparently I had the shocked expression, or so he said. It was &lt;u&gt;surprise&lt;/u&gt; okay! Met Eugene and ZongXian on the way home, and ZongXian almost dao-ed me, tsk. Ultra coincidental day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Youth Day Funfair'08&lt;/b&gt; was kind of successful, even though the school was short of our targetted funds raised by about $3k. My class set up &lt;b&gt;Happy House&lt;/b&gt;; sold bubbletea and had some silly games. I thought business was pretty bad, but we managed to earn $400+ within four hours, so all's well. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07040801.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;b&gt;clowns&lt;/b&gt; as mascots - thanks to ZhuoDa &amp; WenQi, and Chinese Drama for the costumes. I swear it was not my idea, haha. &lt;i&gt;Even though it was a rather cool one.&lt;/i&gt; I did makeup for them! :D It was a pity we didn't have face paint (used lots of eyeshadow instead), or everything would be so much bolder and lovelier. Never managed to see how they removed the thick makeup though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07040802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for &lt;b&gt;Inspire'08&lt;/b&gt; concert with Clown, and we intended to be early but ended up late anyway due to the unexpected jam along Dunearn Rd (as always). He was early by twenty minutes, super amazing. -inserts Rojaks' shocked expressions- Concluded that we might as well intend to be late next time. -.- Gotta thank the Facs for waiting though! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07040804.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Yvonne's gonna kill me for putting up her photo. Why you look so tired?! ZongXian's too kind to want to strangle me, I guess. Blame Josh, anyway. :p And if WeiSheng's fans are still reading my blog, they're probably gonna &lt;i&gt;gope&lt;/i&gt; WeiSheng's amusing photo. Does the fact that Josh was the one who took the photo jack up its worthiness? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met BSP Facs (like, finallyyyyyy!), lent Josh The Rebel during the concert, and he was happily snapping away and blinding people with the flash, haha. Also met a ton of people I know but never expected to meet, like schoolmates and seniors. I thought I was gonna watch the Bboys for the entire concert, but I got cheated by Mabel! She told me it was MAD concert, turned out to be the annual Inspire. Fortunately, the bands which performed were pretty good, and the kids were adorable to the max (also note that the number of paedophiles in HCI is exceedingly high :O). Nothing to say about RJC Chinese Dance, except that I totally didn't get their folkdance, ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07040803.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert ended with audience shouting for an encore, mainly because Stella Story was cool. There wasn't one, anyway. Managed to take a group photo with BSP Facs before they left for supper, and I bus-ed home with Clown. YiJiao has the classic I-am-too-slow-to-face-the-camera look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/07040805.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-1719715311295092643?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1719715311295092643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=1719715311295092643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1719715311295092643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1719715311295092643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/07/ydf-inspire-on-friday.html' title='YDF &amp; Inspire on Friday'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-7686273842432042320</id><published>2008-07-02T12:14:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:50:01.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the F have you done lately?</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy 16th Birthday, Jaren!&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lousy tofu friend, you're finally sixteen, omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 03 JULY 2008, 8.46PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px;" src="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/wanted_poster.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Studied&lt;/i&gt; with Clown, then we went to watched &lt;b&gt;Wanted&lt;/b&gt; on Sunday afternoon at GV Max (watching movies on big screens just has more "feel"), and I really love it. This is probably the first time when I really like Angelina Jolie and her character (Fox). Pretty tattoos. The show is so so so cool! Don't know why JiaYin simply refuses to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I've lost my sense of morbidness or whatever it's called, 'cause I saw blood and instinctively cringed. Seriously. Damn weird, especially since I'd have watched in awe or laughed when I see excessive blood in movies in the past. I loved bloody scenes and gory details, ohwells. And after watching this movie, I've learnt that certain ATM machines in USA are capable of making accurate assessments of your life. &lt;i&gt;"You are a loser."&lt;/i&gt; Yeah, &lt;b&gt;Wanted&lt;/b&gt; was that cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the more significant things which happened, &lt;u&gt;the person at the counter checked me!&lt;/u&gt; Whoa, I was elated! Finally can proudly shove my EZ-Link card (forgot to bring the I/C, I figured we probably wouldn't be checked since we never were :\) into the person's face, hahaha. Been waiting for this since the day I turned sixteen. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/062908.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around a bit before the movie, and even more after it. I swear pandas are &lt;u&gt;everywhere&lt;/u&gt;, it's seriously unfair. Zombie merchandise are so rare comparatively. And most are really quite ugly. Had a heavy lunch at LJS so we skipped dinner, and sat down to talk and stone at the top of Vivo before we got complained by people who were eating downstairs 'cause we were dangling our legs over. Went back to Serangoon to talk even more. It was a super good day until the night part when one got emo and the other got pissed, but that's all over now. I got turned normal and happy again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was stay-home-and-emo day, but everything got pretty much cleared up on Tuesday. Cooked lunch (though I doubt it was nice), talked, rested, and ended the day happy and tired. I didn't manage to take a photo of &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;The Pink Box&lt;/font&gt; and its content, but I finally received something to keep me company when the real one's MIA-ing. Just as retarded. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/pandatoy.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-7686273842432042320?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7686273842432042320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=7686273842432042320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7686273842432042320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7686273842432042320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-f-have-you-done-lately.html' title='What the F have you done lately?'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2718907253877800262</id><published>2008-06-28T21:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:08:42.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week Back In School</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shout Outs!&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously sorry Facs (especially Eugene and ZhiKai!), probably can't make it for recent mugging sessions 'cause I desperately need to get stuff sorted out. Feels like I've been &lt;i&gt;pangseh&lt;/i&gt;-ing you guys, but I really don't want you people to see a trying-to-be-high-but-CMI SM. I'll join you guys soon k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Charlene, you're the best ranting buddy everrrr. I know I'm weird, haha. Leong JY, you're obliged to get well soon, I demand the healthy and happy (though still as blur) JY back. Take care of yourself, or I'll pop over and cook you disgusting noodles every other day. You know I will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Panda knows what I'm gonna say, but I'll still type it out anyway. I owe you that much. Firstly, sorry sorry sorry! I know it's my fault, don't be pissed anymore. Secondly, please eat more, sleep more, smile more. I like the crazy and carefree Panda better. Lastly, I still owe you two things. Remember to claim them, I may forget. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 30 JUNE 2008, 5.29PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" border="0"&gt; Don't know why, but I actually mind... Perhaps I do know why, but that is totally not the point here. Maybe it's really nothing, maybe it's just me having trust issues and feeling low (and I'm like, some over-confident freak can), maybe it's just me being stupidly selfish - only I can do something which is not exactly right but others cannot do the same. Really don't &lt;i&gt;dare&lt;/i&gt; to want any songs now, don't dare to request for anything from anyone now either. Solo or not, with or without background music, whether you agreed to sing only for one person or not, all these don't matter anymore. Sure cannot sleep tonight. My hands so itchy for what?! *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 29 JUNE 2008, 10.41PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sleeping at around 4am every day, but, aiya, who cares as long as I can absorb stuff in class. It's high time to get into &lt;b&gt;Super Mugger Mode&lt;/b&gt;. I know it is a superficial reason to study, but I really cannot afford to let KBT and the family down. Must work hard, must work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite an interesting week, with all the memorable morning wake up calls (record: 10 missed calls on a particular Friday morning) and super late night talks. The ultimate taboo topic (S******s!) kept coming up again and again and again and again. Got sad again and again and again and again. It's a bloody vicious cycle. This is the first time I really felt seriously terrible and upset when I dug up someone's romantic history. Shall never do that again. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/sad2yy.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 3 Week 1 in a nutshell, because I didn't take &lt;u&gt;any&lt;/u&gt; photos, urgh. Had Sakae Sashimi feast with JiaMin and JiaYin on Sunday night! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/love2ok.gif" border="0"&gt; Monday was tried-to-study-but-fell-asleep day. Met Caleb coincidentally at J8 on Tuesday before meeting up with a retarded someone and we walked up and down J8 umpteen times because we were ridiculously bored. Finally went home after we sat at the bus stop for more than an hour, I probably missed a million buses. Wednesday was spent at home with my mom (re)watching KBT VCDs. Stoned a lot on Thursday and had some heartache late in the night (crying over the phone is quite embarrassing). Friday was pretty nice, we stoned. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/giggle4li.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was busy, with CIP (and meeting people at J8) in the morning, spending time with Clown &amp; JiaYin in the afternoon, and Ben's wedding banquet at York Hotel at night. The KBT Team was seated near the entrance of the ballroom, so we managed to take a look at &lt;u&gt;everyone&lt;/u&gt; who came in and gave lot&lt;i&gt;sss&lt;/i&gt; of comments on their looks and fashion sense. There was a couple who came in super casuals, like T-shirt + shorts, and left us in awe of their courage and disgusted by their oblivion. Also saw a freaking &lt;font color="red"&gt;horny!&lt;/font&gt; man who couldn't keep his hands off his girlfriend/wife's body, and it cracked us up like siao. &lt;i&gt;Every stroke is a hint.&lt;/i&gt; Tiger + red wine + white wine was our post-dinner games forfeit. The mix stinks, and Kido told me Koreans (or maybe just the Koreans at Hyundai) love to add tequila and other crap to their already very stinky drinks, damn gross. Lucky I only had to forfeit once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling quite terrible for not mugging with BSP Facs this weekend, I haven't seen them for ages la. Shall turn up for the next few mugging sessions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very distant from the primary school bunch now, urgh. I hope the period of mugging for O's will pass really quickly, then we can resume our fun and whatever which had been left behind earlier this year. The feelings I have when I meet people now has changed from how it was in the past. No, actually I think those feelings change over the years. Side-tracking, I was surfing around Friendster, and I could barely recognise _, omg. I am really looking forward to seeing familiar faces again at HCJC. Who cares about smelly Rafflesians anyway! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/tired9wo.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy (Belated) Birthday, Clown!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt;, really.&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by your awesomeness. *coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an extremely plain post. Now you know why I seldom post without photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2718907253877800262?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2718907253877800262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2718907253877800262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2718907253877800262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2718907253877800262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-week-back-in-school.html' title='First Week Back In School'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4969180854195110321</id><published>2008-06-22T12:12:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:53:10.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tango of Two Cities</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;hold your head high, heavy heart says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="sylfaen"&gt;yeah I miss you muacks&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, am soooooo touched. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 26 JUNE 2008, 8.38PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px;" src="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/getsmart_poster.jpg" border="2" /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;Get Smart&lt;/b&gt; at Vivocity with Clown last afternoon, and it's really retarded. Walked around and did some window shopping before and after too. Had to go off for a mega maternal family meeting in the late evening, and it was weirdly heartening despite the fact that family meetings are never of anything good. Got a bit sad and thought about a lot of stuff, but those were the kind of stuff which I can handle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out at JiaYin's place for a couple of hours, and we &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; had a full Rojaks get-together. Short, but nice all the same. I swear I'm really fine now, so Rojaks please stop worrying! JiaHui prefers Clown over me even though she sees me more often, I'm totally heartbroken. Must do some bribing already! Watched half an hour of &lt;b&gt;The Reaping&lt;/b&gt; before I headed home. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Note to self: Refrain from relating anything supernatural to Puppet.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.5hours worth of late night (early morning?) phone call. &lt;font color="#666633"&gt;Don't know, nothing, nevermind.&lt;/font&gt; I swear if it were some other person, I'd have strangled him to death from hearing those three words so many times. &lt;b&gt;IF&lt;/b&gt; it were some other person anyway. I have selective patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the sweetest/most amazing/lovely/emo (ohwells)/memorable/"&lt;i&gt;ahhh!&lt;/i&gt;" pictures! &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/font&gt; It was quite overwhelming, but it must be the sweetest thing ever (not exactly FOR me, but that doesn't matter) besides the sixteeth birthday surprise. Didn't managed to see the last one properly before it got deleted, urgh. If I had known it was going to be deleted, I would never have passed the phone over! Even though I think I didn't show it, I really appreciate those writings and pictures a lot, a lot, a lot. They made my day. Day&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt; actually, since I'll be seeing them every day, haha. On a more serious note, no more emoing k. Poke. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/blush0tx.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4969180854195110321?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4969180854195110321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4969180854195110321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4969180854195110321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4969180854195110321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/06/tango-of-two-cities.html' title='A Tango of Two Cities'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-908665755631413285</id><published>2008-06-20T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:50:05.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/genting01.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from Genting, bought a ton of nonsense which amounted to over RM200, and had my old wounds re-injured. Just when I told Clown that my wounds are finally healing the morning before I left. I don't know how dramatic things can get with my knees. Fancy getting knocked by a &lt;b&gt;go-kart&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/857441023ow.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I remembered most from this trip was the disgustingly low temperature (like, 20ºC) and the lovely food. The seafood at Malaysia is amazingly cheap, though not all are nice. I kept stuffing myself with green apple chocolate fondue &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/love2ok.gif" border="0"&gt;, which was also super cheap at RM8, bet I gained lots of weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/genting02.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/genting03.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of fun, especially at &lt;b&gt;Genting Theme Park&lt;/b&gt;. I took most of the thrill rides, haha! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/giggle4li.gif" border="0"&gt; Except for the water rides (Singapore's seem more thrilling), Corkscrew and SpaceShot. I think I would have a heart attack if I were to take those two rides... Still too chicken. My dad and older cousins took them and returned fine though. At least I conquered five roller coasters, woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/genting04.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took Grand Prix Fun Kart, and the drama unfolds. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/sad2yy.gif" border="0"&gt; I was driving super fast, and some blind driver totally crashed into my go-kart at a bend, which led to me crashing into the fence. The impact was great, and my bag flew out onto the road. So I checked to see that no go-karts were nearby before I ran out to get my bag, then I turned around to go back to my go-kart when this other go-kart came along and knocked me over. Once again, I landed on my knees and skidded on the &lt;b&gt;black-like-siao coal road&lt;/b&gt;. My initially almost-healed wounds were ripped, my jeans ripped too, and it's goodbye healed wounds &amp; hello &lt;font color="red"&gt;lots of blood&lt;/font&gt;. My level of pain tolerance amazed even myself. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/shocked5tb.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/genting05.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for &lt;b&gt;Dreamz&lt;/b&gt; magic show by some French people on the second night, and I think the gymnastic stunts were more interesting than the magic itself, 'cause those stuff have already been performed by &lt;b&gt;The&lt;/b&gt; David Copperfield. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/tired9wo.gif" border="0"&gt; Love the white tiger and white lion showcased though, beautiful animals! Oh, and the lights were very pretty as well. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/genting06.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Singapore, and the first thing I heard about was a particular idiot's doings. He's totally acting like a beggar now, how delightful. Nobody knows what to do with him anymore. Utmost annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-908665755631413285?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/908665755631413285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=908665755631413285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/908665755631413285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/908665755631413285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/06/genting-trip.html' title='Genting Trip'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-3256792668620463904</id><published>2008-06-15T16:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:02:11.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass!on</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/061408.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NYSC June Camp 2008&lt;/b&gt; was tiring (physically and mentally challenging), disappointing, somewhat annoying, exhilarating, exasperating, fun(ny), retarded, emotional, and the list goes on. There were tears, laughter, stress, friendship, love. Despite all the yellings, PTs and whatnots, we are very proud of Batch'09 for having gone through this "scary" camp. &lt;font color="red"&gt;The passion lives on. ♥&lt;/font&gt; And what we lack? &lt;b&gt;Sleep.&lt;/b&gt; I only slept for an hour during the entire camp, 'cause I fell asleep on the second day while working on the montage. Slept for THIRTEEN hours and lied on the bed for another three hours after we broke camp. I got out of bed at freaking 3pm. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/tired9wo.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Sheena and I are totally fine after drinking the expired milk. HanJing got a bit sick, though I don't know if it's the milk, so get well soon! We were told ghost stories about HCI's SALT Centre - doors and rooms which lead to nowhere, weird door-slamming sounds, etc. I shall check it out next year, haha. So cool please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for Genting in another four hours or so, I am so gonna try out the theme park rides which I was too chicken to take the last time we went. Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-3256792668620463904?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3256792668620463904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=3256792668620463904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3256792668620463904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3256792668620463904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/06/passon.html' title='Pass!on'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-3532407565674368803</id><published>2008-06-13T00:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T14:04:02.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandamonium!</title><content type='html'>I'm at Council Camp now, kinda done with doing first part of montage (the no-need-to-sleep chore), and almost everyone else is asleep. Gotta wake up in a few minutes, Facils all lack sleep. Around midnight, Mr.Lim KB gave Sheena, HanJing and I a carton of milk which was supposed to expire on &lt;b&gt;13/06/08, 01:01&lt;/b&gt;. We happily thought that we still had another hour to go before it expires, so we downed more than half the carton of milk. Then we realised that it expired &lt;b&gt;23hours&lt;/b&gt; ago. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 14 JUNE 2008, 4.47AM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was probably the &lt;i&gt;suay&lt;/i&gt;est day of 2008. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/censored.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off with a stomachache in the afternoon, probably indigestion from all the &lt;i&gt;bazhang&lt;/i&gt;s I ate. Went to KBT in the evening, only to &lt;u&gt;trip over my own legs&lt;/u&gt; while walking on the road. &lt;b&gt;Yeah, the black-like-siao coal road&lt;/b&gt;. I skidded, like, 10cm or something on my knee&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;, how wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was coerced to apply this alcoholic ointment (!!!) and some Chinese medicinal powder (The Gohs' family secret weapon, says Xiuxiu) on the wounds. I think I have relatively high pain tolerance, 'cause I merely squirmed while the others watching were "Ouch!"-ing for me, haha. Everyone was fussing over my knees and chiding me for running about with such terrible injuries. After that they started laughing at my silliness. Ohwells, it's a sign of concern I reckon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can totally feel the wounds opening up again whenever I climb steps. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yuck5ea.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/090608.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Removed my ugly wounds with Photoshop, I'm so wonderful.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to study at SK library on Monday morning, it was very accomplishing indeed. Charlene, Yunqi and I sent Calbeethepapa off to Canberra in the evening. &lt;i&gt;Partly because he demanded so, but I'd have suggested anyway.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Bon voyage, &lt;i&gt;Ka-chng&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! ♥ After that was dinner, then girls talk at Yunqi's place. Been ages since I'd last been there. Love late night talks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/kungfupanda.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;Kungfu Panda&lt;/b&gt; on Tuesday afternoon at The Cathay, and it's super duper good! I've never liked watching cartoons in cinemas, but I really, really enjoyed this one. &lt;i&gt;Big butt, flabby arms, ridiculous belly.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt; XiaoJun said &lt;b&gt;Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian&lt;/b&gt; (QianYe prefers 'Lesbian') is better, but I guess it's really about the person whom you watch the movie with. Obviously we'd want to watch a &lt;u&gt;panda&lt;/u&gt; show right? Haha. Met Bryan, some juniors and a couple of old friends, what an interesting coincidence. And Clown hit my knee with his knee, excruciating, no less. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yuck5ea.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played mahjong at JiaYin's house with JiaMin and Puppet after dinner. Puppet bought me this very weird, but very cute, pig hairband from UK. Damn hilarious, it can make pig snorts! Silly fellow Piscean, and thanks, I really like it! Watched &lt;b&gt;Transformers&lt;/b&gt; late in the night with JiaMin while JiaYin slept, and called for Macs delivery 'cause I was starving like crazy. Got blackmailed by Clown on MSN to sleep at around 3am. I admit that he's damn difficult to reject, but I'm tougher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;u dun slp thn i oso dun slp :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;HAH OKAY LOR&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to a few late-nighters online, and eventually went to sleep at 4.30am after winning a 七台 on Viwawa. Mahjong drains my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vaguely remember waking up to see JiaHui sitting on my stomach the next morning, but Aunty Rose called her out and I went back to sleep. When I woke up again at 11am, the house was empty (JiaYin left for school!) and JiaMin was still asleep. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/hmpf9lu.gif" border="0"&gt; Found the keys, so I let myself out of the house and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to Yunqi's for tennis in the evening. I only played for a bit, but it was more than enough 'cause my wounds starting oozing blood-liquid after that. Continued with our girls talk, and it ended with me crying until I reached home. Whoa, I really cannot take it when we talk about death issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, no more emoness! Everything's back to normal, finally. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/blush.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-3532407565674368803?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3532407565674368803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=3532407565674368803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3532407565674368803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3532407565674368803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/06/pandamonium.html' title='Pandamonium!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2666154499999879261</id><published>2008-06-07T10:43:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T00:42:11.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Another Week</title><content type='html'>An idiot just tagged something extremely ridiculous on a friend's tagboard. I have nothing against people who are in a different stream from me, but I do have something against people who say things without thinking. These people just gave me even more reasons to be an elitist. Just happens that I grew up with people from N(A), N(T) and ITE, but none of them are so... Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;to shumei:&lt;/b&gt; so wad if your english is gd? there's nth to be proud of. you're from a NT class in sec sch yet still want care about ppl's problem. i tink you should jux care about urself 1st barhhx?&lt;/blockquote&gt;Yeah, I'm from N(T). My PSLE score is like, &lt;b&gt;26.6 -3&lt;/b&gt; 'cause I took up Higher Chinese and failed. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog has become the official platform to discuss whether Josh or WeiSheng is &lt;font color="red"&gt;hotter&lt;/font&gt; amongst the juniors. I bet the rest of the Facs/OTs are all jealous of the amount of attention which they're receiving. Next time we shall make them treat the rest of us to make up for our great emotional insecurities! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://incessant-ranting.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;ZongXian&lt;/a&gt; is the best! "This entire post is actually for Shumei, cause she missed our entire chalet. Poor her. Please get well soon?" Yup, didn't go for BSP Facs/OTs chalet -plays pre-recorded sobbing as background music-, but all is not lost! Had my little doses of fun over the past week (can breathe!), and managed to catch up with a few people too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02 JUNE 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/060208.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaMin came back from China! Picked her up with JiaYin and her dad at the airport after dinner (this is what happens when your best friend lives like, 2min away and you can walk to her house blind-folded), and she bought me a pretty bracelet which is equally fun to play with. TYVM! The first non-China-related thing which JM said to me was,&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"ShuMei! Let's go KTV!!!"&lt;/font&gt; Hahaha, can't wait for Puppet to come back and Clown's prelims to be over, then we can go sing to our hearts' content. Rojaks ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03 JUNE 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/060308.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied, and got a surprise visit from Clown who said he'd drop by for "a while". &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/giggle4li.gif" border="0"&gt; He's getting more hardworking to travel these days, haha. But he didn't wanna study his Chemistry, lazy bum. *pokes* Anyway, now my handphone has an extremely &lt;i&gt;cute&lt;/i&gt; face as wallpaper, or so he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04 JUNE 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY, MIN!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/handphones2002dec-2008june.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually managed to settle with a phone. From the first one when Charlene and I were exchanging those messages of a gazillion symbols to each other (I kinda miss them), to having a non-monochrome phone for three weeks, to receiving sweet low-res MMSes in the cute cigarette-box flip phone, to having the same weirdly-shaped phone as Gabriel (right down to the exact same theme), to mixing up handphones with JiaYin every other day, to, finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/lgviewty.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LG KU990R VIEWTY&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene and JiaYin came over at night (spontaneous is good), and we talked 'til 11pm. A pity Yunqi couldn't make it, girl talks are always lovely and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05 JUNE 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/060508.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong session at Fiona's house, and her mom was really nice (again) and picked us up (again). We're such terrible and troublesome kids. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yuck5ea.gif" border="0"&gt; My hands weren't itching, unlike what Fiona predicted, but I never got around to playing maid either, ohwells. We taught Jaren and JunSean the basics of Mahjong, and guess what, they got addicted. Caleb won like nobody's business, 连庄 'til he got bored enough to want to play his PSP instead. Oh, Fiona's mom gave a very cool suggestion for the next gathering! Low budget, healthy, beautiful scenery (I assume), lots of chitchats, overnight stay. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good talk with JiaMin and JiaYin at night. JY's so retarded, it's amusing. And she sent an ultra embarrassing SMS to Charlene using my phone. &lt;i&gt;She loves white top &amp; green pants, hah.&lt;/i&gt; All I can say is, JY is disgustingly evil and Char knows me better than I thought! &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06 JUNE 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/060608.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;Lazy bum&lt;/font&gt; surprised me yet again with his hardworking-ness to travel! Boredom drives people to do things out of their nature, haha. We mugged for an hour. It's damn weird to see him do work so diligently. But all's well, it's time to study for prelims anyway. And he likes to look at my handphone wallpaper and smile at/to himself. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/blush0tx.gif" border="0"&gt; Eh, wahlao, why my hair so black!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2666154499999879261?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2666154499999879261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2666154499999879261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2666154499999879261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2666154499999879261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/06/yet-another-week.html' title='Yet Another Week'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4458238190359053245</id><published>2008-06-02T12:57:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:29:32.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BSP Facs &amp; Rojak</title><content type='html'>My nasal infection is, literally, killing me. I cannot breathe! With my nose anyway. Good grief. This is what happens when you religiously take the prescribed medicine for a couple of days, then drop it for an entire week. Been sleeping a lot (more than 5hours per day!!!) since we broke camp, but I'm still feeling really tired these days when I reach home from various activities. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31 MAY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/053108.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Clown at J8 in the afternoon and we arcaded all the way. I think he can own WeiSheng at the hammer game! ;) Walked around J8, and looked at the insects exhibition. Yeah, we were that bored. Ohohoh, we went up to Level &lt;b&gt;10&lt;/b&gt; (!) of J8 in a smelly elevator while waiting for JiaYin and Puppet's grand arrival. Headed for &lt;b&gt;寻梦演唱会 2008&lt;/b&gt; at Botanical Gardens in the evening after dinner at Pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched for about an hour, and left after I was done taking a couple of photos of SiQuan, HuiHua and Paopao on stage. I really went for &lt;u&gt;solely&lt;/u&gt; the sake of supporting them, haha. ZhiYang got plumper, I think, but that's besides the point. Wanted to go search for paranormal stuff, but ended up going back to Serangoon for supper because we didn't know where the old Indian Embassy is and Puppet and JY were strongly against ghosts-hunting. I got addicted to Mac's Green Tea icecream, damn nice dam nice! And bon voyage, Puppet, don't miss us too much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;01 JUNE 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/060108.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at noon, and managed to rush down to Serangoon MRT by 12.40pm. I still have no idea why I bothered to go down so early when we were supposed to meet at 1pm. It's a miracle, I was actually early! PeiXian said I still smelled like Colgate when I met them, hahaha. Really just woke up okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at R.K., and the people there were practically forcing me to order something other than &lt;i&gt;teh tarik&lt;/i&gt;. We took a million years to get to Ervin's house. Anyway, thanks Ervin, for &lt;s&gt;volunteering&lt;/s&gt; surrendering to our relentless whining to hold it at your house. Finally settled down, yay. And even though it was supposed to be a movie &lt;u&gt;marathon&lt;/u&gt;, we only managed to cover &lt;b&gt;Ghost Game&lt;/b&gt;, which wasn't scary at all. -.- I quote PeiXian, "dolby screaming sound effect by tj". Man, that was super imba! I think her scream was as loud as all the other screams put together, and a bit more. Cracked us up anyway! Eugene the evil Lala kept knocking his elbow against my head. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at about 5.30pm, with TongJing exiting the house last as she escaped from the grasps of &lt;b&gt;Shutter&lt;/b&gt; 5min into the show. She's damn adorable! Cant remember who I held this conversation with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Eh, watch &lt;b&gt;Eye 10&lt;/b&gt; la, it's funny."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Really ah?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Yeah, it's not scary at all!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Just don't watch &lt;b&gt;Shutter&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Shutter&lt;/b&gt;'s also funny what! Haha!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"What the..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Whaaaat?" O_o&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Cannot trust your sense of humour."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;T.T&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second miracle of the day, a lazy bum actually travelled to meet. *faints in shock* Met the silly Clown back at Serangoon in the evening, and we played Monopoly (boredom!) till I got bankrupt and he had his hands on all the properties. Even managed to build a few hotels. I'm terrible at managing finances. -.-" Dinner was Green Tea icecream, and we talked till midnight. Nice, I like late night talks. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4458238190359053245?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4458238190359053245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4458238190359053245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4458238190359053245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4458238190359053245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/06/bsp-facs-rojak.html' title='BSP Facs &amp; Rojak'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2136491852857993948</id><published>2008-05-30T20:08:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T12:24:03.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我们全都是精英！</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Videos can be played! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I freaked Ervin out on the second night! LOL SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote, " then i went to the swing to sit for i think half an hour? it was quite freaky lah cos when u close ur eyes and relax and hear the footsteps of shumei and zhikai, damn freaky! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 31 MAY 2008, 11.37AM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bicultural Studies Programme (BSP) Camp 2008 ended, and I'm missing our zi-highness already! T.T We managed to bond really, really well together despite coming from four different schools (NYGH, HCI, DHS &amp; RV). Damn amazing. The Sec Threes this year were super stoned, but we managed to pull everything off pretty well 'cause we're so wonderful. Great job, Organising Team &amp; Facilitators! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SiQuan, HuiHua, XingYun, Yvonne, ShuYun, PeiShi, Josh, Ervin, WenHao, ZhiKai, Christine QianYe, YiRan, Mabel, Nicole, LiMei, Eva, TongJing, PeiXian, Patricia, YiJiao, BoJia, WeiSheng, YiDa, XinHui, Audrey, Sherry, YingTing, Madeleine, Michelle, Vivien, Eugene, TianYu, ZongXian. ♥♥♥ About a week ago, we were playing icebreakers like Wacko ourselves. Unbelievable. Quoting SiQuan who got strangely serious before breaking camp,&lt;font color="green"&gt;"You know last year's Facs and OTs are still very bonded? So y'all must be the same, okay?"&lt;/font&gt; Yes, sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27 May 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200801.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Sports School in the morning, and settled into our rooms. Roomed with Michelle, but I didn't touch my bed at all for the three days can! Damn zhai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200802.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some MOE guy gave an opening speech, followed by the first lecture by a researcher from NUS. Facs excused ourselves from the lecture to help OTs with games logistics outside the audiotorium. YiRan drew a nice world map! AEP 就是 AEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200803.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids got separated into groups and Facs had to get them to bond. Whoa my group (Group 16) was s&lt;i&gt;ooooo&lt;/i&gt; stoned I thought some of them got fossilized in the process of 破冰游戏. Anyway, played with Vivien's group, and Group 17 was more hyped! Straw game, Wacko, 大风吹 (I love this game!), Spiderweb game, and we added in Truth or Dare for the fun of it. Eugene's group was crazily high on forfeits, it was super funny! Sudden influx of pole-dancing forfeits from various groups. TianYu and ZhiKai became the poles! Nobody wanted to do forfeits on stage for both Groups 16 &amp; 17. I even volunteered to do with them okay, but got rejected. Sadded. :( The only &lt;u&gt;slightly&lt;/u&gt; more interesting thing was that a couple of girls from my group asked me about WeiSheng. -inserts WeiSheng's smug look- Tsktsktsk. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200804.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lousy 水墨画 lecture was next. The lecturer was seriously pro, he just repeated his whole lecture from last year's camp. Everything 100% identical! The only difference was that he had to stand instead of sit this year, of which he complained to the audience before he began his lecture. The row of Facs sitting together were busy trying to recall the slides which we have seen before. Turned out to be exactly the same, except that we all somehow didn't remember seeing a couple of the slides each - but the slides which we didn't remember seeing were all different. Figured that all of us probably fell asleep at a certain point of this same lecture last year, HAHA. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200805.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made group flag and group cheer. I think most of the Facs were really proud of their groups! :D My group called themselves &lt;b&gt;石头&lt;/b&gt; 'cause they were really stoned and they knew it. Turned out to clash with YiDa's Group 10. -.- WeiSheng's Group 9 is called &lt;b&gt;九五至尊&lt;/b&gt;! Sounds really royal, I like! :D Best was TongJing's &lt;s&gt;carplate&lt;/s&gt; Group 4, hahaha. "大家好，我们是 &lt;B&gt;SWH4567Y&lt;/b&gt;!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200806.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facs/OTs spent dinner setting up the game stations. I became the official photographer for the camp, and got changed from Fac to OT. Swapped roles with Michelle and she took my group instead. They said they only missed bullying me, sianzzz. Games were really fun! A lot of screaming and running about, everyone turned wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200807.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was busy taking photos when Josh convinced me to help him with his station. I was just supposed to throw flour at groups which failed the given task okay, but it was way more than what we had expected. Too much flour/fun already! Facs/OTs started some flour war (I started smearing Facs' faces with flour when they came to our station, heheh), then the kids got super interested and decided to give us a taste of what we gave them. We threw flour at them, they threw stuff on the world map at us. I got egg on my back 'cause someone got siao and threw a broken egg into my shirt. Then some kid from Dunman smeared an eggs+noodles combination on me. Josh best la, eggs at the crotch and Facs decided to burst a bag of flour on him. Which explains why both of us ended up looking like this at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200808.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers told us to get away from them. :( Quoting from &lt;a href="http://sleeping-time.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;WeiSheng blog&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;font color="brown"&gt;" haha nxt station was josh and shumei! HAHA DAMN DIRTY LA! how to find malaysia! LOL thn shumei was happily and evilly throwing flour at my grp members la! LOL. "&lt;/font&gt; It was extremely fun while it lasted! :D Omg YiJiao said WeiSheng came back looking the cleanest, I think I forgot to throw flour at him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took over an hour cleaning up the entire basketball court while the other Facs/OTs cleared the hall. Cold, tired, hungry, dirty, and still working - bagus right? Went back to my room to bathe, and went to work on the montage with ZhiKai. Found some people still wandering about past midnight, so we shoo-ed them to bed. Took out the plug of the vending machine and plugged in that of the laptop into the powerpoint. :p I fell asleep at 3+am and woke up to find myself hugging the laptop for warmth in the sitting position &lt;u&gt;next to the vending machine&lt;/u&gt;, haha. Damn pro la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28 May 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTs met at 5+am, and I was totally in a daze. It was only at like, 10am when I was fully awake and realised that I wore my contact lens to sleep. And I continued wearing them throughout the whole day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200809.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the day off with a lecture on I-forgot-what-topic. Was falling asleep, so I went around taking photos of kids sleeping to keep myself awake. :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200810.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The various groups had time to prepare for their group items, and Facs were given time off to rest. Laoshi gave me special permission to sleep whenever I feel tired, but I was too energetic! On a strange high basically, and a few of us Facs went around probing into the groups' performances while the rest went back to sleep, haha. Played Truth/Dare, and Patricia hugged (a very confused) Josh! Scandalous! I still owe them a dare. :p Maybe they'll forget about it... *prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian Film Archive screening was really quite boring. Lucky I got called out to help ZhiKai and XingYun with preparation of food for the kids. Could've died just watching the documentary on China Olyumpics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200811.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the camp! I thought the groups put up a great show generally, and the schools were lovely as well. For a moment, I thought Hwachong was gonna sing 《对面的女孩》 again. There was breakdance, better than their seniors by a bit. :p Nanyang was... Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200812.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facs item was pretty good, though it would have been so much better if we didn't cut so many scenes. Ohwells. YiDa played the "piano" like typing, super cute! After I told him that, he started playing gayly. -.- The ZongXian-Sherry scandal, hahaha. OT item was just, &lt;b&gt;whoa!&lt;/b&gt; It blew the audience away, especially with SiQuan and HuiHua's breakdancing. Oh, and ZhiKai and Ervin's gayness. :D Josh skidded across the stage on his knees and gave Mabel a bunch of flowers, shuai! Cannot estimate the number of girls Josh and WeiSheng managed to smitten &amp; ZhiKai and Ervin managed to disgust, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200813.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Party time!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Facs/OTs zi-highing finally got the kids to go highhhh with us! :D Running around, jumping about, it was freaking HIGH! Ohohoh, and the cannot-be-missed dancefloor! Damn cool! SiQuan, HuiHua, WeiSheng started to PK breakdance and we all just went &lt;b&gt;wild&lt;/b&gt;! It was cr&lt;i&gt;aaaaaaaa&lt;/i&gt;zy. I managed to get a (very dark :( ) video of SiQuand and HuiHua dancing before Facs/OTs decided we shouldn't concentrate on the three imba guys. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/BSPCamp01.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn down the volume, it's loud!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held hands and formed our circle and just ran around and got even higher! Then ran around and around the auditorium! High high high! I think I'm getting old, cannot jump as hard or run around as much already, ahhhh. Still love the highness though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200814.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facs/OTs sat down by the edge of the stage and waved our arms to the music. Kids were still running and high-ing by themselves. The teachers couldn't do anything about the mad situation, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/BSPCamp02.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volume down too, please!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got everyone to calm down, and it was time for group photo-taking. SiQuan,&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Eh, you come and take photos for them can? We got shaky hands after dancing!"&lt;/font&gt; Whoa, but my hands also damn shaky please. Everyone was dead tired. After we sent the kids to bed, Facs/OTs had to gather back and guess what, laoshi bought us Macs! Woohoo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200815.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lovely supper (was already 12.30am), ZhiKai, Josh, HuiHua and I went to work on the montage while the others played cards or went to sleep. Finally remembered to take out my contacts after &lt;b&gt;42hours&lt;/b&gt;. Then Eugene said I looked damn old with specs, like 30+ years old. Wahlao, heartache. I don't wanna wear specs anymore! Knocked out at 5am while doing the montage. This time I slept next to the lift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29 May 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6am and continued sieving out photos. I swear I looked like a zombie all over again. Waited for ZhiKai to wake up while talking to QianYe who popped by to check out how things were going. I had musleaches on my legs from &lt;b&gt;sitting&lt;/b&gt; cross-legged while sleeping for two consecutive nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the auditorium to dump the laptops and cameras, and we walked all the way (I really despise the long walk on the black tracks between the hostel and the auditorium, so long for what?!?!?!) back to our rooms to pack up. Met the Facs who were already on the way to the dining hall for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Whoa, you put down your stuff at the audi already ah? So fast!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"I haven't even gone back to my room yet man!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last lecture, and I totally missed it 'cause we were rushing out the montage. Rush rush rush, then laoshi was like,&lt;font color="green"&gt;"你们在 11.30am 之前一定要完成 okay!"&lt;/font&gt; And we did! :D Finished publishing the movie just as the emcees were done with the prize-giving ceremony. x.x The montage marks the end of a great camp, espcially with the last photo as SiQuan's flying butt HAHA. I'll make sure I add WeiSheng's 十连拍 and Josh's 五连拍 into the edited montage! We omitted them 'cause the track was too short, sad sad sad. Cannot disappoint their fans. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200816.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little buffer time was left, and this was when the Sec Threes came up to Facs/OTs to ask for photographs taken and phone numbers. A bit strange that some girls actually asked us OTs to take photographs with them though, I think it's because of the guys haha. After the various schools left, Facs/OTs cleaned up the place and we finally broke camp. Wow. The bunch of us then went for lunch at Pizzahut! :D Chao funny to eat with them, we made a hell lot of noise and told lame and dirty jokes LOL. YiDa's &lt;font color="blue"&gt;"人多好办事"&lt;/font&gt; still cracks me up! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some of us who were not as tired went arcade! It's crazy, the amount of energy we have in us. Some random guy (let's assume he didn't go through three days of tiring camp facilitation) decided to PK WeiSheng and &lt;u&gt;lost&lt;/u&gt;, hahaha. I pwnzed at BishBashi! :D Played the bowling game with ZongXian, and Daytona against WeiSheng and Eugene. Guess who came in first man. ;D Was watching Eugene getting owned at another round of Daytona when WeiSheng suddenly nudged me and we went to play a free game of Juraissic Park, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, slept for a couple of hours, and woke up to talk to Facs online before I got D/Ced. Then I went back to sleep again (for 14hours). Damn tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/bscpcamp200817.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facs/OTs chalet coming up in less than a week (!), gonna be super fun man! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2136491852857993948?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2136491852857993948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2136491852857993948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2136491852857993948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2136491852857993948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='我们全都是精英！'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4703333898210981886</id><published>2008-05-26T11:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T15:03:39.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calbeethepapa Turns Sixteen</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, am back from BSP Camp 2008 (and kinda rested), so I can finally upload photos! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Charlene, Caleb, SungMing and Marcus at Serangoon Interchange before we headed to his house for a little birthday get-together. :) Decided to give Caleb his mystery present. What we didn't know was that SungMing already told him that we bought him Bleach manga books, so essentially Caleb didn't believe that we bought him a few boxes of expensive Calvin Klein briefs. Sian. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out for a couple of hours at his house, and I guess I'm not &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; into Nintendo Wii. ChunKeet came, then Marcus left, and the rest of us had Sakae buffet for dinner at Rivervale Mall together with Fiona. I think we ate an average of ten plates of sushi each (I spammed on salmon :D), excluding udon and mochi icecream. I replaced mochi with 2.5 bowls of udon (Fiona's and Charlene's combined), and forced my appetite back. Talked about many things, and it was really fun(ny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/05260801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Caleb, the dearest birthday boy, had a good time. I know I did. &lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/5748/thredrobotmu4.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 29 MAY 2008, 06.54PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm at Caleb's house now and the rest are playing Nintendo Wii while I'm amazed at my mp3's ability to surf the net with lovely Wifi. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/05260802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Charlene's so bored that she's reading Archie comics. SungMing just lost to Caleb at the Wii Boxing game twice LOL. Of course,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY, CALEB/CALBEE(THEPAPA)/COUSIN! &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4703333898210981886?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4703333898210981886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4703333898210981886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4703333898210981886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4703333898210981886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-im-at-calebs-house-now-and-rest.html' title='Calbeethepapa Turns Sixteen'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-7009798110048863523</id><published>2008-05-25T21:29:00.034+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:45:36.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOOD LUCK TO ALL WHO ARE TAKING CHINESE O'S TOMORROW! &lt;/b&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24 MAY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for &lt;b&gt;The Arena: Grand Finals&lt;/b&gt; (Raffles Institution vs Nanyang Girls' High School), and even though we're not allowed to disclose the results, it's quite easy to guess who's the grand champion. I did, anyway. Oh yeah, Jason Chan (the host) did his Green Samurai Ranger thing for us, much to our amusement. I think Ashish has a quirky sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/042408.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25 MAY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/lolhappybirthdaycaleb2008.jpg" border="2" /&gt;Caleb's sixteenth birthday is coming up! He totally demanded a Crumpler from us, then changed it to a PSP Slim, and changed it again to Bleach manga. Lovely. Charlene, Cecilia and I decided to share a birthday gift for Zhutou because Tousmuhly is just really special. Anyway, I was out today scouting for the &lt;b&gt;perfect&lt;/b&gt; present. Seriously, Crumpler is too expensive, and us poor secondary school students simply cannot afford it. Caleb rejected our offers for cheap-skate PSP accessories. :( That leaves Bleach, but most unfortunately, all three of us think it's simply stupid. Thus, we dismissed the idea, hah! No Bleach for you, &lt;s&gt;Saleb&lt;/s&gt; Caleb! Guess what we bought him. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had the urge to dial and donate to past charity shows on Mediacorp. My family donated just for the sake of donating. I stopped watching those shows after I turned 12 or something. Those stunts got pretty pointless after a while. Yes, the artistes (and not forgetting a particular well-educated monk) meant well. But you don't have to poke your throat with chopsticks, stick your tongue to a fan, eat charcoal, climb buildings at the CBD, and do all the risky things. What they garnered was not heart-felt sympathy for the victims, more like support for artistes' (and monk's) efforts. We didn't get to understand the pain of the victims, essentially. Today's charity show is different. No stunts, just poems and photos and songs and speeches, and it's the first time I &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; want to donate. Cried like siao. We are blessed, folks. I'd never liked Jack Neo, but I really like the song which J-Team sang tonight. And I really want to be a photographer at these disaster sites, just to capture all the love and all the sadness. It's beautiful, but in an extremely depressing way. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the suckers who did those dirty businesses should be the dead ones! Natural disasters, yes, but never forget those idiots who kept money required to build proper infrastructure for themselves. Holy crap, they're experiencing quakes in BeiJing. Half my class is there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-7009798110048863523?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7009798110048863523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=7009798110048863523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7009798110048863523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7009798110048863523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/05/tt.html' title='T.T'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-6961147035670346806</id><published>2008-05-19T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T10:56:14.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog has perished.</title><content type='html'>I kinda acknowledged that fact. Seriously, it's a miracle that people even visit this blog. It's never been &lt;b&gt;this&lt;/b&gt; dead. It won't be much alive in the future either. Ditto for the blogger. You guys know that I usually update only when there are gatherings right? No gatherings = no updates, and thus this blog will only be kind of, a bit, slightly alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a super passive and "deflated" state of mind now, especially with regards to human relations and gatherings, so please don't expect much from me. Hmm yeah, no hype. Just some random stuff to update here. I really have nothing to blog about. Haven't been going out, haven't been touching The Rebel (I can practically hear my baby calling out for me to get the shutter going), haven't been smiling, haven't been talking to human beings, haven't been the old self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been studying though. I swore to become a super mugger. I amaze myself. The amount time which I spent on books during the past week was more than that which I'd spent on them throughout the whole of last year. The lack of distractions of having to plan anything boosted my commitment to studying. SK library has become my second home. The attendant at the cafe recognises me already. "Hi. Cocoa Mocha Addiction, right?" Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/random05200802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can play Jay Chou's latest album like, four times while studying at the library. Been replaying 《周大侠》 (the &lt;b&gt;Kungfu Dunk&lt;/b&gt; "豆腐、功夫" song) many times over as well, I can rap it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11 May 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/051108.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with Charlene and Caleb for a (lousy) movie marathon. A variety of show ratings, but I didn't enjoy any one of them. &lt;b&gt;Tristan &amp; Isolde&lt;/b&gt; (PG) was boring (Charlene would beg to differ/protest here) but slightly more interesting than I'd thought it would be, due to the war scenes which I kinda enjoyed. I thought &lt;b&gt;Lust, Caution&lt;/b&gt; (NC16) would be interesting, but it disappointed me. Lucky I didn't bother to sneak into the cinemas for it, seriously mundane. Or maybe the R21 version is the good one, but I think I just don't get Ang Lee's artsy-fartsy stuff. &lt;b&gt;Epic Movie&lt;/b&gt; (M18, unedited version) was stupid. Really crude humour which even I didn't find funny after a while. Basically a crap movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the many days after that mugging, stoning, and smsing. That's all I remember ever doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/random05200801.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been cooking for myself these days since I totally have no mood to get out of the house besides to go to school and the library to study. IKEA sausages make pretty substantial food, a packet of five can last me for half a day. Cloning module for sabbaticals was pretty interesting. We altered the genes of bacteria and cultured really cool ones which were able to glow under UV light. Translation module was much less entertaining than I thought. The only relatively more interesting part was when my group came up with 30+ chinese words/phrases for the word "carry". Jocelyn and YiHui taught me how to write my name in Japanese! Though I can't remember in which script, this language is too complicated for me. I took an extremely long time to perfect the "me" part. Eh, Fiona, it's correct right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-6961147035670346806?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6961147035670346806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=6961147035670346806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6961147035670346806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6961147035670346806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/05/o.html' title='This blog has perished.'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-8419618007355637656</id><published>2008-05-08T21:38:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T20:44:06.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again, Light We See</title><content type='html'>It's this kind of insecurity which I dread. It was supposed to be some group effort kinda thing, but to hell with that. I should have seen it coming, with everyone getting more uncontactable and busier gradually. Had to call off a couple of gatherings, and even though I got really angry with myself, I decided that I'm seriously not going to bother anymore. Not during this hols anyway. It may just be the best June ever. Shall claim that I'm not free, just like everyone else. I have CCA, Council work, school work, camps and tests too. Thus, I am going to disappear into Muggerdom. *disapparates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 16 MAY 2008, 11.58PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, feels wonderful to be &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; blogging after &lt;i&gt;soooo&lt;/i&gt; long. I don't fancy publishing walls of words, especially since my font is so bloody small. Not the least bit attractive, IMHO. &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Oneshotdown&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; has reading value again! Awesome, I shall spam photos, hahaha. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26 April 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/042608.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with Charlene and Caleb, and it was rather successful. Until the pizzas came, anyway. We had 5⅓ slices of pizzas &lt;b&gt;each&lt;/b&gt; for dinner, and even I could barely finish 'em. &lt;i&gt;Charlene tried to pass off by eating only 4 slices, ahem.&lt;/i&gt; Got pretty sick of pepperoni after that. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yuck5ea.gif" border="0"&gt; Talked about random issues while Caleb tried to maintain his &lt;s&gt;non-existent&lt;/s&gt; lousy dining etiquette. Decided to play cards (I won Taidi hands down, hah!) and watch soccer because nobody could concentrate on work anymore. Penalty kicks give me the thrills. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/giggle4li.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 April 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04300801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04300802.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwachong and Nanyang gathered for the annual Combined Sports Meet, no lessons! It was pretty nice this year, I think. Managed to take loads of interesting photos and I really enjoyed myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04300803.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Caleb, I did manage to photoshop away your fallen belt, lol. Blurred photos though, 'cause I was too &lt;i&gt;paiseh&lt;/i&gt; to go to the middle part of the field to take photos. And since HCI's field is really a &lt;u&gt;stadium&lt;/u&gt;, it was tough. Anyway, Caleb was playing with the Symphonic/Military/Concert Band (depending on the occasion, how versatile) for the CSM opening. I think the band major managed to smitten half the girls in my school with his performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04300804.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HanJing pulled me to her *points to picture on the left*, and I simply couldn't resist. Nanyang girls. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/oooh9ut.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted Aaron running 4x100m relay for Pro-Ed B Div (didn't see him jump though! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/hmpf9lu.gif" border="0"&gt;), and met him after his race. I was &lt;b&gt;almost&lt;/b&gt; certain that he was gonna dao me, but he didn't. &lt;i&gt;Good thing too, or else...&lt;/i&gt; Saw Warren and Calbeethepapa after CSM as well. Oh, the best part was when some of the Hwachong International School councillors recognised me and waved. They're super cute. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/blush0tx.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04300805.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Councillors &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; get really, really high while cheering, and even higher when the student body cheers with us. Oh, yes, we love that. &lt;b&gt;NYSC FTW!&lt;/b&gt; Anyway, Nanyang clinched both first and third places in the Teachers' Race. Thrashed Hwachong, as usual. *flips hair ala MeanGirls style* Lost Best Cheer to the College Section. Quite sad, I thought we were relatively more enthusiastic this year. Kept hearing &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"A-A-Athena! We are Athena!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;Why are we so pro? We are Apollo!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;Artemis&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Ares&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; got overpowered, I assume, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04300806.jpg" border="2" /&gt;Had &lt;b&gt;Tousmuhly&lt;/b&gt; gathering! &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; It's been so long, indeed. We should totally meet up more often, y'know. It's always so spastic and fun(ny) and stupid and silly, it's crazy. Oh, being a normal (i.e. narcissistic) Tou, I shall declare that I love Jiaoluotou the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Zhutou after his test, and we were stalked by his schoolmates. How nice. We're such an such attention-catching duo. I know, right? Plaza Singapura was flooded with our schoolmates, and it was kinda disgusting now that I think of it. Numerous stinky, sweaty school boys and girls terrorizing a relatively small shopping mall after sports meet. Whoa, gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantou and Shitou finally arrived after a million years. Miscommunication, urgh. We caught &lt;b&gt;Iron Man&lt;/b&gt;! It was really good. The gadgets were cool and pretty, the plot was incredulous yet incredible, and the humour was fabulous! Couldn't get over the "backfiring" part even hours after the show, hahaha. Oh, I want Stark's car (Stark4!!!), it's so &lt;b&gt;whoa!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/love2ok.gif" border="0"&gt; Had LJS for (light) dinner, and we headed home after I bought my brownies. It was good meeting up with the Tous again! *contented smile* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03 May 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/050308.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Pastamania with Charlene, Fiona and Jaren before we headed to RJC for &lt;b&gt;《绝爱.情》&lt;/b&gt;. It was quite a decent performance I'd say, but then again, perhaps not that decent after all. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/cheeky6un.gif" border="0"&gt; I thought the last play was a tad bit too long and draggy, but pro-homosexuality Fiona loved it, haha. RI's play was about this rich idiot fighting over a parking lot with an honest uncle. No prizes for guessing which character Bryan played. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt; Despite it being a &lt;b&gt;Chinese&lt;/b&gt; drama performance, 70% of Bryan's lines were in &lt;b&gt;English&lt;/b&gt;. I thought I could have a good laugh, awww. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/cry6pq.gif" border="0"&gt; And while Fiona tends to give me really nice photos, Bryan gave me a fright. Okay, maybe I should take that back, haha. Too bad I can't blackmail him with such photographs, because knowing Bryan, he's perfectly fine with them. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper after which, and I was either suffering from gastric or indigestion. Still have no idea whether I was too hungry during the course of the performance but didn't realise until much later or I ate too fast during dinner. Anyhoo, it was just really terrible. Finished our food past midnight, so Fiona's mom kindly drove us home. &lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/5748/thredrobotmu4.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04 May 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/050408.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held a belated birthday party for JiaYin and Marcus at KTV ♥♥♥ (I admit, the addiction to KTV is going a bit too far), and I shall assume that everyone pretty much enjoyed themselves. So there were a few screw-ups, and the turn-out was pathetic (I was convinced that JY has bad karma, that's why.), but it wasn't all that bad I think! Clown and Puppet probably didn't feel as intimidated, we could cram into the small KTV room and thus saved a bit of money, and I didn't have to worry about anyone feeling out of place because the group was too big. Every cloud has a silver lining eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost forgot to mention, Puppet and Clown tried to kill us with their singing.  &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/857441023ow.gif" border="0"&gt; I swear it was some kinda homicide plot. And I pledge to &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; let them have the mikes to Linkin' Park songs again, ever. Bloody hell. Damn scary okay, once they start (screaming) they can't stop. Go back to singing nice songs like "Way Back Into Love" or 《北极星的眼泪》 or something! You guys should make good use of your nice voices. Even those light-hearted ones are better than Numb. *curses under breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Clown and ChunKeet. CK ate &lt;b&gt;three&lt;/b&gt; McChicken burgers and still felt "alright". I felt full after finishing my medium fries, and I thought I have quite a good appetite. He's super freaky can! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/shocked5tb.gif" border="0"&gt; I smacked Clown's straw (almightly Jaren is of great influence!), and he had a super tough time drinking, much to my amusement. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/cheeky6un.gif" border="0"&gt; Oh, he just declared war on me. I shall win, muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta thank Charlene and Zina for popping by even though they couldn't stay on. Sorry for making you guys rush! And of course, must thank Marcus who made time for it despite being in the middle of his prelims. And the rest for giving me enough face to reply if you were going at all. I dislike dao-ers. It doesn't matter that MYAs, prelims and common tests are over (for now). We can have fun, but we shall be good and prepare for what's to come too. Must pwnz the Big O's and EOYs! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-8419618007355637656?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8419618007355637656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=8419618007355637656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/8419618007355637656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/8419618007355637656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/05/again-light-we-see.html' title='Again, Light We See'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5813734096478327732</id><published>2008-04-20T21:46:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:02:35.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat-fun-day</title><content type='html'>It was an extremely busy day, but I had truckloads of fun! Primary school gatherings always give me the tingly feeling, and we &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; end up with tons of laughter despite some &lt;i&gt;pangseh&lt;/i&gt;-ing and little bits of disagreement. &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the morning in town doing flagday. Being the thick-skinned SM, I managed to get &lt;b&gt;1.5 tins&lt;/b&gt; (I filled up one tin and went back for an empty one from the organisation) of donations before the designated end time. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt; It made me feel so much better for leaving early. Rushed from town to home, had a quick shower, and I was out of the house within 15min (inclusive of shower time)! My best record ever. ChunKeet, Gabriel and I ended up waiting for dear SungMing for half an hour at Serangoon Macs, ahem. *looks at Twin pointedly* On the bus ride to SCGS, we met Puppet, Clown, and their friend(s). Puppet really did seem a bit uh, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;apprehensive&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of SungMing. Scary rugby player. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCGS Carnival was alright. Met up with JiaYin, Yunqi, Warren, JunDe, Marcus, Jane and Carina there. Since we were all wearing black tops, the bunch of us looked like &lt;b&gt;mafia&lt;/b&gt;, HAHA. Should have taken a picture, I regret! And sorry Yunqi, forgot to pop by your house to get your tickets. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/cry6pq.gif" border="0"&gt; We finished spending our tickets that the bunch of us bought eight pitas (the guy at the counter asked me if I said &lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt; pita or &lt;b&gt;eight&lt;/b&gt; pitas, lol), three drinks, and some random snacks to share amongst ourselves. That was how desperate we wanted to get rid of them. :X JD &lt;i&gt;pangseh&lt;/i&gt;-ed us midway, and the rest of us left SCGS for a superduper fun KTV session at Cineleisure KBox without him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph, lousy JD. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/shit.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04190801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realised that the guys can sing so well, omg. Marcus is damn good at Cantonese songs, and SungMing was &lt;b&gt;WHOA!&lt;/b&gt; at singing 《约定》. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/love2ok.gif" border="0"&gt; We must go out to sing more often! First primary school friends KTV session, and it was fabulous. I was pretty exhausted from singing at the end of it though, 'cause I always sing mike-less. I drown everyone else out whenever I sing into the microphone. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/hmpf9lu.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the rest of the Rojaks didn't do for &lt;b&gt;A Hatful of Stars II&lt;/b&gt; (hate being &lt;i&gt;pangseh&lt;/i&gt;-ed, but whatever), I ended up going with Gabriel, Marcus and ChunKeet after KTV. Very spontaneous, but that's why it's more fun, I guess! Modern Dance put up a good performance, and so did the kids with Down Syndrome. I left the packet of Cadbury chocolates at home (due to the rush in the afternoon), sorry crew. I took out my AV jacket from my bag and wore it while taking photos with The Rebel. Everyone else thought I was down for duty, hehe. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/silly0ap.gif" border="0"&gt; The jacket rocks man, it allows me complete access to all school productions, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04190802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the photo taken with EnRui! ♥ (Figured I looked HIDEOUS with bangs, so I swept it to one side.) I almost forgot what a discriminating pig Gabriel can be. He makes me laugh at &lt;i&gt;certain people&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed some supper at Macs after, and we went for yet another KTV session with JY, JiaMin, JiaHui, JiaWei and Puppet. Gabriel went home so that he could do something &lt;i&gt;productive&lt;/i&gt;, lol. I was singing really badly, but heck, it was fun all the same. Reached home close to 1am, and everyone else was alseep. Slept for 12hours and woke up at 1+pm on Sunday. Exhausted. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/tired9wo.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5813734096478327732?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5813734096478327732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5813734096478327732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5813734096478327732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5813734096478327732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/04/sat-fun-day.html' title='Sat-fun-day'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-9173885789387119644</id><published>2008-04-20T15:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T18:00:09.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarlet: First Instalment</title><content type='html'>Haven't been taking photos for productions in a looooooooooooong time. The last time I took photos in terrible lighting (as of &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; productions, most unfortunately) was probably more than half a year ago. I always end up doing video or sounds for productions/performances. Anyway, it was good fun being able to play around with The Rebel. Took 278 decent photos for &lt;b&gt;Scarlet: 1st Instalment&lt;/b&gt;, am happy. It's a really strange thing, taking photos. The sound of the shutter gives me the thrills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this mini production was a success (despite TCN Sec 4s getting stressed and touchy, and little accidents before the show and such - but that's kinda expected, no?), and I'm looking forward to the next instalment and &lt;b&gt;Scarlet&lt;/b&gt;, but I'm regretful that I didn't really place all my attention into the show. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/sad2yy.gif" border="0"&gt; Jocelyn was telling me,&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"Whoa, finally I'm not down for duty!"&lt;/font&gt; I understand. I was so much more focused on composing pretty photos then. It's like, yes I know what's going on, but no I didn't really get to appreciate it. Nevertheless, &lt;b&gt;good job TCN and AV Crew!&lt;/b&gt; No screw-ups! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... *drumrolls* Photos! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04180801.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backstage; The silly, adorable and hilarious things which the audience never ever gets to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04180802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04180803.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all snapping away during the rehearsals/performance so that we can get maximum kick-ass shots. I love love love the lighting which The Rebel could adapt to(ISO 1600, shutter speed 1/50 generally). Konica Minolta 7D, with the same settings, gave photos with pretty harsh lighting. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/hmpf9lu.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04180804.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The appearance of the Princess (lady in red) gave the audience a scare during the performance, much to our amusement. Nick Ng was totally laughing cynically then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04180805.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-production celebration! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt; Champagne-popping, hugging, screaming, and the like. It was a pretty short celebration, but much fun all the same. TCN Seniors came back, and so did Gen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04180806.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home together with Jessie after the show, both of us exhausted yet contented with the photos which we brought home. I shall never doubt my love for photography ever again. &lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/5748/thredrobotmu4.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-9173885789387119644?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/9173885789387119644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=9173885789387119644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/9173885789387119644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/9173885789387119644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/04/scarlet-first-instalment.html' title='Scarlet: First Instalment'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2960486364083942529</id><published>2008-04-14T20:29:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:13:41.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RI-ACSI Rugby Championships 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;Ah okay there was something wrong with the link to the game, but I got it fixed. Must play! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language Arts class now, and yeah, just like any LA lesson we do fun things. Mr.Paul Tan (yessssss, Level Director of Sec 4 himself) wanted us to play this game in class. It's damn hilarious. &lt;a href="http://www.talkingcock.com/html/sections.php?op=viewarticle&amp;artid=89" target="_blank"&gt;Pac-Mat!&lt;/a&gt; I played for like, 10min and got to Level 8 before I got caught by LKY. Wahbiang. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 18 APRIL 2008, 1.39PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's super difficult to shoot sports events because everything happens so fast! *sighs* So, went to Padang with Charlene and Fiona after school to watch RI-ACSI rugby match. It was pretty awkward at first, since we didn't really know where to go and we were one of the first girls to arrive. The only other girl whom we saw was this CHIJ person strolling &lt;b&gt;in&lt;/b&gt; the field itself, which was really strange. Anyway, we finally saw Jaren, and proceeded to settle down at the stands at the RI side. Shikaye (and some other RGS girls) joined us at the stands after that. We were, most obviously, supporting RI Rugby. I even wore a &lt;b&gt;full white uniform&lt;/b&gt; in attempt to blend in with the rest of the RI guys can! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Oh wait, all Nanyang girls wear white uniforms right... Chey.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04140801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The match was immensely exciting! First time watching a live rugby match, and I love it already. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/love2ok.gif" border="0"&gt; We eventually managed to locate SungMing out on the field 'cause I recognised his super long fringe (can fight with Clown already). HAHA. Sorry man, your jersey numbers really weren't that prominent. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/hmpf9lu.gif" border="0"&gt; I felt so much like a stalker during the first half of the game because I kept shooting SungMing (he was my core subject for half an hour). Fiona pointed out that the policemen on duty at Padang were all short and fat, and that ACSI ruggers look like bumblebees because of their jerseys. I totally agree. Ugly and disgusting bumblebees. Ahh, and we spotted ACSI traitors. They were infiltrating the RI side of the field and carrying 'Raffles Rugby' flags, much to our amusement. Oh yeah, also saw ShanZhi hobbling around. It was a strange sight, especially when his crutches are taller than Fiona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04140802.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMing was really damn &lt;i&gt;hiong&lt;/i&gt; during the game okay, we could see him tackling (and getting tackled, ouch!). Now I really see the reason of him always eating tons and tons of food rich in proteins. It's essential to his survival in the games. I was also very intrigued by the fact that he got lifted up by fellow ruggers. It was just so, &lt;b&gt;whoa!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04140803.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say that it was a tough fight between both teams. Even though RI lost to Annoying ACSI 11-15, we could see that they were fighting hard. Eh, &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;, this non-Rafflesian and weird cheena-school girl who has never really liked Raffles, was cheering for RI while happily snapping away okay. That was how much they managed to impact me with their fighting spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the match, Charlene, Fiona, Jaren, SungMing, MengSiew, JunYong (six Rafflesians!) and I went for dinner at BurgerKing before heading home. We were literally a table of elitists, hah. I empathise with RI Rugby's pain, but Twin ah, you must take things in stride k. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, the only reason which I went for the match in the first place,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/04140804.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; this photo. Lousy AC #7.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2960486364083942529?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2960486364083942529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2960486364083942529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2960486364083942529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2960486364083942529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/04/ri-acsi-rugby-championships-2008.html' title='RI-ACSI Rugby Championships 2008'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-6148376355069412897</id><published>2008-04-06T20:43:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:15:44.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do when it all falls apart</title><content type='html'>Today, JiaYin and Caleb made me cry (third time this year - twice due to my dear &lt;s&gt;freaks&lt;/s&gt; friends, and once was self-induced) because they told me that the (very late) combined birthday present which they (with Charlene, Yunqi, &amp; co.) bought for me was a piece of expensive jade ordered online. Then JY said she thought I told her in primary school that I liked jade, and everyone else said they "thought" I said so too, so they bought it. I was like, &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;OMG WTH, JADE?!?!? Noooooooooo! Anything, even a real pig head, but NOT JADE!!!&lt;/font&gt; I didn't believe JY at first okay. But when Caleb talked to me over the phone, I got convinced (because I thought Cousin wouldn't lie!) and was in dire state of devastation. Then I teared 'cause I was so sad when I thought that my dearest bunch of friends didn't know me well enough. I know I cheena la, but also don't need like that right? -.-" Anyway, JY said it wasn't jade, so &lt;b&gt;THANK YOU FOR NOT GIVING ME JADE!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/font&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/blush.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 13 APRIL 2008, 10.53PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I feel so deprived of social activities now. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/sad.gif" border="0"&gt; Haven't had a proper conversation with anyone since Friday. (Sms-es are so not counted!) The much-anticipated mahjong session was cancelled,  so I mugged at the library for 5hours. &lt;i&gt;While a certain someone slept throughout, coughpigcough.&lt;/i&gt; And I pledge to keep money out of sight forever! Brought three blue notes out, and came home with one red note and a few coins. I was only at Compass Point okay, it's not even town. Le Coq Sportif bag + Za foundation + zig markers + brownie + Starbucks + OldChangKee + random accessories. &lt;b&gt;Impulsive buys are sinful!&lt;/b&gt; I'm quite broke, but I have too much pride, so I shall starve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed layout, 'cause I got bored of Lindsay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 13 APRIL 2008, 12.58AM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately need to take more photos for the upcoming SYPA competition. 2 weeks left (!!!), and I only have 2 competition-worthy photos. And both are portrait shots. Either I tend to capture people better, or I just suck at non-life photography. Mr.Gan said they look more like random shots than photos which are taken with an objective in mind. I have to agree. The composition is nice, the lighting is nice, everything is nice, but &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;all got no subject leh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Depressed. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/cry6pq.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 10 APRIL 2008, 9.04PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been hanging out much with the primary school bunch since 2008 started. The number of gatherings per annum is decreasing rapidly with time. &lt;b&gt;It's depressing!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/sad2yy.gif" border="0"&gt; I can't even remember how some of us look and/or sound like anymore. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/angry2jk.gif" border="0"&gt; I don't want the day to come whereby we'd walk past without any acknowledgement. Or worse, we don't even realise that we'd walked right past one another even though our eyes meet. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/hmpf9lu.gif" border="0"&gt; We shall recap how we look like. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reminiscence! ♥♥♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/reminiscence08.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YZPS 6G'04 ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; It's strange how the bunch of us became closer only &lt;b&gt;after&lt;/b&gt; graduation. But still. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;" I wanna turn into an ultimate mugger! :D "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;" You? Ultimate mugger?! Tough.. :p "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE STUDYING OKAY!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/growf/smileys/geeky.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/growf/smileys/geeky.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/growf/smileys/geeky.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-6148376355069412897?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6148376355069412897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=6148376355069412897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6148376355069412897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6148376355069412897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-do-you-do-when-it-all-falls-apart.html' title='What do you do when it all falls apart'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-3403245047433648054</id><published>2008-04-02T23:24:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T14:45:50.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Light District</title><content type='html'>Yet another eye-opening experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/71366-Geylang-district-0.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been a "sheltered" child. I have been exposed to smokers, drunkards, gamblers, weird uncles (oh, Serangoon has plenty of them, especially at night), etc. for as long as I can remember. My family has never tried to protect me from such things. They kinda leave me to recky and explore, and let these ugly truths hit me. Yes, life can be beautiful, but we cannot deny the fact that it can be disgustingly dreadful as well. I know the ugly side of Man - betrayal, lies, backstabbing, and the like. Trust me, I've seen, I've heard, I've experienced, and I've learnt how to deal with them. The things we do for the sake of money! Human beings are downright ridiculous sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, Shawn (cousin) brought me to see more at &lt;b&gt;Geylang&lt;/b&gt;. We were heading to Kovan from Suntec, and happened to pass by Geylang. I randomly commented that I've never been to Geylang in my entire life. Shawn snapped at me and made me promise that I will never go there unless accompanied by guyfriends. We drove past this apartment with red lanterns hanging outside and a huge number "27" beside the door, and he pointed out that it was a "chicken coop". &lt;i&gt;If you get what I mean.&lt;/i&gt; I always thought those places were discreet and had to be constantly on the move, as portrayed in HongKong drama serials. What I forgot was that licensed prostitution is a legalised occupation in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, &lt;b&gt;prostitution&lt;/b&gt;. I saw the "chicken coops", but I didn't see any "chickens" even though Shawn said there are many of them in Geylang, so I threatened him to show me (otherwise I'll go back by myself and take a look). I kept seeing foreign workers on the streets, but they were all males. My cousin drove into the darker alleys (Geylang is pretty big) and that was when I saw them. So, so, so many of them. Young, confident, smiling. &lt;i&gt;Okay, also got grumpy aunty-prostitutes, but who will go for them right?!&lt;/i&gt; Long hair (most of whom I saw anyway), heavy make up, high heels, skirts/dresses which barely cover half their thighs. They stood on the pavement by the roads, smiling coyly at men who walked past them. And mind you, the dark alleys were &lt;u&gt;filled&lt;/u&gt; with men. Filthy men. I was in the car, but I felt the creeps as we slowly drove by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geylang is really littered with prostitutes. It was an eyesore, the lot of them trying to attract business. If I hadn't seen it for myself, I would never believe that prostitutes exist in abundance in Singapore. It shocked me to see so many pretty ladies standing/squatting at the roadside. Okay, fine, so it totally freaked me out. Bolder ones approach men to provide their services in exchange for monetary benefits. It was scary, seeing such deals being made right before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying very hard not discriminate them, but it does seem very "dirty" to be amongst filthy men who only lust for your body, risking your life with possibilities of contracting AIDS. It's so degrading. So... Sad. And again, I see the dark side of life. I don't think I will ever dare step foot into Geylang at night though. It was terrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-3403245047433648054?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3403245047433648054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=3403245047433648054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3403245047433648054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3403245047433648054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/04/red-light-district.html' title='Red Light District'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4064002871683960323</id><published>2008-03-31T00:01:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:12:09.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Weekends</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Happy 16th Birthday, Carina! &lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppet and JY said I'm superficial. I think so too. I judge people by their looks. I can look at a series of photos of someone and decide if I think he/she is worth my time. I don't like people who give me the feeling that they ought to be punched or stepped on the moment I lay my eyes on their faces. *sighs* The interesting thing is, all these people whom I feel like punching or stepping on at first sight are usually disliked by people around them too. Maybe my superficiality does make some sense after all, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28 MARCH 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the doctor in the morning, and he told me I'm down with &lt;b&gt;Upper Respiratory Tract Infection&lt;/b&gt;. O_o Apparently the lining on my left nostril is swollen. Therefore, my left nostril is permanently blocked. It will remain that way forever unless I want to treat it with some nasal spray thingum. Since it can never be fully cured (says the doctor), I am too lazy and thus cannot be bothered to do anything about it. :p So yeah, proud to announce that I'm gonna be breathing through one side of the nose for life. Practically everyone whom I told about my mono-nostril situation was mortified (and sympathetic -.-"), but I think it's cool la. Eh, how many people do you know can only breathe through one nostril?! Only me right! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/032808.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm trying to be a mugger. Did two chapters worth of Math at Toa Payoh library in the afternoon &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt;, and headed to AMK Hub to buy presents after that. JieYing couldn't make it to the girls talk, so I kinda called it off. :\ Was feeling quite bothered by the fact that I was walking aimlessly at AMK Hub alone. Almost everyone whom I asked to go out wasn't free. Gah. It's quite pathetic, no? &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/sad2yy.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px;" src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/slam_poster.jpg" border="1" /&gt;Fortunately, I still have my bunch of childhood buddies. &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; They're so spontaneous, it's amazing! Arranged to meet Zai, Di, WeiHua and Yi at J8 for &lt;b&gt;Slam&lt;/b&gt; at 6.30pm. I wanted to watch &lt;b&gt;Horton&lt;/b&gt;, but I guess guys will forever be guys. -.-" It was pretty action-packed and thus worth watching in the cinemas, but I'd say that Jay Chou's basketball skills in &lt;b&gt;Kungfu Dunk&lt;/b&gt; are so much cooler, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I was shopping at AMK Hub while Clown was there watching movie, and I was watching movie at J8 after that while he was there having his dinner, yet we didn't meet each other at all. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di told me that he turned down his gf to keep me company. Whoa, I would have been so touched. If I hadn't known that she's making him bored already. His philanderer instincts told him it's not right to be tied down to one girl. *rolls eyes*  Old habits &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; change. WeiHua sent us home after supper at Beach Rd. It's very comforting hanging out with the brothers, besides the fact that we haven't hung out since CNY. It's a sense of security, especially when the rest of my friends aren't free to keep me company anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29 MARCH 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03290801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for St Nicholas' carnival/fiesta earlier than planned because Jane got off her shift earlier than expected. It was pretty fun. They hired a ton of Uncle Ringo rides, I like. :D Took the ride which Min called the "human spinning cage", and Carina got down feeling kinda sick. Whoops. :\ Walked around, saw a few people I know (the world is so small), met a few of Jane's friends, and ended up spending Jane's million bucks worth of tickets on random food and kiddy games. I lost the pink monkey toy which I won from popping balloons with darts. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/sad2yy.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, it was really crowded and humid at St Nicks, so Jane and I left for Cineleisure at 3+pm to catch &lt;b&gt;Becoming Jane&lt;/b&gt;. As in, Jane Austen. I don't like the movie much, because it didn't catch my attention at all. But then again, I've never been a fan of the Victorian age - besides those pretty dresses. The dresses in the movie were quite ugly, and that just made me dislike it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03290802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impulsive buy from NUM after the movie made me $60 poorer. -inserts nagging from self- The salespeople/guys in the shop were super enthusiastic and hyper and very inquisitive. O_o Brought Jane for KTV with JiaMin, JiaYin and Puppet. JY said I improved! In terms of hitting higher notes. And JM said my voice is the powerful (!) kind, heheh. :D *dances around the room* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03290803.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After KTV and mahjong, I went home with the intention of sleeping. It was only 11+pm, but I was &lt;u&gt;thinking&lt;/u&gt; of changing my lifestyle. Thinking only. My dearest brothers called me out, and I went. You can do wonders with a good social network. I always thought that it'd be fun (it is!), but it never occurred to me that it could be messy as well. Reached home at 3+am, and knocked out soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 MARCH 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangover! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/857441023ow.gif" border="0"&gt; Woke up at noon to see Puppet's sms, asking me to go over to JY's house to mug. And so I did, yet obviously I didn't. Haha, go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading friends' blogs. I don't know what to say about stress and disgusting schoolwork anymore. It seems like we're all suffering at school due to incessant homework, and yet I see irony. I think stress may have been partly self-inflicted. We are sick of school and homework due to 'lack of motivation', 'half-done assignments', 'no mood to do' and the like. Is it me, or are most of my dear 6G'04 classmates procrastinators? Quoting JY,&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"I think we're all smart la. But just that we're lazy people."&lt;/font&gt; &lt;b&gt;Aye?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4064002871683960323?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4064002871683960323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4064002871683960323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4064002871683960323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4064002871683960323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-weekends.html' title='I Love Weekends'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-8899649372603649590</id><published>2008-03-25T16:53:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:12:30.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta get outta that trap</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/031908.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been &lt;s&gt;trying to&lt;/s&gt; mugging for the block tests. 8-) I think I screwed up a few papers, but that doesn't really matter anymore. Not like it helps even if I start emoing. Still the same marks right. And besides, there is so much more to life than silly tests. :D I don't know if I'm optimistic or &lt;i&gt;bochup&lt;/i&gt; actually. Maybe a bit of both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21 MARCH 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a busy day. Got Puppet to wake me up early in the morning (8am is super early okay, and I usually wake up around noon on non-school days). Met Puppet below my block, and we went to get breakfast. Appeared at JiaYin's house to give her a morning surprise, to find that she didn't like the hotcakes Puppet bought for her. Tsk. -.- Puppet, who thought that he's as light as a feather, decided to sit on me when I was lying on JY's couch. After that, I kinda got &lt;i&gt;taupok&lt;/i&gt;ed - Puppet, JY, JL and HL (the two HongKong exchange students at JY's then) just happily sat on me. Not that I mind, since the couch was able to cushion the great impact, haha. Was supposed to catch &lt;b&gt;Rule #1&lt;/b&gt;, but since we were late by half an hour (finally, it's not my fault!), we decided to go back to Serangoon for KTV. Most unfortunately, it was closed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03210801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, being mahjong freaks, we went back to JY's for mahjong. Nevermind the fact that there were only three of us. We played half an hour of 三缺一. :D Caleb managed to join us for &lt;b&gt;one&lt;/b&gt; round of mahjong, which he lost, lol. I didn't win at all at JY's house, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/spiderwick_chronicles_poster.jpg" border="1" /&gt;Went off with Caleb, and met up with Fiona, SungMing, ChunKeet, Marcus and Warren for &lt;b&gt;The Spiderwick Chronicles&lt;/b&gt;. Interestingly, we had endless stuff to talk about, and everyone was &lt;i&gt;niao&lt;/i&gt;-ing everyone else like we'd never left primary school. It was good hanging out with the primary school bunch again. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; I like those times when we could talk a hell lot of crap and nobody would &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; think that you're "gross" or "dirty-minded" or "stupid" or "lame", especially not in the negative way, because we're &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; just like that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. We were in the lift at Plaza Sing, talking. Then suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Buang&lt;b&gt;kok&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*silence, everyone stares at Caleb*&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, whenever Caleb says things like that, it &lt;b&gt;seems&lt;/b&gt; to have sexual connotations attached even if he didn't mean it that way. The silence in the lift accounts for the fact that I wasn't the only one who thinks so. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted CK as he expressed his hopes for more reminiscence on his blog, "多想与大伙来顿团圆饭，回味在养正的那段时光。" Therefore, we shall (and &lt;b&gt;must&lt;/b&gt;) have a steamboat gathering during the June hols. 我说到做到! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03210802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03210803.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMing went off, and the rest of us headed to Fiona's place for mahjong session. Fiona's mom was really nice and came to fetch us despite Fiona calling her only about 10min earlier. Mahjong was fun, as usual. I kept 湖-ing, hahaha! CK helped (though subconsciously) in one round, and Marcus got damn agitated about it. :p I thought my winning tile was never going to appear man. Fiona also pointed out that I didn't have any 诈湖 this time. I only 诈湖-ed about ten times in my mahjong-playing history okay. :X Fiona's mom sent us home (thank you!) and the guys went off for dinner while I went over to my grandma's to celebrate my cousin's 10th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22 MARCH 2008 - 24 MARCH 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two consecutive days of mahjong and another two consecutive days of KTV. Four tiles to 十三么! Too bad Clown and I were both trying it out during the same round. Otherwise my probability of 湖-ing may have increased by a bit. :( I love singing duets! I actually like singing guys' parts! xD JY said I used to sing in a non-existent voice, but now I tend to do really "power" stuff. I shall assume that it's good. :D I don't care, I'm going to train until I can hit higher notes (and not choke). It's super demoralising that Clown could sing songs like 《月牙湾》 so wonderfully even when he was sick, and I could barely finish singing the intro because it's too high for me after that. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以往的潇洒作风在不知不觉中竟完全消失，优柔寡断似乎已成习惯。&lt;br /&gt;对自己有些厌倦，现处一片茫然之中。是时后开始振作起来了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-8899649372603649590?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/8899649372603649590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=8899649372603649590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/8899649372603649590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/8899649372603649590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/03/gotta-get-outta-that-trap.html' title='Gotta get outta that trap'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-7654244496136993388</id><published>2008-03-15T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:11:18.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating the un-updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red" size="5"&gt;HIATUS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19/03/08-25/03/08, due to block tests. &lt;i&gt;I have to start study manzx.&lt;/i&gt; *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;Will be back with lots of photos since I'd still be going out during this period of time, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;01 MARCH 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/030108.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographs courtesy of Bryan and JY.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was spent with JiaYin, Marcus, ChunKeet, Bryan and Puppet. JY and I were half an hour late, and Bryan got a bit sarcastic, oopsie. We also met Samuel, coincidentally. Was supposed to go to &lt;b&gt;Decoder's Cafe&lt;/b&gt; for dinner, but the place was booked for a birthday party, so we headed to &lt;b&gt;Spizza&lt;/b&gt; instead. :( Being growing teenagers who need a lot of food, we were still quite hungry even after the pizzas - with the exception of I-have-a-negligible-appetite JY, as usual. :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan was wearing an Ultraman tshirt while I was wearing a Flint Stones one, and we ended up debating on which cartoon is better. -.-" Obviously Flint Stones pwnz lousy Ultraman. If he's really that good and could save the world from destruction from ugly and rubbery monsters, why do they have so many episodes of the show?! Anyway, it was good catching up with that blob of sarcasm and mean-ness, it's been a while. :) Post-dinner activity was mahjong session at JY's house till about midnight. I stayed on further to have some girls talk. Apologies to Bryan! That poor guy wanted to wait for me to have late night supper, but had to go home alone instead. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02 MARCH 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/030208.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographs courtesy of JY and Puppet.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go support JiaMin at church in the morning, but I was ridiculously late because... :X Puppet, JY and I took a cab down instead, but still missed JM's performance. Sorry! :( Attended JY's cell group, and, yeah, it was alright. Lunched at &lt;b&gt;Pastamania&lt;/b&gt;, and we went to JY's house for mahjong. I think we're really turning into mahjong freaks, oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09 MARCH 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03090801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally managed to catch &lt;b&gt;Jumper&lt;/b&gt;! We've been wanting to watch it since it came out. It was an okay movie, I guess. Missed the first part 'cause Clown was late for half an hour. I'm starting to get used to going out with people (or rather, a &lt;b&gt;unique&lt;/b&gt; person) who are later than me. :D Shopped for Puppet's present (it's so &lt;i&gt;trendy&lt;/i&gt;) and headed to JY's house for (what else?) mahjong. Cooked instant noodles for Clown and myself because we were literally &lt;u&gt;starving&lt;/u&gt;, and JY too because she just wanted to taste it and I'm a fabulous friend. 0:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played lots of mahjong, and Puppet popped over. Stoned around, played &lt;b&gt;Viwawa&lt;/b&gt;, Toon and I made milk for JiaHui after playing with her for the longest time (no wonder she loves us most out of all JY's friends man), and ended up with &lt;b&gt;Indian Poker&lt;/b&gt;. Omg, that's the most retarded game ever. We were making such a din while forfeiting at JY's corridor. Crazy teenagers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we changed the forfeit to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;taupok&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;! Person with the worst card at the bottom. I think &lt;i&gt;taupok&lt;/i&gt; is damn fun can! xD At least when the bottom person is on the couch (not on the floor &gt;&lt;) and when I'm not the second person, haha. Because the second person, in order to make sure that the bottom person won't die, has to endure most of the weight from the rest on top. Utmost grateful to Clown for not allowing me to feel crushed at all. I even had time and energy to pose for a photo while the rest were suffering (except Puppet la). :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03090803.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bottom to top) SM, Clown, JM, JY, Puppet.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but I almost died when Clown and/or Puppet jumped on the pile of &lt;i&gt;taupok&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Jumped.&lt;/b&gt; x.x Then we decided they should be the bottom two 'cause having them at the top is just deadly for the rest of us, even when the pile was on the couch. We had some kind of &lt;i&gt;taupok&lt;/i&gt; marathon la, played until we were pretty much breathless. Loads of shrieking from JY and JM too, haha. Rojak &lt;i&gt;taupok&lt;/i&gt; was hilarious! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03090802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told stories about &lt;a href="http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/12/major-gathering-2007.html" target="_blank"&gt;6G'04 December chalet&lt;/a&gt; while we rested, and everyone started laughing really hard again when we were talking about the raining potato chips. I think that will forever be in my history of stupid-things-SM-did. I pwnz la! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 MARCH 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/031008.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong session at ChunKeet's house, and it was really fun. :D Played with CK, Marcus, Caleb and Fiona (who took over Caleb after he left for piano). I think YingShiang took my place after I left. I was quite lucky at CK's house actually, except for that &lt;b&gt;one&lt;/b&gt; stupid time when I 诈湖-ed. Had to cover everyone else's losses right? Yes, and in that same round, ChunKeet 湖-ed with 七台!!! OMG. $256 worth of token just poofed like that. Urgh. Was still able to survive and develop my remaining $13 worth of tokens to $120. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates on &lt;a href="http://battlemagick.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Fiona's blog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thyryukage.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;ChunKeet's blog&lt;/a&gt;. Wahbiang, now everyone's damn high about mahjong! Next 6G'04 chalet must book one with enough space for mahjong table(s). &lt;b&gt;Shweeeet.&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton with JiaMin, JiaYin and Puppet after that; We ended up going for KTV, and they &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; heard me sing. Aren't you guys honoured? x) Puppet and I kept singing Jay Chou's songs, haha. Realised that singing makes me forget a lot of irritating stuff. KTV therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11 MARCH 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/031108.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton with JiaMin, JiaYin and Puppet in the afternoon was really exhausting. Haven't played for half a year, I think. Couldn't even serve properly, much less play. :( Anyway, after that was KTV. Yeah, again. I swear my favourite outing (as of now) is to KTV, it really takes so many things off my cluttered mind. More Jay Chou's songs, and I was trying really hard to hit higher notes. JM and JY are damn imba at singing humanly-impossible high notes! I like singing guys' parts during duets though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at the hawker centre was simply hilarious. I shall not harp on it lest Puppet decides to start his poking and/or gnawing fetish all over again. I'd only end up as the sole victim. &lt;font color="green"&gt;"Excuse me?"&lt;/font&gt; LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Eh, I wanna play mahjong."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Ahh, I very long never play already leh."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Are you sure?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Yeah! The last time I played was the last time I touched the mahjong set."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Er, do you realise that we just played on Sunday and today's only Tuesday?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Oh yeah."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, my fellow Piscean is getting senile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15 MARCH 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PUPPET!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know ah, it's really not that yours truly does not want to be more refined and graceful and lady-like and &lt;i&gt;cheem&lt;/i&gt; (i.e. profound) and all that crap, it's just that circumstances do not allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(SHUMEI)   ♥ says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brb, gotta use the lavatory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hold your head high, heavy heart says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! so profound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YUNQI says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toilet say toilet lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YUNQI says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lavatory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YUNQI says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave me a shock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(SHUMEI)   ♥ says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY IM BACK FROM PEEING -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite pro at Chinese y'know. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-ThyRyuKage- thyryukage.blogspot.com says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, 你能否以一个成语来取代“把世界大事当作自己的事”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(SHUMEI)   ♥ says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(SHUMEI)   ♥ says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多管闲事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm turning on &lt;b&gt;FULL MUGGER MODE&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;8-)&lt;/b&gt; After a week of &lt;i&gt;rest&lt;/i&gt;, it's time to hit the books! Okay, no, wait, gimme one more week to morph into a mugger. I'm currently in the transformation stage. Soon, I swear. Soon. *pushes spectacles - mugger style*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just declared my love for Fiona on MSN. Eh woman, aren't you proud? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(SHUMEI)     Zombie ♥ says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really dont like hypocrites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(SHUMEI)     Zombie ♥ says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loooooooove brutally honest ppl like fiona lee lihui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dreamer's hideaway says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can stand stupid people (though they make me laugh), I can stand ugly people, I can stand lazy people, but not cowards who don't dare to confront people. Bitching behind others' backs will never resolve the conflict, will it? I'm sorry that I cannot be holy enough to understand and embrace such behaviour. Seriously, why live behind the pretence? Life is already tough as it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-7654244496136993388?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7654244496136993388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=7654244496136993388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7654244496136993388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7654244496136993388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/03/updating-un-updated.html' title='Updating the un-updated'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-7279042401693845414</id><published>2008-03-09T10:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T11:36:04.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graces 2008</title><content type='html'>Was away for camp from 5th to 7th March, and it was like, &lt;b&gt;WHOA!&lt;/b&gt; It brought out the bimbo-ness in me, totally. Most unfortunately, I didn't more lady-like, haha. We headed to Costa Sands Downtown East for the our Sec 4 camp. &lt;i&gt;Don't you wish you were a Nanyang girl?&lt;/i&gt; Shared a room with Jasmine, YungHian and ZhiYing. :) A truckload of photos, but all rather lousy since The Rebel was left at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03050801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03050802.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slabbed on foundation, mascara, eyeshadow, blusher, and lipgloss. And we camwhored like nobody's business. :D I smiled so much for the various cameras that my mouth went stiff. I think I'm gonna get Za products from now on, they're good and affordable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03050803.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time trying to eat food with my right hand, and I successfully finished my plate of food. :D I have to say, Malay food tasted good. My fingernails were stained yellow due to the rice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03050804.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since everyone was dressed really nicely (most of us in ethnic costumes), it was practically impossible for girls to &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; take lots and lots of photos! I camwhored the entire night, haha. Since I could not be bothered to put on makeup that night (not that vain after all), I apologise for my blemishes and very terrible eyebags and dark eye circles. :\ It was quite a rush, so I went to the dinner with wet hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03050805.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03050806.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYAV, graduating batch of 2008&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03050807.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of 202'06&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was dead beat at the end of the day  - with the exception of me, I think. My roommates fell asleep at midnight, while I went to bed at about 2am. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03050808.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigs!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03060801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03060802.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/030608003.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of 408'08&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formal dinner was probably the highlight of the entire camp. Everyone was supposed to be very glamourous and all, including the teachers. How often do you see your teachers wearing suits and gowns? Jasmine and I decided to go easy on our makeup. Foundation, blusher, lipgloss, mascara, and that's it. Okay, so Jasmine had lipstick on before her lipgloss, and I dumped concealer like free (explains the absence of dark eye circles and eyebags). :p I also realised that I would probably look nicer without eyeshadow. I can help others apply that and they really looked good, but I'm too much of a perfectionist to be satisfied with my own. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was good, teachers' parade was good, class parade was good, after-dinner party was good as well. People were busy taking photos, dancing, and having fun. We were all high, to say the least. Our dear camp commandant shoo-ed (no screaming, no shouting, no nagging required) us back to our rooms at 11pm, and our fabulous form teacher said he would allow us to sleep at whatever time we liked (unlike other FTs). This is what you get for being good kids. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, Jasmine and I camwhored until the mirror in our room cracked, hahaha. Crazy girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/03060804.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 4am, and woke up at 6am, I'm good. The last day consisted of performances from every class, a major debrief and a thanks-giving session. My class won Best Song (despite technical errors) and Most Gracious Class (I think it's only because we were too guai). Thanked all the teachers involved in this camp, etc. All I can say is, NYGH graduating batch of 2008 is loved! We are very fortunate to have so many loving and loveable teachers who are willing to put so much trust in us. It's a very strange thing too. The rules and stuff were very relaxed as compared to previous batches', but we didn't make a din or stir up (much) trouble. Maybe this is why wars and conflict will only arise when people feel restricted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to go for BSP Symposium rehearsal after we broke camp. I was one of the unlucky few. -.-" The good thing was that both Mr.Ng and Mr.Zuffri were down on duty as well, so we had a good chat and I was very much entertained by Mr.Zuffri's imitation of Mr.K. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blog-hopping (oh, the things you do when you don't feel like touching homework), and came across this blog which I haven't read since last year or something. &lt;b&gt;DFE&lt;/b&gt; actually managed to prove to me that she's someone of higher intellect. That, or she ripped it off some quote-site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You will have friends in your whole life journey, but you wont have friends that will last with you fr your whole life journey. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ignore the grammatical errors. However, I think "fr" was a mistake made on purpose, because that is precisely how "for" is spelt in all her blog posts. Anyway, I just wanna use her "insight" to tell my friends this. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;This statement is, obviously, a generalisation. &lt;b&gt;We are the exceptions.&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-7279042401693845414?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/7279042401693845414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=7279042401693845414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7279042401693845414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/7279042401693845414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/03/graces-2008.html' title='Graces 2008'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4947807840139396019</id><published>2008-03-04T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T14:42:35.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a night of misery, there was laughter</title><content type='html'>Saturday night was quite -inserts negative adjective-. I hate it when I become like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday started off with a very long phone call with a very crazy Panda, and we talked about very silly things. Imagine two very lazy let's-not-get-out-of-bed people talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;"Go sleep, go sleep, go sleep..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Mmmm... Cannot, cannot, cannot..." *yawns*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;"Haha, sleeeeeeeeep..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Sleepy Panda!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;"Sleepy Zombie!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very silly phone conversation continued after the very sleepy Panda woke up from his very long afternoon nap. (Tsktsktsk.) Then the very sleepy Zombie fell asleep. -.- Had another phone call with the same very crazy Panda late in the night until the very tired Zombie knocked out. 5+hours (come to think of it now, that's a quarter of the day, omg :|) of phone call while lying on the bed (on both sides) seems worse than 40 smses while doing work. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thepandapig.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my &lt;b&gt;cute&lt;/b&gt; *coughs* Panda Pig online! HAHAHA.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, not many people can make me &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; laugh these days. Lalala. I'm happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best kind of alarm clock anyone would ever want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 7.22am. Phone rang, phone answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;"Hello hello helloooo?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;(just woke up) "Hmmm....?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;"Wanna go back to sleep?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Mmmm... Y'know I slept at 5am, haha."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;"WHAT?! Okay. Go sleep, go sleep, go sleep!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Nah, nevermind..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;"Close your eyes, go back to sleep."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest technology. Panda-Zombie Alarm Clock, available at all leading departmental stores now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone is in critical condition. It's &lt;b&gt;dying&lt;/b&gt;! It blacks out or whites out on a constant basis of at least thrice a day. It loses its network connection all of a sudden while I am on the phone (heck, even when I am NOT on the phone). Messages can come in more than one hour after it's been sent. Soooo, I'm gonna change phone despite the fact that I've only been using this one for eleven months. Maybe I'll change to the same model. I like this phone. A lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4947807840139396019?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4947807840139396019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4947807840139396019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4947807840139396019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4947807840139396019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/03/after-night-of-misery-there-was.html' title='After a night of misery, there was laughter'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5246671665896952804</id><published>2008-03-01T10:30:00.037+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:10:22.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camwhores Overload</title><content type='html'>Finally. Some time to blog after a busy week at (and after) school. :) Eh, but I really 不舍得 "push the bday post out", quoting Fiona. It's such a pretty blog post please! Anyhoo, I was pretty much engaged in various activities after school and ended up completely drained on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27 FEBRUARY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Bukit Timah Community Club with the CCS people in the evening. I spent $20.20 on the cab fare (Serangoon to Bukit Batok) because I was running late - as usual. After that Shawn told me he was going to AiLi jie's house at that time and could have fetched me there if I asked him. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Pearlie, and we were both late for the dinner. Sat with Y4E. :D A few of them couldn't make it though, sadly. Took only 200+ photos even though I was supposed to do event coverage. To tell the truth, I couldn't be bothered since they hired a &lt;b&gt;professional&lt;/b&gt; photographer. Ended up camwhoring and shooting a lot of Y4E (whom the &lt;b&gt;professional&lt;/b&gt; photographer didn't take). The &lt;b&gt;professional&lt;/b&gt; photographer was SO &lt;b&gt;professional&lt;/b&gt; that he didn't know who the Guest-of-Honour was and addressed her as "auntie". Whoa, I almost fainted. Even I know can. And i was late okay. Clement said they won't be hiring him ever again, hahaha. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/022708.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love The Rebel. It makes my blemishes all disappear! :D Clement says I will have to go on stage and sing with the others for our next performance. No more hiding behind the camera. *gulps* :\ Thank you Pearlie, for your birthday card and birthday present. It wasn't gay at all okay, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29 FEBRUARY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec Threes and Fours were supposed to take photos of "faces of Nanyang" for a photography competition during CCA. I wasn't in the mood to take photos for a competition (especially when the organisers are like...), but I did take some okay stuff. We took many "faces of Nanyang", actually. Mr.Gan looked like he wanted to whack me when I showed him the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02290801.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48 faces of Nanyang! :p And we camwhore with standard.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not advisable to piss your CCA teachers off when they are the kind who won't hesitate to use crude language to express how they feel when necessary. Both teachers blew up during CCA. It was about 20% of what they're capable of, but that was scary enough. It really disappoints me when the upper secondary students are the ones who volunteer to do duties &lt;u&gt;all the time&lt;/u&gt;. The Sec Twos (and some Sec Threes) are like, dead or something. And the Sec Fours always wonder, what will the club come to when the current batch of upper secondary students leave? Also, NYAV is totally becoming a second SPCA, taking in students who have nowhere to go. I'm disgusted. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02290802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/theeyeposter.jpg" border="1" /&gt;Rushed home after having a talk with Mr.K and grand-seniors Gen, MuiSuan &amp; Anastacia after CCA. Seems like Hwachong's version of Av Club really sucks. It's been a loooong time since I last saw Gen, and she's still as cute as always! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at like, 6.30pm. Rushed some more, and I was out of the house within 20 minutes. I looked like a mess, haha. This is what happens when a person who is always late is going to meet a person who is always early, and yet doesn't want to make the person who is always early wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Laopo, had dinner at Yoshinoya, walked around for a bit, and we caught &lt;b&gt;The Eye&lt;/b&gt;. Don't bother watching if you've watched the other version of &lt;b&gt;The Eye&lt;/b&gt;, a.k.a. 见鬼 I. The plot is &lt;u&gt;exactly&lt;/u&gt; the same - right down to the type of ghosts/spirits which appeared. *rolls eyes* It's just that Jessica Alba and the male lead look better than Angelica Lee and the other male lead. I slept through a bit of the movie, but probably didn't miss out much. Total waste of my time. -.- After &lt;b&gt;One Missed Call&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;30 Days of Night&lt;/b&gt;, this version of &lt;b&gt;The Eye&lt;/b&gt;, etc., I decided that I shall only watch Asian horror films from now on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in a bad mood. I lost to Panda and knocked out at 1.30am. But I woke up happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Note to self: Must watch &lt;b&gt;10,000 BC&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Rule #1&lt;/b&gt;. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, almost forgot. Size 7.5 vs size 13.5, and I thought I have big feet. Laopo took this because I was so tired that my hands (yes, plural!) cannot even hold the lousy camera (go ahead and puke at the terrifyingly low  resolution) still for like, 0.2 seconds. :\ I was quite shocked when the one I took turned out super blur. Weariness causes abnormality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02290803.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be so funny if it's Fiona's or JiaYin's foot instead, HAHA.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that there are only two guys whom I'll ask to help me carry my stuff when I'm tired.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5246671665896952804?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5246671665896952804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5246671665896952804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5246671665896952804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5246671665896952804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/03/camwhores-overload.html' title='Camwhores Overload'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-3351341345085010490</id><published>2008-02-25T23:28:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:47:28.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ShuMei's Sweet Sixteen</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love titles with alliteration? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Note: Image-heavy, long blogpost. ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02230801.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sixteeth birthday was really fabulous. Showered with presents, love, and more love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02230802.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn messy hair. :X I was &lt;u&gt;grounded&lt;/u&gt; by my parents because they said my phone bills were ridiculously high and I deserved to be kept at home on a weekend. I thought so too, so I accepted the punishment despite feeling quite annoyed since it was, after all, my birthday weekend. People who know me/my parents would know that I'm &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; grounded no matter what I do. So I was a bit sian-ed for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene the &lt;u&gt;wonderful liar&lt;/u&gt; told me she'd be late for our supposed "mini girls talk", so I was happily blogging (the previous entry) when the birthday surprise came. I was seriously shocked to see this whole bunch of primary school friends at my doorstep in the evening, singing the birthday song. And Fiona was holding a birthday cake. Then I started crying.  It was so freaking embarrassing, but equally touching. :') Thanks guys, really. I didn't expect it at all. All along I was just thinking that I was just gonna have dinner with the girls on the actual day (we didn't, anyway). My primary school friends are so cunning. Turned out that they asked my parents to keep me at home, and that was why I kenna grounded. *mumbles* This kind of parents... -.-" And OH, I LOOKED SO... &lt;b&gt;HAGGARD&lt;/b&gt; (there goes my image, or what's left of it anyway) while everyone else looked great. The bane of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02230803.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;b&gt;Fiona&lt;/b&gt; (the mastermind of it all), &lt;b&gt;Charlene&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Yunqi&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Carina&lt;/b&gt; (who told me to feel her presence), &lt;b&gt;JiaYin&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;JieYing&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Zina&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Jane&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Caleb&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;SungMing&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Marcus&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;ChunKeet&lt;/b&gt; for going through all the trouble to make my sixteenth so special and memorable. You guys are &lt;b&gt;the best&lt;/b&gt;! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was served with 1/4 of the cake (I finished it during supper, just like I promised) because Charlene and Yunqi wanted to take their revenge (I regret!), and SungMing had the second biggest slice of it because he's my twin, haha. Being my worthy twin, he finished it. :D The others shared the rest of the cake amongst themselves. We stayed at my house for a while and talked (dirty), educated JY more (lesson continued from the December chalet), and laughed at the funny things JY said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"He (SungMing) called me a 'humji' over MSN."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Omg, how could you scold her like that!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;*sheepish smile*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#CC00CC"&gt;"'Ji' means 'balls' right. Do you know what 'humji' means?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"Errr, 'salty balls'?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#CC00CC"&gt;"WHAT?!?!?!?!?!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Noooooo...!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"Then what's 'humji-peng'?" *innocent look, as usual*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed until I teared. Fiona totally &lt;i&gt;peng&lt;/i&gt;-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's &lt;i&gt;hum-jim-peng&lt;/i&gt; (咸煎饼), which is just this pancake thing. 'Humji', on the other hand... -inserts censored meaning- I swear ChunKeet looked as though he was gonna die from cardiac arrest while talking to &lt;s&gt;ignorant&lt;/s&gt; innocent JY. The rest of us almost died from laughing. Also had a debate about &lt;i&gt;chiak-peng&lt;/i&gt; (eat rice) and &lt;i&gt;chiak-kantang&lt;/i&gt; (eat potato), which was equally hilarious. Dinner was Macs, and we crashed JY's house for mahjong session. I had four wins (three actually, nobody realised I had one 诈胡 :p), one of which is a 自摸. *does Caleb's 自摸 action* I think it was quite significant already since I seldom have the mahjong luck. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02230804.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the 诈胡!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, Cousin is taller than me already, omqq. Twin and I can talk above Fiona and JY's heads, mwahahaha. *points and laughs* &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02230805.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus, bullied by the kids at JY's place, haha.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong session ended past midnight, and I went home a happy Zombie. :D Finally, it seems like most of the emoness is gone and troubles cease to exist (temporarily, anyway). It's great to have such sweet and absolutely lovable friends, be it 13 years, 10 years, 8 years, 6 years, or 5 years. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02240801.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/junoposter.jpg" border="1" /&gt;Was supposed to watch &lt;b&gt;Jumper&lt;/b&gt; with Clown at Plaza Singapura because we had been wanting to watch that since it came out in the cinemas. But due to the fact that we are forever running late, we ended up watching &lt;b&gt;Juno&lt;/b&gt; instead. Front seats somemore, urgh. We concluded that two people who are always late shouldn't bother rushing to catch a movie. 101% cannot make it. &lt;i&gt;Puppet, we didn't pangseh you on purpose okay. Sorry!&lt;/i&gt; Not exactly a show worth watching, unless you're into teenage pregnancy. I totally cringed at the scene when Juno gave birth. :\ Anyway, the GV usher didn't check Clown at all, so he got away with it. I was practically praying for the GV people to check me so that I can proudly shove my IC into their faces okay. They didn't. -.-" And I just remembered that Gabriel, Bryan and I were talking about watching our first (legalised) NC16 movie together last year. In the end... Oops. I am guilty. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clown left for his friend's gathering while I headed to JY's place for mahjong session after the movie. Dinner was pretty delicious, a big thank you to JY's family for bothering to cook for us. :D YongKang took over JiaMin after she left, and Clown took over JY when he popped by after his friend's gathering. I played for 4hours, and won &lt;b&gt;one&lt;/b&gt; pathetic round. Gah. Mahjong finally ended at 10.30pm. School, oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"Eh, I thought you changed your wallpaper for the last gathering? You changed it back ah?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Yeah, it's really funny."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;"It's so cute right!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"No la, I just didn't want to scare the others when they looked at my phone at the last gathering."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;x.x&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Afterthoughts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really doesn't make much of a difference whether I'm fifteen or sixteen, since I already did most of the things which I'm only supposed to do at sixteen long ago. :p The truly major difference is that I've reached the age of consent, as pointed out by Gabriel (who else?), so yeah. Irregardless, my sixteeth birthday was a super sweet one. ♥ The only regret, not taking enough photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm really lucky to have such fabulous family and friends who care so much, and who are willing to put in so much effort just for my birthday. Thank you, thank you, and thank you. I really hope I didn't miss out too many people in my (pretty long) list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you XueYan, Jaren (right on the dot, woohoo!), Puppet, Zina, Pearlie, Clown, Yunqi and Carina for the birthday sms-es in the middle of the night. And on the day itself, thank you Cecilia, Gabriel, JaneHui, Felicia, Laopo/ZhiKai, Jasmine, YiHui, Puppet (he was sitting right next to me when he sent that -.-), and two people whose numbers I don't have so I don't know who they are (sorry!). My phone was vibrating non-stop for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you YingShiang, Pearlie, Charlene, JiaYin, Caleb, Jaren and ChunKeet for the birthday tags. Thank you Fiona, Charlene, JieYing, ChunKeet, JunDe and Zina for the birthday wishes on your blogs. Thank you JiaMin, JY's dad &amp; aunt for the birthday wishes when I popped by. Thank you -inserts all the names of primary school friends present on Saturday-, JiaHui and JiaWei for the birthday songs. Thank you Shaun, XueYan, &lt;i&gt;iforgothisname&lt;/i&gt; :\, SuEn, YiYing, BoJia, Joelle, Eileen for the birthday wishes on Friendster. And to those people who wished me happy birthday in school today, I couldn't keep track of who, thanks tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my gratitude goes out to everyone for the lovely presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/birthdaypresents01.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad got me an iPod Touch in December'07 and gave me an angbao. My mom bought me a 250gb hard disk, meaning I can store up to about 84,000 photos of high-resolution with no worries. :D Aunty Irene and Aunty Jessi got me a black leather bag because I kept complaining that I ran out of bags. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/birthdaypresents02.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona gave me a bling-bling Mickey Mouse necklace, and yes, I do love Mickey and bling-bling items a lot. :D SungMing the Twin gave me a &lt;b&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/b&gt; pig handphone couch, much to my &lt;s&gt;horror&lt;/s&gt; amusement. The handphone has a new home now! Jane, my fellow vainpot, shared a tube of mascara with Carina, just when mine's running out. ChunKeet got me a card and a Voodoo doll with studies and work charm, something which I desperately need. Marcus got me a super cute birthday card, haha. The rest said I'll have to wait to find out. I'm curious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/birthdaypresents03.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppet, my dear fellow Piscean, gave me a very cool birthday card. Curry sauce, chilli sauce, peanut butter, strawberry powder and milo powder. He's super creative! :D The envelope itself was just totally cool (apparently only the two Pisceans think so...), but the card was super annoying can! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/birthdaypresents04.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaHui and JiaWei drew me birthday cards! I was so touched okay. The kids are so sweet. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearlie said she bought me something gay. :| Jasmine told me her mom suggested getting me, quoting Jasmine, an "atrocious" present. *gulps* Then Clown said he wanted to buy me a coffin, since it's the only useful thing for Zombie. That silly Panda. Ahh, I feel so loved by everyone! &lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/5748/thredrobotmu4.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/5748/thredrobotmu4.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/5748/thredrobotmu4.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-3351341345085010490?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3351341345085010490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=3351341345085010490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3351341345085010490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3351341345085010490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/02/shumeis-sweet-sixteen.html' title='ShuMei&apos;s Sweet Sixteen'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-3614660234415326864</id><published>2008-02-23T18:37:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T01:19:39.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Amongst The Bad</title><content type='html'>The past week was totally not my week, since I was constantly moody and emo and quiet and sian-ed due to various reasons. Noooo, it wasn't PMS. I wish it was too, beats trying to figure out how to make myself feel more positive about everything all over again. &lt;i&gt;Thank you Panda, for keeping me company all week, despite all my silly emoness.&lt;/i&gt; Anyway, there were good stuff which happened in this week of negativity. And weekends are obviously so much better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday night, we celebrated Ahma's birthday. Mini family gathering, much love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/022008.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was Nanyang Girls' High School Student Leaders Investiture - Passion, Pass It On, which, for the second time, coincidentally clashed with RGS'. It was quite nerve-wrecking, but we pulled it off all the same. Go, NYSL! :D Was supposed to be attached to Nan Hua Primary for the school tour, but I couldn't find them, so ended up with Victoria School. A good thing too, since we managed to click pretty well. Quinn (the shorter one) and JiaLok were pretty funny people, and it was good talking to them since we were all into photography and we're all Canon fans! :D Quinn's super duper cute, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/022208.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great sixteeth birthday. It's like, the best birthday ever (and how dare y'all make me cry!). Love my primary school friends, you guys are &lt;b&gt;the best&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/font&gt; Blogpost up soon. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-3614660234415326864?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3614660234415326864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=3614660234415326864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3614660234415326864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3614660234415326864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/02/past-week-was-totally-not-my-week-since.html' title='The Good Amongst The Bad'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-4008419686948083620</id><published>2008-02-17T09:24:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T01:14:44.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong Frenzy</title><content type='html'>Headed to Charlene's place with JiaYin at 11+pm, and we taught her how to play Mahjong. The basics anyway. :D Prior to that, we listened to Charlene play a bit of &lt;b&gt;Secret&lt;/b&gt;. In regards to &lt;a href="http://battlemagick.blogspot.com/2008/02/185.html#links" target="_blank"&gt;Fiona's blogpost&lt;/a&gt; about her "freaking painful" pinky after playing the piano due to the lovely octaves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02160801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went &lt;u&gt;past&lt;/u&gt; the octave. :p Simply cannot resist taking a photo of it when I realised the obvious advantage of my big hands, HAHAHA. Okay, now everyone knows how huge (for a girl) and unladylike my hands are. The result of hanging out with male cousins when you're young and imitating them when they cracked their knuckles. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zina came over around midnight, and we played throughout the entire night. :D Except for Zina, who conked out at 5.30am. Madness, I know. She was practically dying to get us to go to sleep, but we decided to play 三缺一. Would have been the 胡 with the most number of 台s in all the games played,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02160802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Charlene (the evil person) refused to let go of the 北风! My 六台!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't slept for more than 24hours, and I'm still alive. Zombie is back. But with a terrible complexion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-4008419686948083620?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/4008419686948083620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=4008419686948083620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4008419686948083620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/4008419686948083620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/02/mahjong-frenzy.html' title='Mahjong Frenzy'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-6835420712899623248</id><published>2008-02-15T20:59:00.034+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T14:56:36.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>I've been stoning all day, sitting on the couch or lying on the bed and staring into space. Felt kind of lost this whole week, really. My sense of direction, my focus, my organisation, my motivation - all poofed. I'm not clear of what I'm doing, I'm not doing what I know I'm capable of doing, and I'm pissing myself off. Totally helps when I have so much stuff on my mind now. After taking over 200 photos of whatever possible in the house yesterday and listening to the sound of the reassuring shutter, I thought I felt much calmer. I'm happy with The Rebel in my hands. Unfortunately, I still felt like crap when I left the house this morning again. -.- I hate putting on fake smiles and using ":)", ":D", "lol" or "haha" when I don't mean them. But I had to. Who the hell goes emo over nothing?! The brainless junior on the tagboard should feel grateful I didn't decide to explode on her today. Jaren would be proud of my acknowledgement of "tofu". This is one of the rare times when I feel so vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/EDIT @ 16 FEBRUARY 2008, 9.03PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many reasons which I like Chinese New Year and having a huge family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/cnyangbaos2008.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thirty-seven&lt;/b&gt; of them, yea man.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a photo of part of the Rojaks from Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/021008.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bag makes Clown look a bit gay, haha. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/silly.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px; WIDTH: 100px;" src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/icons/panda.jpg" border="2"/&gt; &lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 5px 5px 0px; WIDTH: 100px;" src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/icons/zombie.jpg" border="2"/&gt;Haven't been the least bit nocturnal of late. It's been a week of falling asleep while mugging and taking "naps" which ended up lasting through the entire night. :\ We concluded that we're always really tired and restless now (I &lt;u&gt;cannot&lt;/u&gt; focus in class!) because we've been sleeping way too much. 7hours of sleep is too much to bear. I shall go back to my nocturnal cycle because sleeping for long hours does not work for me at all. Urgh. My body likes sleeping less than 4h daily. Tonight will be the last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-6835420712899623248?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6835420712899623248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=6835420712899623248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6835420712899623248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6835420712899623248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/02/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/icons/th_panda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-2752813665815321612</id><published>2008-02-11T15:07:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:24:06.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;06 FEBRUARY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year celebration in school was, well, the usual. &lt;i&gt;Hui chun&lt;/i&gt; (which I readily excused myself from) and concert surprisingly ended early, and everyone was glad to get out of school asap. I was, anyway. While the others were busy scrawling with ink and brush on red paper, I was happily taking photos and camwhoring in the hall, haha. Fancy camwhoring with a DSLR. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/cny0801.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the Hwachong guys (Aaron, JunDe &amp; Warren) after school and we headed to YZ together. Waited for JingWei and we happily strolled into YZ, only to get kicked out about half an hour later. Sucks big time! We couldn't get to Ms.Foong at first because she was at a meeting, but she came out eventually and we had a nice group photo taken. So yup, caught up with many people, hung out around Serangoon Macs, lots of photos taken, some of them went home, some SUPPOSEDLY went for lunch at J8, and some had soyabean lunch in Serangoon. 17/44 is a great achievement, no? It was good seeing everyone again after so long. &lt;b&gt;6G'04 pwnz.&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/cny0802.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for reunion lunch with the maternal side at Ahma's house after I left the guys at the soyabean place. Steamboat was extremely good this year because I kept requesting for more X.O. to be added into the already-very-fabulous soup base. Yummilicious! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/cny0803.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Reunion dinner with the paternal side was at my second uncle's place, and it was just a basic Teochew dinner. After that was blackjack time at Ahma's house, and I lost a few bucks. Went to KBT past midnight, and there were a ton of hands-shaking and "happy new year"-ing. I was, of course, estatic to see the KBT people again. Had the annual bombings, and I got attacked by the aunts! Went home all sweaty and dirty, but contented. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07 FEBRUARY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/cny0804.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the paternal grandma's place at around noon, and we stayed for a while to chat. We left for Ahma's house in the early afternoon, and had steamboat lunch. Also had many rounds of blackjack, and I lost even more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/cny0805.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;The 2nds came in the late afternoon, and caught up with some of my distant (in terms of both blood-relation and familiarity) cousins. Eugene is in the army now, and he looks strange without much hair. The others look good. :) The Yishun people (i.e. the 6ths, 8ths, and 9ths) came at 9pm or so, and the house was just packed. Yi came, but WeiHua couldn't make it this year because he suffered from diarrhea earlier in the day, much to our amusement. Damn suay man. :p Di brought his gf along. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08 FEBRUARY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/cny0806.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Headed to Yishun (oh, the love!) in the afternoon to visit the distant (yet close, to me) maternal family - 3rd's, 6th's, 2nd grandaunty's, and 4th's. It's standard every year, but feels refreshing all the same because each time we visit, we see new additions to our family. :D I haven't seen 7th granduncle for ages, and he's still the same - silly, whacky, and very fun! Hahaha. HuiYi, XiuXiu, XingHui and bf Steven also popped by 2nd grandaunty's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/cny0807.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with the paternal side at my first uncle's place. There were &lt;b&gt;38&lt;/b&gt; dishes in total, all prepared by ONE man. Scary, but extremely delicious. One new addition this year, Lele (whom we adoringly call by), Mike's son, a.k.a. my nephew. Totally melts my heart. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent my paternal grandmother home, and it was back to Ahma's house for blackjack again. Managed to recoup all my losses, hahaha! The cousins lost like nobody's business. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09 FEBRUARY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/cny0808.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No, it's not a coincidence that you can't see our faces properly in almost every Rojak photo put up here :p) Went to JiaYin's house to 拜年 with Puppet and Clown in the *coughs* morning. Played a few rounds of Bridge and one round of Taidi (there's a reason why I love Taidi more than Bridge, hehe), and we talked about supernatural happenings. Yes, during CNY, of all occassions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at JY's, then we left for Ahma's house where we played mahjong. :) I felt so horrible for toppling the &lt;i&gt;bahkwa&lt;/i&gt;s even though Jonathan didn't scold or nag at me. :\ Lawrence helped me with a few rounds of mahjong before the cousins had to leave to go visiting on their own. I didn't realise Puppet and Clown could understand Hokkien until then. Cool. JY won the most number of rounds, followed by Puppet and I, then Clown. This also resulted in JY gloating. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/cny0809.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Dinner at Clarke Quay TCC with Charlene, Carina and Jane. Was super early (for once), so Clown the super nice friend stayed behind to entertain me and ended up taking the train from Serangoon to Bishan. Thank youuu. :D 7hours late is a record difficult to break, haha. Anyway, dinner with the girls was good, even though we met a really dumb waitress. "Mathematically-challenged" would be a more precise adjective actually. My greatest achievement of the day was that I managed to tie a knot with the cherry stalk! :D Camwhored by the river, and we also took the bungee ride! *coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/CJ7movieposter.jpg" border="2" /&gt;Left Clarke Quay for AMK Hub with Carina at around 10pm for a midnight movie with the KBT people, and twenty of us went (5th granduncle, 5th grandaunty, 8th granduncle, 8th grandaunty, 9th granduncle, 9th grandaunty, Jimmy, Yi, HuiYi, XingHui &amp; bf Steven, Zai, Di &amp; gf Rebecca, Debbie, Kido, Tammy, YiWu, Tiam, and me). &lt;b&gt;CJ7&lt;/b&gt; was really good, in my humble opinion. It's not the generic stupid and laugh-until-can-cry Stephen Chow show like &lt;b&gt;Kungfu&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;Shaolin Soccer&lt;/b&gt;, but really funny yet touching at the same time. Exaggerated, yes. Retarded, yes. But hilarious! I'm proud to say that I teared during the movie, and since I don't tear very often, this is quite a good show. Super touching. :') YiWu bought Tammy a PSP slim for Valentine's Day, omg. Not to mention the Guess watch, LV bag. (I want!) The things married couples do before they have a baby. &lt;i&gt;After that all the money will be spent on the baby, HAHA.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie ended at 12+am, but I ended up sleeping at 5+am 'cause I was resizing photos for my DEAR primary school friends. Which resulted in me waking up just in time for lunch the next day, oops. Lost to Panda for the last two consecutive nights, and I finally won him, yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 FEBRUARY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/kungfudunk.jpg" border="2" /&gt;Yup, so both Panda and Zombie woke up in the afternoon and decided to go out. Caught &lt;b&gt;Kungfu Dunk&lt;/b&gt; with Clown in the late afternoon at Cineleisure, and it was such a cute show. :D The moment Jacky Wu appeared, we started laughing already. He just has that kind of effect on people. "乾坤大挪移" is just about the silliest kungfu move ever. You can get soooo absorbed into practising it, you freeze and die. O.o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay Chou was funny, Eric Tsang was funny, many characters brought laughter to the audience. Overall, it was just a funny show. The special effects were pretty good, even though the plot wasn't. But on second thought, I don't think I was even paying much attention to the plot. More towards the characters, the kungfu moves, and um, some other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with JiaYin and Puppet after the movie (they actually met up to &lt;b&gt;mug&lt;/b&gt;, what is the world coming to?!), and we took neoprints and walked around for a while before we left for home. School, oh gosh. I slept at 12+am, so Panda won Zombie again! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-2752813665815321612?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/2752813665815321612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=2752813665815321612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2752813665815321612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/2752813665815321612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year-2008.html' title='Chinese New Year 2008'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-1213666261030837115</id><published>2008-02-04T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:58:50.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeney-27Dresses-Todd</title><content type='html'>First thing Puppet said to me when he saw me today was, &lt;font color="green"&gt;"Long time no see."&lt;/font&gt; My sentiments exactly. It's only been one week, but it felt like we haven't met for a super duper long time. Had fun with the Rojak Gang today, as usual. Eh, I realised that we didn't take a group photo. Sianzx. Mugged with JiaYin and Puppet at JY's house while Clown was MIA. JY left for her piano lesson, and Puppet and I went for lunch. We were so kind to climb all the way up and go back to Cristofori to meet her after her lesson - to find that she pangseh-ed us and was already home. Some kind of friend. Puppet and I ended up walking in the rain. Oh, we didn't get wet at all! &lt;i&gt;The power of self-delusioning.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02030801.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought rojak (too bad for Clown :p), and we had a &lt;i&gt;taugay&lt;/i&gt;-poking competition. Sometimes, I do wonder why we are ever so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02030802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally left JY's place, and we headed for AMK. On the bus ride there, we got a bit too lame and decided to do silly stuff to our iPods. (Idea from yours truly, as usual, lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02030803.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Clown, who got dao-ed by us for like, two minutes, because he was such a terrible friend. *pokes* Got tickets for the movie, and we bought &lt;b&gt;Cloverfield&lt;/b&gt; at first. Then we realised that &lt;s&gt;Hall 2 is out of the way of Hall 5&lt;/s&gt; all of us watched it before and we obviously don't wanna watch it again since it sucks so much, brave me went back to the counter to exchange the tickets for &lt;b&gt;27 Dresses&lt;/b&gt;. Dinner at &lt;b&gt;Chocz&lt;/b&gt; was not very enjoyable, partly because it was quite a rush, and partly because The Rebel got us all a bit too distracted. *coughs* Reulted in 100+ photos at the end of the day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02030804.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02030805.jpg" border="2" /&gt;I think &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;27 Dresses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was a really fabulous show! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/love2ok.gif" border="0"&gt; The dresses were so beautiful, especially the one which Mrs.Lovett wore throughout the entire movie. ;) The plot was good, but the story itself was pretty sad. I'm apologetic to say that when the first person (some dumb Italian barber) got slashed, I laughed. Subsequently, it was pretty much just repetitive slashing of the throats and making human meat pies. The chair which all the victims had to sit on was damn cool! I really like Sweeney Todd, even though he's mad over vengence and extremely cold-blooded. Not a gory show, just lots of spurting red paint (oh fine, blood). I love the songs! GV Marina has good anti-pokes seats, unlike GV Bishan. But still. I can't believe I jumped. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after the movie because we are such good kids. x) The more precise reason would be that there is school tomorrow, gah. I feel like posting a photo of my greatest accomplishment today (managed to get something which can make me laugh whenever I look at it), but I decided not to. I'm so kind la! And this is the first post whereby you see my face more than anyone else's. Probably because Puppet and Clown are not-to-be-seens. Don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significant quotes of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"De-de-de-de-delete it!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Where's ShuMei? Where's &lt;i&gt;Clown&lt;/i&gt;? Where where where?" *look around, head angled 45º upwards*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Whoa, then you confirm cannot see JiaYin already."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"People with bigger brains tend to be shorter because the head is heavier. Then people without much stuff in their brains ah..." *looks at ShuMei &amp; &lt;i&gt;Clown&lt;/i&gt;, laughs*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;"Oh, then &lt;i&gt;Puppet&lt;/i&gt;..." *laughs harder*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-1213666261030837115?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/1213666261030837115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=1213666261030837115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1213666261030837115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/1213666261030837115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/02/sweeney-27dresses-todd.html' title='Sweeney-27Dresses-Todd'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-711811588387519600</id><published>2008-02-01T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T14:53:43.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinatown Photo Field Trip Part I</title><content type='html'>Okay, I finally took those supposedly grotesque photos of the eyeball off the blog. Rejoice! I realised that I'm totally comfortable with watching excessive blood and gore, decapitation, slashing, whipping, bombing, gunshots, etc. in movies, but I simply CANNOT stand &lt;b&gt;bayonets&lt;/b&gt;. Whenever I see those &lt;a href="http://www.diggerhistory.info/images/weapons-ww2-jap/dwyer-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;crazy weapons&lt;/a&gt; in action, I cringe. :( &lt;i&gt;And therefore, I'm not morbid. Haha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was not a good field trip at Chinatown today with AV Club and Mr.Lim KB because it was raining. The Rebel got really wet, and so did I. I've never been a fan of rain, and it simply irritates the hell outta me when I cannot angle my camera upwards to take buildings!!! &gt;:( I could, of course, but what good will it do if the lens have water droplets on it? -inserts mumbling and grumbling- Mr.Lim said the Aesthetics Dept. is gonna buy Canon macro lens soon, and I can borrow! Love my teachers. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures! I'm not very happy with this batch (only 20 presentable ones out of the 90 passable ones, none fabulous), but whatever. And oh, &lt;u&gt;I want comments from everyone&lt;/u&gt;. I don't care if you're not into photography, just give me some comments. Go ahead and criticise them. Thanks tons! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010801.jpg" border="2"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010807.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical lanterns outside a Buddhist temple; Some random strange figurine.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010802.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncle thought I was just shooting his dogs, HAHA.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010803.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depth-of-field is so lovely. *prances around the room*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010804.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the colours of the sunflower. :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010805.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010806.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrast increased, brightness decreased (by a lot).&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010808.jpg" border="2"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010817.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The compass reminds me of an iPod nano!; Fake firecrackers.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010809.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010810.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010811.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010812.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010813.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way the sunlight shines on those mandarin oranges. :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010814.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010815.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nightmarket-ish, but it was taken in bright daylight. ISO 1/125, I think.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010816.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010818.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GuenYik shot muffins, yummm.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010819.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so did I! Bought two of the chocolate ones, haha.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/02010820.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traditional German bread looks nice! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, comments comments comments! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-711811588387519600?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/711811588387519600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=711811588387519600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/711811588387519600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/711811588387519600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinatown-photo-field-trip-part-i.html' title='Chinatown Photo Field Trip Part I'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5256440441378286641</id><published>2008-01-29T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:52:31.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye Am So Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/012908eyedissection.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Obviously taken with the handphone.&lt;/i&gt; I love dissections. Both heart and eye dissections of the pig fascinated me immensely. No, I'm not morbid, just very curious. :) I had so much fun trying to remove the cornea from the eyeball and squeezing out the fluid and iris. I also successfully flipped the eyeball inside out - it's black inside (bottom row, right picture). An accomplishment, definitely. Love Bio. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been sleeping much since the school term started, and I know it. Not like I can help it though, I get more energetic as the night goes by. But I don't want pimples!!! *goes into state of devastation* &lt;b&gt;Zombie Panda&lt;/b&gt; is quite cute, haha. I'm good, I woke the sleepyhead up for revision last night. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5256440441378286641?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5256440441378286641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5256440441378286641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5256440441378286641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5256440441378286641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/01/eye-am-so-cool.html' title='Eye Am So Cool'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-6045768045658700378</id><published>2008-01-20T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:49:16.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weddings, One Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;18 JANUARY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/011808_yongswedding.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for GuoYong and KeXin's wedding in the evening with the KBT people at &lt;b&gt;Mandarin Oriental Hotel&lt;/b&gt;. Yong looked sooo handsome, omg! I really love the white tux he wore. Happy to see my childhood buddy getting married. It's like seeing a boy grow into a man. I thought my other four brothers looked charming in formal too. :D Four guys, tall + wide shoulders + lean built + deep-set features = girls constantly looking over, &lt;u&gt;salivating&lt;/u&gt;. Seriously! Especially those teenage waitresses. They're either super nervous or super enthusiastic. And they always stand at the guys' side of the table. I always feel damn good to have the guys walking with me at times like this, HAHAHA! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a good idea for the KBT team to sit at one table though. We always make fun of the waitress, then the captain will end up serving us instead because the waitress got too scared. :p Went high with our super duper loud "yamseng"s (led by my dear never-get-drunk granduncles), which was followed by drinking, obviously. One word, &lt;i&gt;hiong&lt;/i&gt; (i.e. reckless). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19 JANUARY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/011908.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popped by Maozedong's place with the KBT people for buffet dinner, and to congratulate him on his son's marriage the next day. And I envy people who live in high-rise flats. The view from the house is just, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;WHOA, SUI&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. *points to pics above* Zai was being really lame *shivers* and strangely talkative (he usually doesn't talk) the entire day. He gave me beauty tips. My 23-year-old uncle taught me how to get rid of my eye bags! :O No, and it freaking works!!! That was just &lt;u&gt;unbelievable&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20 JANUARY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/012008_masonswedding.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason's wedding at &lt;b&gt;Orchid Country Club&lt;/b&gt; Grand Ballroom. I don't know him personally, I only know his dad. Anyway, Maozedong looked really good in his new suit since he's tall and has a relatively big build. Charming father-in-law. :) The food was obviously not as good as Mandarin Oriental's (it's quite bad actually). The service at OCC &lt;u&gt;sucks&lt;/u&gt;. Grumpy waitresses who look muderous when cutting up the food and throw plates in front of you just made me lose my appetite. &gt;&lt; The food served were mostly vegetarian, so we didn't eat much. Vegetarian food just has a strange smell. Everyone opted for soft drinks (even the granduncles) due to post-wedding phobia from Friday. The emcee was this Jeff DJ person from 883FM, and he replaced "yamseng" with "cheers". How stupid. -.- The KBT people did a round of "yamseng" on our own, and we were the loudest amongst everyone else who "yamseng"-ed. *smirks* Oh, I only drank six glasses of orange juice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front of my personalised class tee reads, &lt;b&gt;Proud to be &lt;u&gt;Humble&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I came up with it okay. (After considering words like "pig", "meatarian", and all those girlish adjectives.) Dang, I'm so cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-6045768045658700378?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/6045768045658700378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=6045768045658700378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6045768045658700378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/6045768045658700378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/01/kbt-filled-days.html' title='Two Weddings, One Weekend'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-3382811616663449361</id><published>2008-01-06T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T14:47:57.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rojak and the random</title><content type='html'>Popped by Bishan library after school today, then J8 to buy a present. Clown ambushed me!!! :O I thought he was in school until he smsed to tell me that I was listening to my iPod. I was like, &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;OMG WHERE ARE YOU?!&lt;/font&gt; Haha. Turned around and bumped right into him. And got poked. I'd already turned around please, what a pig. :p It was so unfair, he had both hands free while I was carrying my file and a present. Didn't get to poke him much, but it's really nice to see silly Clown all the same. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 17 JANUARY 2008, 7.55PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the fourth time this week, I met Puppet and JiaYin. We're meeting one another so often that Clown, the busy person, is complaining. Hahaha. &lt;i&gt;Too bad, only 12 more days to prelims.&lt;/i&gt; We hung out and did homework together, I really did some work this time round okay! It was fun, as usual, despite the lack of pokes and gnaws nowadays. Love the Rojak Gang. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, please go and console JY now. She's depressed. She's injured in one eye 'cause she knocked it while she was dozing off last night. How &lt;i&gt;smart&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;s&gt;eye&lt;/s&gt; aye? I wanted to give her a punch in her left eye so that she will look more balanced, but ohwells... I'm just not the violent kind. *blinks innocently* Although I burst out laughing the second I saw your injury (and still laugh whenever I look closely at it - it's hilarious!), I really hope that you'll get well really soon, JY! I mean, seriously, I don't want &lt;i&gt;half&lt;/i&gt; a panda as a friend. Who does, right? At least be &lt;b&gt;whole&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 16 JANUARY 2008, 8.55PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to town with Charlene and JY today to buy stuff for school and etc. after school. I hate walking in drizzles. Dimsum for lunch, and Subway for dinner. We kept yawning 'cause we're tired and yawns are contagious. :p I went a bit crazy today, buying things which are purely aesthetically appealing yet unnecessary. Met Puppet at J8 in the late afternoon, and we just did random walking and shopping. My life revolves around the same few people now, haha. I'm craving for brownies + ice-cream!!! Subway's brownies just look freaking pathetic as compared to Decoder's, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2weeks; 10days of (almost) non-stop sms-ing, We're so cool. Our phone bills will also be very cool. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;HAPPY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY, YUNQI!&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 15 JANUARY 2008, 9.08PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene, JiaYin and Puppet came over to my house this afternoon, and we &lt;i&gt;mugged&lt;/i&gt;. Yeah. :p I'm tired, but am still surviving on my 2hours of sleep from last night. Am turning nocturnal. I totally pwnz Clown. Talk about accompanying me 'til I'm done. Pants on fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 14 JANUARY 2008, 9.25PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/011408.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to watch &lt;b&gt;AVP II&lt;/b&gt; today, but we ended up watching a lame chinese horror movie (&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Xin Xiang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;) and &lt;b&gt;Pan's Labyrinth&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;font color="#666633"&gt;Somebody&lt;/font&gt; didn't turn up today because that &lt;font color="#666633"&gt;Somebody&lt;/font&gt; was busy rushing homework. Hmph. &lt;i&gt;Don't like you already!&lt;/i&gt; Anyway, kenna &lt;i&gt;taopok&lt;/i&gt;-ed countless times today, and there was &lt;b&gt;nothing&lt;/b&gt; which I could do to retaliate. Was in a vulnerable position since JY and Puppet ganged up against me. -.- And then and then, I had nobody to poke today. Sadded. For dinner, I called 62353535 (that's right, Pizza Hut) and asked for 6-piece chicken. Yeah, stop laughing already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 13 JANUARY 2008, 10.05PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dumbest thing anyone would ever do is to go to school and then leave after one lesson because the teachers, friends, and deans (yes, the &lt;b&gt;deans&lt;/b&gt;) said so. And that lesson is PE, which you skipped. Sucks right. Urgh. Why the hell did I decide to ignore the dumb MC and go to school today?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;HAPPY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY, CHARLENE!&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 11 JANUARY 2008, 12.16PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px;" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/one-missed-call.jpg" border="2" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One Missed Call&lt;/b&gt; with JiaYin, Clown and Puppet at J8 this afternoon, and it sucks, IMO. The suspense and horror factors were so insignificant. If I can keep laughing during a horror movie, it sucks. Puppet, on the other hand... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy today, because I made Clown jump during a horror movie! *triumphant* Apparently he never &lt;s&gt;does&lt;/s&gt; did. He tried to poke me back, but I managed to grab hold of his finger before he struck, hahaha! I must say, I enjoy poking Clown very much. :D Oh, Puppet managed to poke me once, and Clown poked him back for me. Anyway, revenge is always sweeter with longer arms! :) Then they threw popcorn at each other, forgetting that I was sitting between them. I was an innocent party can. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still very amazed at how we can be so comfortable around one another. Frankly speaking, I've never even been that close (in all aspects of the word) to most of my dear ol' primary school friends. :\ Speaking of primary school friends, JY, Puppet and I met JieYing after the movie. Fate brought us together, haha. To each and every single one of the primary school friends whom I was ever close to, &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;I miss you guys a lot. Really. &lt;3&lt;/font&gt; And don't you &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;EVER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; see me and decide not to wave/smile okay. You'll get it from me, I swear. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;HAPPY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY, JUNDE! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/EDIT @ 10 JANUARY 2008, 7.58PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppet decided to cook us omelette for dinner. From gross to yummy, Puppet's not a bad cook! :)&lt;br /&gt;Voices: Puppet, JiaYin, ShuMei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/09Jan08-Tooncooksdinner.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do more cooking, haha. It's fun to watch guys cook. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I just realised that JY screamed his name like, twice. I called him twice too. I hope nobody recognises that set of school uniform. Oopsie.&lt;/i&gt; I sound retarded, HAHA. Caleb still does "omqq" best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 09 JANUARY 2008, 9.21PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;" I don't like you! "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;" Why you don't like me? :'( "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;" Am I supposed to like you? "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;" Yes! "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;" I don't want to! :p "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;" Like me like me! :) "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;" Okay, like you like you. Poke. :) "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666633"&gt;" Haha.. Poke poke poke! :D "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silliest sms conversation of the day. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 08 JANUARY 2008, 11.13PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is &lt;b&gt;meet-the-primary-school-friends&lt;/b&gt; day! :D Met JY in the morning coincidentally. Subsequently, we met SungMing (who didn't see me until he alighted from the bus) and JunDe (whom I didn't see until we alighted from the bus). Blindness. I feel short standing next to JD now. And he looks very nice with contacts and new uniform. :) Met Caleb after school, and we met Bryan and ZhuChong on the bus on our way home. Then Yunqi popped by for a few minutes. Seven, cool right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having Lang Arts lesson in the comp lab, and we were supposed to be reading articles online. Paul Tan (to the class, directed at me), &lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Eh, why you watching porn in class? Jialat, you're addicted to porn!"&lt;/font&gt; The &lt;a href="http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/singaporeseen/viewContent.jsp?id=11475" target="_blank"&gt;porn&lt;/a&gt; which I was watching. Paul Tan is seriously lame when he talks dirty. He always does. And he claims that ACS guys are really funny. Oh, hardeeharhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/ EDIT @ 07 JANUARY 2008, 5.13PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with the Rojak Gang over the weekends, and I really enjoyed myself. We actually feel very comfortable around one another, surprisingly. I mean, I have only known the guys for four days, strictly speaking, but we can talk about almost everything under the sun. Don't have any pictures, because we were too busy mugging. Yeah. Cough. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;(Reminder to self: Take more Rojak pictures!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of poking, brownies + icecream (cookies&amp;cream is pretty good), biting of air (go figure), games, pillow/cushion fights, &lt;i&gt;taopok&lt;/i&gt;-ed (I had about 100kg worth of human beings pouncing on me -.-), and more poking. I still think Clown is the most fun to poke (and tickle), even though Puppet made us suffer from laughing fits when Clown and I tickled him. Basically Puppet is just damn cute, haha. We got honked by a million cars when we were mad-tickling one another and running about on the pavement next to the road. I have bruises 'cause I react terribly to pokes and tickles and I'll knock into stuff. Like, billboards at the bus stop. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And JM, JY and Puppet like to gang up against Clown and me during games. We died at like, light speed in the Bang! game. So evil! *bites air* Speaking of evil, I think I'm quite a bad person for taking the warm pillow from Clown (I don't know how he made it so warm and comfy!) and giving him my cold one. Decoder's was freezing. And when the warm one which I'm hugging gets cold, I'd take his cold-turned-warm one and pass him my warm-turned-cold one again. Multiply that routine by about ten. Without any complaints too. Heh. Thank you, warmth generator. &lt;3 I shall be nicer to Clown. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three more weeks 'til eating the best rojak in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/icons/cameralove.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/icons/thHoldinghands2.jpg" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/icons/thz4559769.png" border="0" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm trying to read between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;You got me going outta my mind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hums the Jenny tune*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-3382811616663449361?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/3382811616663449361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=3382811616663449361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3382811616663449361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/3382811616663449361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/01/ooh-rojak-gnaws.html' title='The Rojak and the random'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/icons/th_cameralove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-568459273666101262</id><published>2008-01-05T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:30:30.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Charlene and Yunqi! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Had a small gathering for the ninegirls last night, it was our "last gathering before we all start mugging". Kinda. We also celebrated Charlene's and Yunqi's birthdays! :D How can you &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; celebrate your sweet sixteenth, right?! But since both Charlene and Yunqi decided not to celebrate with friends this year (ahem ahem, me included), I decided to celebrate with them HAHA. It was meant to be a surprise, but it wasn't a good one. The candles and my terrible lies gave it away. (Dang, I can't lie anymore.) *sighs* But it was a lovely gathering nonetheless! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/010408_ninegirls01.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiramisu cream cake, champagne, much fun and love.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to take some photos before the battery for The Rebel ran out. I knew I should have charged it before the gathering! :( Sorry sorry sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/010408_ninegirls02.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/010408_ninegirls03.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked a lot about the O's, school, the O's, CCA, the O's, teachers, the O's, stress, the O's, yeah you get the drift. It feels good to know what the others have been up to these days, and how they are now. It's been seven good years of friendship, really. I simply cannot imagine how I would be like without the nine. &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/010408_ninegirls04.jpg" width="480" height="320" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Sixteenth Birthday, we love you guys no matter how old you are!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/smooch.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More at &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/redefy" target="_blank"&gt;Charlene's&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://farrago-of-joys.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Yunqi's&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://dazzlingfantasy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Zina's&lt;/a&gt; blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-568459273666101262?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/568459273666101262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=568459273666101262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/568459273666101262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/568459273666101262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-charlene-and-yunqi-3.html' title='Happy Birthday, Charlene and Yunqi! &lt;3'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412838218659426189.post-5400706045739767922</id><published>2008-01-01T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:06:31.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To celebrate the future, and to remember the past</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE! :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 is gone in a flash, and 2008 has arrived. It was fun while it lasted. :) Made new friends, caught up with old ones ♥, found lost ones, and lost contact with some as well. A ton of fun and laughter, bits of emoness, suffering under stress, living up to expectations, rebelling against rules which I don't believe in &lt;i&gt;and not feeling the least bit sorry about it&lt;/i&gt;, reaching towards goals, making wishes come true, meeting people from different walks of life. Laughing at (and enjoying) the silly things we do, crying for unjust and blindness in the society, feeling scared of losing loved ones. Shocked at certain ridiculous family members, fretted over weddings and bonded more with the others. A storm stirred up in KBT, settled down, and people started throwing invisible daggers at one another flawlessly and soundlessly. 2007 was like a rollercoaster ride. My instincts say 2008 will be no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 will be a busier year, with possibly less gatherings and more mugging. Yes, what a drag, right? Work hard for the big O's, people. And the rest of us will need to make sure that we don't fail our stuff (much). Can you smell the stress already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/shit.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31 DECEMBER 2007&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KBT BBQ was just fabulous! :D It was special, because we talked a lot about serious topics instead of dwelling on gossips. We also concluded that we're growing up fast. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt loved when everyone started piling me with food the moment I reached. Seriously, I didn't barbeque &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt;. Was too busy trying to finish up my food instead. WeiHua and Di brought their girlfriends, while HuiYi and XingHui brought their boyfriends. Maozedong was trying to convince the bfs/gfs to go to KBT more often. *smacks forehead* Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;01 JANUARY 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/010108_rojakgang.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I decided not to expose the identities of Clown and Puppet for the time being, haha. *gnaws*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with the Rojak gang again, and Puppet joined us this time. Headed to AMK Hub in the afternoon because we wanted to go to Kbox, but it was too freaking expensive, so we ended up playing arcade while waiting for our dear Clown to turn up. He was &lt;i&gt;so early&lt;/i&gt; please. We were supposed to meet at 2pm, and he came at 4pm. Wow. Oh yes. I pwnzed Puppet at Daytona, and he was on (supposedly) can-go-very-fast Manual while I was only on Automatic! *smug* Clown came in first for both rounds, gah. But JY was the proest, she came in fifth. Oh, did I mention, there were five of us in that round. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Serangoon for karaoke session, and it was super fun(ny)! Especially when we were singing Jay Chou's &lt;i&gt;Huo Yuan Jia&lt;/i&gt;. Everyone was so enthusiastic, we were shouting &lt;i&gt;huo&lt;/i&gt;s and &lt;i&gt;wo&lt;/i&gt;s into the mikes. ;D They kept complaining that I wasn't singing loud enough. It's just the mike okay! I think most of the Jay Chou songs were sung by Clown and me, but we always fumble at the rapping parts, especially for &lt;i&gt;Ye Qu&lt;/i&gt;. :( We should go KTV again soon! It's so cheap and cosy and fun and interesting and all, haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at Ti Amo, and we got to go upstairs. It was really comfortable, with big plasma tvs to watch soccer on. Chelsea vs Fulham was on, but we didn't stay long enough to watch the entire match. Ended up in a peanuts-throwing fight - JY started it, who else? I couldn't finish my fish&amp;chips again, so we got it packed for a special cat. I think my stomach is shrinking at light speed, oh no! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppet left shortly after, and the rest of us went to the playground near JY's place to look for this particular "colourful" cat to feed it. With my leftover fish from dinner, ahem. JiaMin was trying to cheer Clown and I up, and motivate us to feel like school's really fun. In vain, most unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at around 10.30pm. It sucks to have to go to school the next day. I look forward to every coming weekend, really. School blues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412838218659426189-5400706045739767922?l=oneshotdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/feeds/5400706045739767922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7412838218659426189&amp;postID=5400706045739767922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5400706045739767922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412838218659426189/posts/default/5400706045739767922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-2008.html' title='To celebrate the future, and to remember the past'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
