<?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-22944201</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:02:57.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aphsx</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-607385419491089984</id><published>2007-10-06T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T18:47:23.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm starting to get impatient with my internet connection. It takes 10 mins to log into blogger! Okay maybe i'm exaggerating abit. Maybe 8 mins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so exhausted. I know I'm in no position to say I am as I've not be steping on the accelerator(((yet))). I'm in no position to whine cos I've yet to function my fullest potential. I'm dying to get back my source of motivation and determination.. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been either mugging, spending time with mike, getting annoyed at the slightest things, making a big fuss over it, jogging on the threadmill as a source of relief and tennis with my pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back home from a movie-balls of fury okay not worth 9 bucks. Oh Maggie Q is hot too skinny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't wait for 13th Nov. Before I can start counting down to 13th Nov, it would be a better choice to count down how many days I'm left with before the  commencement of the long awaited National Examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18Oct - Sci Pract(If i did not recall wrongly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, its time for my beauty sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-607385419491089984?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/607385419491089984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=607385419491089984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/607385419491089984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/607385419491089984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-starting-to-get-impatient-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-1739705039273257390</id><published>2007-09-25T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T15:06:40.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What else do you want me to say?&lt;br /&gt;Quit breaking my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it even makes a difference to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I tried.&lt;br /&gt;What else. &lt;br /&gt;What else, you tell me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-1739705039273257390?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/1739705039273257390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=1739705039273257390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/1739705039273257390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/1739705039273257390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-else-do-you-want-me-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-7133122809946360587</id><published>2007-09-17T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:19:09.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Blessed Sexxxy 17th Birthday, Zephyr!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed yourself on 15th September at Mad Jack's and Eski Bar:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having you as a bestfriend made me a better person everyday. When times get rough and my world falls apart, you're someone I run to; you offer your heart. From tearful shoulders, big fat hugs to stomach aching laughs, you're someone I count on &amp;amp; need for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Zephyr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Ru6XxLJ1a1I/AAAAAAAAACw/vqrRcUy8QPk/s1600-h/friendster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111189498175515474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Ru6XxLJ1a1I/AAAAAAAAACw/vqrRcUy8QPk/s320/friendster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Ru6YMLJ1a2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/5HZsC6BRgCM/s1600-h/PICT0011(02).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111189962031983458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Ru6YMLJ1a2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/5HZsC6BRgCM/s320/PICT0011(02).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Ru6aULJ1a3I/AAAAAAAAADA/ee8gb6w78f0/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111192298494192498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Ru6aULJ1a3I/AAAAAAAAADA/ee8gb6w78f0/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 more days to O levels.&lt;br /&gt;What else can I say?&lt;br /&gt;Time to step on the accelerator for the last &amp;amp; final leg before its time to party ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;for you Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Ru6avbJ1a4I/AAAAAAAAADI/JgEkurl1DME/s1600-h/X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Ru6avbJ1a4I/AAAAAAAAADI/JgEkurl1DME/s320/X.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111192766645627778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-7133122809946360587?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7133122809946360587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=7133122809946360587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/7133122809946360587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/7133122809946360587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/09/35-more-days-to-o-levels.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Ru6XxLJ1a1I/AAAAAAAAACw/vqrRcUy8QPk/s72-c/friendster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-7841014641698001235</id><published>2007-09-15T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T01:21:52.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Good Charlotte - Predicatable(Repeat Mode)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soluna - For All Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is everything worth it?&lt;br /&gt;Am I asking too much from you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I knew, I'm taking a leap of faith.&lt;br /&gt;A leap that I know that will either make or break me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope you're not taking me for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just want to get everything back on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've spent countless nights bawling over this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm tired, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friggin sick &amp; tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope I'll find myself before its too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something isn't right I can feel it again, feel it again. This isn't the first time. That you left me waiting Sad excuses and false hopes high. I saw this coming still I don't know why I let you in. I knew it all alined &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're so predictable. I knew something would go wrong (somethings always goes wrong).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So you don't have to call. Or say anything at all. So predictable (so predictable) So take your empty words, your broken promises &amp;amp;all the time you'd stole. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-7841014641698001235?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7841014641698001235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=7841014641698001235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/7841014641698001235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/7841014641698001235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/09/good-charlotte-predicatablerepeat-mode.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-7011815500756283430</id><published>2007-09-09T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T15:31:03.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyday, life presents us with opportunities. Mainly little opportunities but sometimes major ones too. It can either be a positive or a negative opportunities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A negative one lessens one's ability to be a better person. A positive opportunity brings personal enrichment in one's life. Many positive opportunities are presented to us daily but we do not take them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What plays a big part? Our mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It blocks &amp;hinders any effective response to a positive opportunity. For eg: if there is a maths club in school and you are weak in maths, should you join the club? Of course. It is an opportunity to improve in the subject. However instead of joining the club, we avoid doing so because we will be embarrassed by our weakness, it is a wasted opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example: tennis. There are always room for improvements and tournaments for us to take on. If we don't try, it will be another wasted opportunity. As a result, we will not improve and thus, it will be stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we miss opportunities cos we are indifferent to the opportunities around us. We think that we have no time to involve ourselves with anything or anyone else beyond our little circle of friends and interests. Oftentimes we're so wrapped up in living our lives and hectic schedules. Here again wasting opportunities.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we do not recognise opportunities. We hesitate to try smth we have not tried before as we're afraid that the outcome may not what we expected it to be. This is another opportunity. However, most people are unwilling to take up the opportunity as a challenge as they're afraid to move out of their comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should cultivate an positive attitude to pursue positive opportunities. New opportunities are challenges and life w/o challenges would be dull and boring. We should never look back and regret all the wasted opportunities in our lives as long as we treasure all opportunities and challenge our level of capability.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-7011815500756283430?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7011815500756283430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=7011815500756283430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/7011815500756283430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/7011815500756283430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/09/everyday-life-presents-us-with.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-800983568374784969</id><published>2007-09-05T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:52:47.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Playing: Lifehouse - Blind(1), Hinder - Lips of An Angel(2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning, who blogs in the morning you tell me? When my exciting day has not even started yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragged my lazy ass out yesterday morning for Tennis @ Alphonsus's place. It weren't exactly that effective as I was very temperamental. Okay since when Anna isn't? In a short notice, Michael came to pick me up and had lunch at Botanics. The friggin Seafood friedrice costs $12. But it was not bad.. -.- Well we had some difficulties with the direction, ended up at NUS for a moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, I'm tired. I've not been sleeping well since (*!&amp;@(*!!*(&amp;@! I'm always thinking too much. However, the content has nothing to do with my academics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often reminisce how my life was the past year and how time flies this year. To the extent that I've yet to plan for my goal setting 2007. I realised I've not been a positive thinker lately. I think soo much&amp; focus on wrong things. I often ponder abt the past and prepare myself for the worse instead of expecting the unexpected and embrace it with open arms. I'm afraid. I'm very very afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are consequences.. consequences.. consequences.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for O levels to be over.&lt;br /&gt;Good bye, its time for tuition, gym with wk and tennis with my favourite boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-800983568374784969?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/800983568374784969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=800983568374784969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/800983568374784969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/800983568374784969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/09/playing-lifehouse-blind1-hinder-lips-of.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-1551631944972845601</id><published>2007-09-04T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:56:53.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The words "i love you" shows that someone cares for you.&lt;br /&gt;It shows that someone cares for you deeply.&lt;br /&gt;They might say, "love is blind" but no, it isnt.&lt;br /&gt;Love is developed overtime where you come to acknowledge the person's flaws and accept them, where you love him/her for who he/she is.&lt;br /&gt;The words "i love you" also shows that someone is thinking of you 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is undefinable. Yes but love is felt. When people dear to your heart tell you, "i care for you, i am concerned about you, i have your interests at heart, i want you to know that i love you, i want to be the one to make you smile daily, nothing but the best for you" be it platonic or beyond platonic terms, love still touches the coldest of hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-1551631944972845601?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/1551631944972845601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=1551631944972845601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/1551631944972845601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/1551631944972845601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/09/words-i-love-you-shows-that-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-8467469320471506681</id><published>2007-08-31T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:46:09.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My whrilling emotions are killing me due to the daily pills that I've been popping into my body. I get so cranky that I get irritable at the minor-est(bet there's a word) issues. I could even breakdown in the at the early morning hours like 3am. I called Zephyr and I cried my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the emo shit, first day of the September hols. A new month, a month closer to O levels, a month closer to October, a month closer closer... ah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else, I look forward to the end of the month cos its something distinctively exceptionally important. However, if I compare it with Olvls, okay Olvls' way more impt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I look terrible here but he looks cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/RthQla7lsMI/AAAAAAAAACo/vzCqhsmx5o4/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104918781439094978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/RthQla7lsMI/AAAAAAAAACo/vzCqhsmx5o4/s320/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for sweeping me off my feet 24/7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 2nd, Beloved.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-8467469320471506681?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8467469320471506681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=8467469320471506681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/8467469320471506681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/8467469320471506681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-whrilling-emotions-are-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/RthQla7lsMI/AAAAAAAAACo/vzCqhsmx5o4/s72-c/PICT0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-1693708686607611242</id><published>2007-08-29T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:45:28.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Preliminary Examinations semi-cleared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;CL(1)&lt;br /&gt;CLB(1)&lt;br /&gt;Physics&lt;br /&gt;Biology 1&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;Accounts (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I've cleared the taxing wearisome subjects(History &amp; SS) that kills all my brain cells instantly. So now I'm left with:&lt;br /&gt;●Phy/Bio Pract(tmrw)&lt;br /&gt;●CL(2),CLB(2)&lt;br /&gt;●Biology(2)&lt;br /&gt;●Accounts(1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gna give myself a break and unwind tomorrow after science pract with my favourite boy. Followed by friday with my tennis pals &amp;amp; girlfriends. I realised that I've not met up with Jas since the start of her new journey at SIM = since may? I miss you la jas, with the ah lau &amp; "its storytime" with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been gluping down numerous Brands Chicken Essence with American Ginseng and Birds' nest. It ain't helping me to stay awake &amp;amp; ready to absorb more content. However, I've been having sleepless nights =insomia for days. I'm so exhausted, I just wna snuggle up with Michael and experience serenity peace with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the major papers are over and after taking a break from the gym for abt 6days, its time to head to the gym and get back to my goal of losing 10kg by December without getting excessive stretch marks. Zephyr, lets lose more weight together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I realised that I've not been able to keep scerets well lately. Not from my friends but my family. Sometimes, I feel its better for them not to know anything as I don't want them to be &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;agonized abt my well being. I'm pretty sure that most of you will agree that its better to listen to an adult as they're older&amp;amp;went through what I'm currently going through as an growing young adult. I'm not talking abt any sexuality or any sort. Just for my well being..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal of losing 10kg by December may be tough but its not possible if I keep myself motivated and think positively. For an example: 1 week, down by 1 kg. Simple calculation: its possible. However, my body make not be able to bear with the extensive alteration. Thus, I've consequences to worry abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not only apply to weight loss. Whatever you decision you make, there are consequences. Be it, pleasant or unacceptable. We have to accept it. We can't change the past but we can change the future, look forward to it. Life is full of obstacles, let it strengthen you within to become a better and more desirable you cos there are always room for improvements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay its time to head to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;To sum up, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 2nd in advance, love&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the exhilarating good times&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/RtUzaK7lsKI/AAAAAAAAACY/A-HsELwkpWk/s1600-h/221592424l(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104042277398229154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/RtUzaK7lsKI/AAAAAAAAACY/A-HsELwkpWk/s320/221592424l(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-1693708686607611242?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/1693708686607611242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=1693708686607611242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/1693708686607611242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/1693708686607611242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/08/preliminary-examinations-semi-cleared.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/RtUzaK7lsKI/AAAAAAAAACY/A-HsELwkpWk/s72-c/221592424l(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-3958630002820701776</id><published>2007-08-20T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:44:53.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Playing: Chantal Kreviazuk - Feels Like Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 Au&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gust(3 days to SS prelim):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met up with my favourite boy in the evening for Dinner @ Chomp.&lt;br /&gt;-Had a great explosion with his company:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday 18 August(2days to SS prelim):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had him next to me when I woke up in the morning:)&lt;br /&gt;-Mugged my ass off for 6 hours before I met him for the Fireworks Festival @ Marina Bay&lt;br /&gt;The fireworks were great!&lt;br /&gt;I think the fireworks lasted for at least half an hr. Didn't capture it on video to share it with you guys though. I caught fireworks 3 times with Michael this year. Okay never mind, some people don't appreciate fireworks(looks at Z)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dined in at Changing Appetites@Marina. Well when the maincourse came, it literally changed our appetites. I shall not elaborate on it everyone will have their experience. Man while we were walking in, this 2 metrosexually dressed men were checking M out. Well, he is hot isn't he? Hahaha all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab home with Mike and the journey back home was delightful. Thats why I love you, Mike:) Smiles widely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday 19 August(1 day to SS prelim):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Had Physics tuition in the morning and mugged my ass off again. However, I could manage find time for myself and I went down to mum's shop to get my hair curled. Mugged my ass off again till abt midnight before I turned in and prepare myself for the prelim exam next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today 20th August(SS prelim, CL1 prelim, CLB1 prelim)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the day, sat for the 2 language paper and 1 humanity. Good thing I banged on Growth of Nations and Good governance. Both came out:) As for mother tongue.... :/:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent 1/4 of my day in the gym on cardio and weights today. I injured my tailbone again. The painkilers ain't working anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm taking a break from the books. Just started revising Physics. Gotta start on History soon I guess..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-3958630002820701776?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3958630002820701776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=3958630002820701776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/3958630002820701776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/3958630002820701776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/08/playing-chantal-kreviazuk-feels-like.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-7821719456579261062</id><published>2007-08-18T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:44:07.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Playing: Rascal Flatts - My Wish&lt;br /&gt;Count down: 2 days to SS/MT/CLB Prelim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been ages since I really had my blog updated about my life. Currently, I'm on a never-ending coaster ride. I've been suffering from insomnia for the past week due to these (few) factors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● O Levels&lt;br /&gt;● Prelim Examiations&lt;br /&gt;● Weight Management&lt;br /&gt;● Michael&lt;br /&gt;● Insecurities&lt;br /&gt;● Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oftentimes I remind myself to prioritise. Action speaks louder than words. Easier to be said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll share my secret with you. &lt;br /&gt;I recieved my O level(MT) June paper result last Monday: E8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the start of the year, I made a decision to drop F&amp;N(very time consuming subject) to concentrate on my other 6 core subjects. Come to think of it, I think I made the wrong choice of dropping it. I didn't expect myself to do so badly for MT to the extent with a grade of E8. I did not know how to react to it so I just kept quiet. Well there's no point of regretting it cos we can't change the past but we can change the future. (I know zephyr, this is not he first time i'm saying this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I considered after I recieved my terrible results were:&lt;br /&gt;● Okay Anna Lee, at the rate you're going you won't be able to even qualify for the first 3mths. Can't even smell it&lt;br /&gt;● I wasted my Dad's hard-earned money for 2 years(180/mth) and did not produce any results to make him proud&lt;br /&gt;● What makes it worse that he was from HCI and expects me to do well for MT ok, at least a Pass(damn it)&lt;br /&gt;● DSA(declined), DPA(declined) I'm on my own this time&lt;br /&gt;● CLB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, our MT teacher told us to sign up for CLB and the CL paper for backup plan. Just in case I fail CL, I've got CLB(Pass grade) to back me up for a polytechnic course. (phewwwwwwwwWww) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really hit me in the head woke me up from my slumber. Zephyr shared smth with me regarding our pal who sat for her O levels last year. Its private so I will pen down my opinion instead of telling you a long winded story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that my drive and motivation will die out before I seat for my O level. I'm left with 2 months. Friends and loved ones remind me constantly that I'm left with 2 mths and give it my best shot and get it over and done with and not be distracted with.. (fill in the blanks) I think I procrastinate too much. Zephyr and Michael will definately agree. I can't seem to get myself on the ball and prepare myself for the upcoming examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's my source of motivation?!?!?!?! &lt;br /&gt;There's no time to waste, 2mth(4wks x2) thats how little time we've left! (for those who are seating for O levels this yr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up everything, persistence, determination and faith is what I lack now and I've fighting to keep up with time. I hope I will figure out what the h is wrong with me today I've got no more time to waste, seriously. I shall not whine anymore and let some photos to do some side tracking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rsao9a7lsHI/AAAAAAAAACA/ozCQ4QhDdCs/s1600-h/107_2683(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rsao9a7lsHI/AAAAAAAAACA/ozCQ4QhDdCs/s320/107_2683(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099949401198407794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S5/2 for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rsap267lsII/AAAAAAAAACI/SFHi_-OLM1s/s1600-h/107_2666(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rsap267lsII/AAAAAAAAACI/SFHi_-OLM1s/s320/107_2666(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099950389040885890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil peek of my favourite boy&amp;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rsaqe67lsJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/wj_Zt2-x7PU/s1600-h/n671211770_157683_8491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rsaqe67lsJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/wj_Zt2-x7PU/s320/n671211770_157683_8491.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099951076235653266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family &amp; I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-7821719456579261062?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7821719456579261062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=7821719456579261062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/7821719456579261062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/7821719456579261062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/08/playing-rascal-flatts-my-wish-count.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rsao9a7lsHI/AAAAAAAAACA/ozCQ4QhDdCs/s72-c/107_2683(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115565358785537173</id><published>2007-08-09T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T15:30:03.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyday, life presents us with opportunities. Mainly little opportunities but sometimes major ones too. It can either be a positive or a negative opportunities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A negative one lessens one's ability to be a better person. A positive opportunity brings personal enrichment in one's life. Many positive opportunities are presented to us daily but we do not take them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What plays a big part? Our mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It blocks &amp;hinders any effective response to a positive opportunity. For eg: if there is a maths club in school and you are weak in maths, should you join the club? Of course. It is an opportunity to improve in the subject. However instead of joining the club, we avoid doing so because we will be embarrassed by our weakness, it is a wasted opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example: tennis. There are always room for improvements and tournaments for us to take on. If we don't try, it will be another wasted opportunity. As a result, we will not improve and thus, it will be stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we miss opportunities cos we are indifferent to the opportunities around us. We think that we have no time to involve ourselves with anything or anyone else beyond our little circle of friends and interests. Oftentimes we're so wrapped up in living our lives and hectic schedules. Here again wasting opportunities.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we do not recognise opportunities. We hesitate to try smth we have not tried before as we're afraid that the outcome may not what we expected it to be. This is another opportunity. However, most people are unwilling to take up the opportunity as a challenge as they're afraid to move out of their comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should cultivate an positive attitude to pursue positive opportunities. New opportunities are challenges and life w/o challenges would be dull and boring. We should never look back and regret all the wasted opportunities in our lives as long as we treasure all opportunities and challenge our level of capability.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115565358785537173?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115565358785537173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115565358785537173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115565358785537173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115565358785537173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/08/everyday-life-presents-us-with.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-5775266573433755180</id><published>2007-08-04T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:43:12.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this one of Zhenli's really old posts&lt;br /&gt;A true boyfriend would do this:&lt;br /&gt;- Sneak up behind her&lt;br /&gt;- Grab her by the waist&lt;br /&gt;- tell her shes beautiful&lt;br /&gt;- tell her she has amazing eyes&lt;br /&gt;- when your friends walk by say this is my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;- Say i love you to her face not over the phone or myspace&lt;br /&gt;- if shes sad take her in your arms and tell her everything will beokay&lt;br /&gt;- kiss her on the forehead- when you walk with her walk slowly.&lt;br /&gt;- Tickle her even when she says stop.&lt;br /&gt;- Call her just to say I Love You.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't be afraid to hold her hand in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I think i'm really blessed to have met you. Well at the same time I always ask you why haven't we met earlier. But its all right what matters the most is right now and the years to come to spend our lives together. Thank you, M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/RrUtjIJaFHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/o_EOyZSqI6w/s1600-h/1_597658596l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095028634945197170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/RrUtjIJaFHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/o_EOyZSqI6w/s320/1_597658596l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-5775266573433755180?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5775266573433755180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=5775266573433755180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/5775266573433755180'/><link 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href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rou5jC65hNI/AAAAAAAAABg/ODwndnwpIAY/s1600-h/107_2489+copy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083360616148206802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rou5jC65hNI/AAAAAAAAABg/ODwndnwpIAY/s320/107_2489+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afew photos of my love &amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rou4Wi65hLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OrRm1PZL5FE/s1600-h/107_2498(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083359301888214194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rou4Wi65hLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OrRm1PZL5FE/s320/107_2498(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rou5BC65hMI/AAAAAAAAABY/1piOOMIVa4A/s1600-h/107_2504(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083360032032654530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rou5BC65hMI/AAAAAAAAABY/1piOOMIVa4A/s320/107_2504(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-5562297881815992298?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5562297881815992298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=5562297881815992298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/5562297881815992298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/5562297881815992298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/07/afew-photos-of-my-love-i.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rou5jC65hNI/AAAAAAAAABg/ODwndnwpIAY/s72-c/107_2489+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-4578780011680584810</id><published>2007-05-22T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T23:27:53.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fastened. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-4578780011680584810?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4578780011680584810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=4578780011680584810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/4578780011680584810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/4578780011680584810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/05/fastened.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-8470979494138719951</id><published>2007-04-25T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T15:18:54.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Counting down to O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, i've cleared English MY and MT prelim and, thats all&lt;br /&gt;The main papers are starting next week, so I guess i'll spend the labour day public holiday burning my brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone, have faith&lt;br /&gt;#1- Faith is beliving in something you can't see or hear, something big inside that only you understand and control.&lt;br /&gt;#2 - Faith is to know no matter how things turn out, you'll make the best out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Ri8Ah4xXGAI/AAAAAAAAABA/_0dydD4CZFk/s1600-h/73434127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057261488735459330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="157" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Ri8Ah4xXGAI/AAAAAAAAABA/_0dydD4CZFk/s320/73434127.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-8470979494138719951?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-9076576058453863428</id><published>2007-03-03T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T21:47:56.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired of typing so many words before i can log into my blogger. What happened to the previous blogger when all we had to do was type our username and password?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;@*(&amp;@*!@^&amp;amp;!*^@!@(*&amp;#^@#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with g last night at bugis along with z. a popped by to catch up z &amp;amp; i before he left for some other plans. oh well, i'm going to miss that boy cos he'll be gone for 3 mths to Brisbane. Hopefully he'll get his growth spurt over there and be taller than be when he gets back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to shopping last night. It was terrible cos i've made a impromtu decision to agree meeting g for dinner and catch up with him cos the last time i heard from him was 2 mths ago. So it was bad timing, we didn't have dinner together and shopping with z at bugis street abhorrentwith a guy tagging along. I'm sorry baby, i didn't think before i agreed:( hope next week's shopping with jasmine will be better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have time management problem since p6. I was never early &amp; constantly late. However, i usually reach sch 2-4 minutes before time cos my dad speeds to sch almost every weekends. I leave home at 7.05am and reach school by 7.22am. Sometimes, when I manage to get my lazy ass up, we can leave by 7am. Anw, if you're my classmate you'll know, i'm hardly early.. haha! unless its maths or a/cs class :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this term's CA results won't look good on paper. :/ I didn't do well for biology cos i can hardly pay attention during her class. :/ don't ask me why. And maths?!?!? I did well for most of the test and for one exceptional, my mind blanked out when i was doing the transformation question. Honestly speaking, i did revision for quadratic and transformation. I aced the quadratic and my transformation... :X And for this particular test, the results are counted for CA!! *)(!@&amp;amp;(*!@&amp;!*( i hope mrs kunna combines the other maths test results and take the overall marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that losing a major amt of weight in a short period of time(be it slimming pills or cardio work outs, it caused major of unsightly scars. However, i made a choice of losing my weight instead of caring abt the scars because... the scars i can live with it, but my weight? NO. I've got my motivators around me(z baby, alex &amp;amp; wk) ok and fred cos every weekend we meet up, he'll whisper to alex and tell him if i put on weight or lost .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough they know I procrastinate(hehe) a lot, they're still watching my back, giving me encouragements :) i love you guys:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year resolution 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#0 - 15 points and below for o levels(tops the list)&lt;br /&gt;#1 - change my habit of being late&lt;br /&gt;#1.5 - wake up early for sch and go for morning run(!!!)&lt;br /&gt;#2 - lose weight(i'll change my aim to smth lower than last year cos i never managed to lose 15kg in 3 mths haha!)&lt;br /&gt;#3 - lose weight (2 kg by apr. 15kg by end of nov)&lt;br /&gt;#4 - lose weight, lose weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now...&lt;br /&gt;i'll post up some photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rel6CKtXKEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMnRCjrQGxQ/s1600-h/100_2170x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037691835843553346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rel6CKtXKEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMnRCjrQGxQ/s320/100_2170x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite boys wk fred alex :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rel68KtXKGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-fcEOwdq3j0/s1600-h/107_2411+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037692832275966050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rel68KtXKGI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-fcEOwdq3j0/s320/107_2411+copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty roses at Genting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rel6c6tXKFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gd8318YWwlM/s1600-h/107_2420x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037692295405054034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rel6c6tXKFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Gd8318YWwlM/s320/107_2420x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Vivian. We knew each another since p2 and we're both 17 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rel7QatXKHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FVUYjhfmLK0/s1600-h/PICT0008x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037693180168317042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rel7QatXKHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FVUYjhfmLK0/s320/PICT0008x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last, but not least... Ele and Zephyr(!!) My favourite girls :)I'll be lost without them in school look how silly they are &amp;amp; you'll know what i mean :) love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-9076576058453863428?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/9076576058453863428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=9076576058453863428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/9076576058453863428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/9076576058453863428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-tired-of-typing-so-many-words-before.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6AVmbIBHgn0/Rel6CKtXKEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMnRCjrQGxQ/s72-c/100_2170x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-4182246576758094208</id><published>2007-02-23T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T11:31:37.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came back from CNY trip to genting 2 days ago and I'm having difficulties switching back to studying mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two days, I've spent 12 hours watching 12 hours watching Prison Break inclusive of Season 1&amp;2. I've got 6+ more episodes to go before I complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day I worked out since I came back from Genting. Its alr 4 days since I last worked out.  I'm growing horizontally &amp; vertically....... I'm 1/4 taller than my dad and I ate kenny rogers, pizza, zinger burger with cheesy wedges, mac's breakfast congee, doriyaki, pop corn. Ok, I won't continue my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the urge to pick up archery. However, my dad forbid as archery wasn't a physical spot. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will continue agn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-4182246576758094208?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4182246576758094208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=4182246576758094208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/4182246576758094208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/4182246576758094208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/02/came-back-from-cny-trip-to-genting-2.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-928925115094471239</id><published>2007-02-14T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T19:51:53.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>45th day of 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Wednesday. I'm alr drained due to a/cs, e-math and biology test.&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me if i want a re-test for math, i'll agree.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to complete it!&lt;br /&gt;The duration is definately too short. #$%&amp;amp;@#!&lt;br /&gt;My brain is running out of juice, I think I need chicken essence to recuperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, its the CNY weekend this week so we've got a short vacation&lt;br /&gt;of 4 days. Other than collecting red packets, I'm going to make use of the weekends to improve my math, comprehend Biology and History. When I think of History, I'm alr feeling sluggish. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently... and the future, I need to wear glasses! Retribution for me cos I've been mocking afew of my friends and boasting that i've got perfect eyesight. Oh well, I'm not one of them anymore. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.. Happy CNY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-928925115094471239?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/928925115094471239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=928925115094471239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/928925115094471239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/928925115094471239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/02/45th-day-of-2007-its-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-116878059285412214</id><published>2007-01-14T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:24:32.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 2007! Well tmrw will be the third week of school alr and its almost close to a mth ^&amp;*!#@&amp;amp;*@. Honestly speaking, I really do *@*@*1!3 but its time to @*&amp;(@#@.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, been coping well.. Other than falling asleep during bio and chi class which I'm not proud off. I hope my status of #1 sleeper and drool-er in class will be gone soon. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Zeph, Alex Fred &amp;amp; I met up to play tennis. Got chased out of court after an hour so Z&amp;I ended up playing tennis on the road for awhile. -.- Aft that, they came over to my place to catch Emily Rose. So wk &amp;amp; fred has no balls to see the post mortem photos and z and no boobs(according to wk) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a brief update. I'll update once in awhile.. Perhaps you can check once in a blue moon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-116878059285412214?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116878059285412214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=116878059285412214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/116878059285412214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/116878059285412214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-know-they-say-if-you-love-somebody.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-116568266067002173</id><published>2006-12-10T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T13:07:08.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've revamped my whole layout to something simple yet, appealing. (; For some reason, H did not get back to me regarding my new shift. So I guess I'll not be selling gelato anytime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-116568266067002173?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116568266067002173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=116568266067002173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/116568266067002173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/116568266067002173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-revamped-my-whole-layout-to.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-116052822811840811</id><published>2006-10-11T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:25:03.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>National examinations are over! 3 months off till next year.. whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the fun has just started, everyone! Alex's 18th birhday coming up.. Tennis tournaments and whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my 3rd day of work today. Its quite boring when there are no customers buying gelato. I'd rather serve customers for my 6 hrs shift than seating around slacking. Time passes faster when we're busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-116052822811840811?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116052822811840811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=116052822811840811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/116052822811840811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/116052822811840811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/with-you-around-love-makes-world-go.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-116005880081895660</id><published>2006-10-05T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:21:35.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is the result of late nights, caffine &amp;amp; ginseng chicken essence in the middle of the night? Hair loss. I'm losing hair, really. Its no longer that thick and fizzy as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it will be better once the N levels are over(which is in 4 hrs time- duration of the last two papers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post more abt it once the N levels are over yeah.. see you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-116005880081895660?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/116005880081895660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=116005880081895660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/116005880081895660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/116005880081895660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-is-result-of-late-nights-caffine.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115902714187352048</id><published>2006-09-23T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T00:31:43.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't exactly wna blog but I'm gna continue anyw. I've been doing revision with Zeph for the past few days and went for extra maths tuition. Just 1 week and afew more days it'll be time for the N levels(what I've been waiting for since the start of the year) Somehow, I'm not quite aniticipating it. However thinking abt what will happen after the Ns are over, will keep me focused on my books for just 1.5 weeks more and I'm done with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not elaborate on what I'll be doing in 3 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex had a hard time teaching me how to do a kick serve. I'm in the midst of getting it right so alex, its all right if you're gna nag/whine at me. Its gna benefit when I master it so yup, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it like without having friends like Z, A, F &amp; WK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1(!!!!) - I'll probably be a fatter Anna Lee&lt;br /&gt;#2 - I won't be a better tennis player&lt;br /&gt;#3 - I won't have a reliable service&lt;br /&gt;#4 - I won't know what its like to have 3 guys mocking me 24/7(Z definately won't cos girls will definately have girls isn't it?)&lt;br /&gt;#5 - I won't have better confidence and determination&lt;br /&gt;#6 - I won't be able to lost weight(links to #1. And who helped? all of them i think...)&lt;br /&gt;#7 - I won't have friends that will be there for each another&lt;br /&gt;#8 - I won't know how it feels like to have such crappy friends (almost 24/7) But hey, yall are still loved by me cos uh, I'm used to it&lt;br /&gt;#9 - My tolerance level won't be better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, just wna say a big thanks to you guys la all right? :D Can't exactly face all of you and say it. Seriously, it will be different without yall..So there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Anna Lee&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Anna Lee!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contrary to popular belief, Anna Lee is not successful at sobering up a drunk person, and in many cases she may actually increase the adverse effects of alcohol!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anna Lee once came third in a Charlie Chaplin lookalike contest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During severe windstorms, Anna Lee may sway several feet to either side.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finding Anna Lee on Christmas morning is believed to bring good luck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you lick Anna Lee ten times, you will consume one calorie!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All swans in England belong to Anna Lee!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the Sun were the size of a beach ball then Jupiter would be the size of a golf ball and Anna Lee would be as small as a pea!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While sleeping, fifteen percent of men snore, and ten percent grind their Anna Lee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are more than two hundred different kinds of Anna Lee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anna Lee was first discovered by Alexander the Great in India, and introduced to Europe on his return.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115902714187352048?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115902714187352048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115902714187352048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115902714187352048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115902714187352048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-exactly-wna-blog-but-im-gna.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115841924304201069</id><published>2006-09-16T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:11:53.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday celebrated Zeph's birthday with the tennis clique @ Marina Sq's Billy Bombers and today with our classmates Chomp Chomp @ Serangoon. One of the vendors were showing attitude to us -.- :/:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I don't exactly know what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So N levels are officially starting in 3 weeks time so folks, just work hard for this 3 weeks and we can party after that for 2 mths! (1 mth to catch up with next year's work) (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry for another short post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll add some pictures instead all right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/DSCN1974x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/320/DSCN1974x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Groupie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/DSCN1977x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/320/DSCN1977x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's Fred! Zeph &amp; I concluded that he looks hot here (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/DSCN1981x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/320/DSCN1981x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jas Zeph &amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/blogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/320/blogger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Groupie #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/Image(231)x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/320/Image%28231%29x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whoohoo! hotness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/Image(777)xx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/320/Image%28777%29xx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, thats why will love to have a &lt;em&gt;ang moh&lt;/em&gt; boyfriendin 2 years time. He looks taller than me here but ah, I'm taller. Please refer to the picture above this. He looks hot here, really.. Faints but ah, I look like s hizz here. But who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy but I shall still keep my mind focused (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115841924304201069?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115841924304201069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115841924304201069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115841924304201069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115841924304201069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/09/yesterday-celebrated-zephs-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115772950554033031</id><published>2006-09-08T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:03:18.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v604/annalee/100_2067.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115772950554033031?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115772950554033031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115772950554033031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115772950554033031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115772950554033031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115752536185456337</id><published>2006-09-06T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T14:49:21.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I know how it feels like to take public transport and the taste of walking under the hot sun for 45 minutes. Looking on the bright side, my parents are coming back tooonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday afternoon, while I was heading to toa payoh. I fell while walking and guess what I was doing? Checking an incoming text from Wei Kwang. Hah a ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I told my brother that I was going to great world for dinner/movie. Insted, I took a cab to zouk for the 17 party. It was a calamity I think I'm exaggerating but it was a waste of time, reallly.. So we left and went to the bar next to zouk to accompany Alex &amp; Paul for awhile. Ele &amp; Zeph were acting bitchy(trying to behave like above 18) -.- We caught afew attention from the crew. :/:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i can't finish blogging cos i was busy chatting. Okay i'll blog agn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115752536185456337?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115752536185456337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115752536185456337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115752536185456337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115752536185456337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/09/now-i-know-how-it-feels-like-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115686206868933210</id><published>2006-08-29T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:43:14.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I passed my combined humanities for the first time! Eventhough its not some amazing grade. I'm happy that I at least made it to the passing grade(okay a little bit more than the passing grade) so its like a stepping stone for me to start working hard and that it combined humanities will be my motivation to do better for N levels combined humanities (; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed my F&amp;N and it seemed quite impossible for me to score for a band 1 for n levels. I found out my coursework results and I need to get at least 35/40 for theory. So okay, F&amp;N is definately out. I guess I've decided on Maths, Sci &amp; POA for N levels results.&lt;br /&gt;Predicted N levels results &lt;br /&gt;Maths: Grade 1/2&lt;br /&gt;Sci(phy/bio): I have to get grade 1&lt;br /&gt;POA: I have to get grade 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;N: Grade 3&lt;br /&gt;Humanities: Grade 4&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue: Grade 2/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, social studies is this monday and chi paper1&amp;2 on the next day. So I've got thurs, friday &amp; the weekends to chiong and not getting distracted by Alex, Paul and Wei Kwang with their so called "encouragement" -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to put more effort with Mother tongue cos I don't want to waste my parents' money spent on my monthly tuition fees. $180+$240+$280+$200(expenses)+$30(prepaid phone credits)= approx $930 faints. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are leaving for Perth this thursday and I've got the whole house to myself for at one week! Probably for one week unless they get work out some PR documents over there. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strained back has been a liability. I've to wake up every 2 hours to switch sides. At least it feels better and I hope it won't be a long-term injury that will affect tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, till then. Cherro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115686206868933210?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115686206868933210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115686206868933210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115686206868933210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115686206868933210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-passed-my-combined-humanities-for.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115676271461723587</id><published>2006-08-28T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T18:58:34.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Result of hardcore tennis and gym for 5 consecutive days: strained back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115676271461723587?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115676271461723587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115676271461723587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115549168423345148?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115549168423345148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115549168423345148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115549168423345148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115549168423345148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115434120287888599</id><published>2006-07-31T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T18:23:19.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The nights are forever.. &lt;br /&gt;And maybe I'm wrong. But it feels like I'm so lost without you. &lt;br /&gt;So I step towards the heat..&lt;br /&gt;It's the way I can see, and it makes me believe that it's you. By the way you brought me here and it makes me believe that the best is still yet to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to leave..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115434120287888599?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115434120287888599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115434120287888599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115434120287888599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115434120287888599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/07/nights-are-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115401015258063572</id><published>2006-07-27T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T22:22:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss you like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to pj friendly&lt;br /&gt;1 more day to tanglin friendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115401015258063572?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115401015258063572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115401015258063572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115401015258063572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115401015258063572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-miss-you-like-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115297455275720088</id><published>2006-07-15T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T22:56:08.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/zeppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/320/zeppy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today's post will be a very special one. Its about my bestest friend, Zephyr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, that's a picture of her on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her so much. You know why? Because she's my sunshine after the rain. She's the cure the cure against my fear and my pain. She's the rainbow after a downpour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliche isn't it? But its all true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being honest to me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my pillars of support when I'm down.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the late night phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being avaliable for me 24/7&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helping me to find out abt A* and You-know-who (abt cough* cough*)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my motivator when we're playing doubles.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being determined to win every doubles games we play eventhough sometimes how hard we tried, we still lost the guys.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for tahan-ing my fustrated tantrums in courts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: don't worry.. I will never get angry at you because doubles requires communication and sometimes, we're just too kanchiong and I will never blame you if you do silly mistakes. Even if every shots you hit out, you know.. I'll be behind you helping you to correct your strokes and encourging you. We together, we can become better players. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the birthday surprise that you've planned for me and not forgetting the whole tennis clique: Jasmine, Zhenli, Paul, Alex, Fred, Ken, Wei kwang -.- &amp; including Joel!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helping me when I have problems with my maths.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sharing food with me during recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jo, Mag, Grace, Mel, Ade &amp;amp; Zee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/DSCN1556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/320/DSCN1556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for making every lessons in class enjoyable! Thanks for making me feel so welcomed. I really appreciate it. I'm definately.. tresuring the friendship we have now.. Thanks for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, to sum up, I'll end it with a groupie picture together with Annie &amp;amp; Chad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115297455275720088?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115297455275720088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115297455275720088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115297455275720088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115297455275720088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/07/todays-post-will-be-very-special-one.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115260744189146401</id><published>2006-07-11T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:45:35.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A tornado of emotions has ripped up some of my values and left me with the clarity of vision that empty plains provide.&lt;br /&gt;No one else was in my head, they may not recognize the changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use logic to explain.&lt;br /&gt;But, how can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115260744189146401?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115260744189146401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115260744189146401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115260744189146401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115260744189146401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/07/tornado-of-emotions-has-ripped-up-some.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115244944233739829</id><published>2006-07-09T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:56:50.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/100_1825(3).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/400/100_1825%283%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;There's a feeling that's come over me&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that leaves me.. completely breathless&lt;br /&gt;You're in my heart&lt;br /&gt;The only light that shines in the dark ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115244944233739829?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115244944233739829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115244944233739829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115244944233739829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115244944233739829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/07/cant-you-see-theres-feeling-thats-come.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115168036168072098</id><published>2006-06-30T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T23:14:59.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pros &amp; Cons of living in a landed property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - space-ous&lt;br /&gt;#2 - blast music and without worrying neighbours will complain because they do the same thing&lt;br /&gt;#3 - scream on top of my lungs without worrying that neighbours from next door will shout " shut up la!"&lt;br /&gt;#4 - garden that is big enough for a little organic vegetables to be planted&lt;br /&gt;#5 - dog can shit on the carpet grass &amp;amp; at the same time act as fertilizers -.-&lt;br /&gt;#6 - everyone is most of the time not at home its just my dad, maid &amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;#7 - house empty and quite enough for me to sneak someone in without parents realising (; but i don't do that. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1(!!!) - I feel insecure living in this house&lt;br /&gt;#2 - living on the second floor with grilles* and sliding windows that are faulty&lt;br /&gt;#3 - my dad refuses to keep the house security system on 24/7&lt;br /&gt;#4 - twice attempted burglary&lt;br /&gt;#5 - a maid that is suffering for major-hearing problems that doesn't answer to phone or door bells that makes me wait for half an hr under the scorching sun&lt;br /&gt;#6 - I don't have house keys or keys to open the gate&lt;br /&gt;#7 - dog is small enough to squeeze through the gate -.-&lt;br /&gt;#8 - being alone at home is boring when I can't find anything to do&lt;br /&gt;#9 - house not big enough for a tennis court eventhough dad is considering to change the rooftop into a tennis court, it may not be approved -.-&lt;br /&gt;#10 - dad says house too small for a mini swimming pool/ jaquzzi*&lt;br /&gt;#11 - dad just told me that one suspicious man hanging around outside our house for the past five days.. a jaugur* with car-plate 3888. (that makes me even feel insecure living in this house) Its like.. there's someone watching what we do and we don't have privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just come back not long ago from JCC(as usual) played tennis with Zephyr, Weiguang &amp; Feng Rui. Zephyr and I lost to both guys.. 3-6 1-6. We got trashed -.- I guess we lost most of the break points. Even when we're up, we'd screwed it up. slkdjasdas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I partnered WG against Z &amp;amp; FR, we won 6-3. The three points that we lost 2 of it was my service -.-!!! Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115168036168072098?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115168036168072098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115168036168072098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115168036168072098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115168036168072098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/pros-fr-we-won-6-3.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115150481927607222</id><published>2006-06-28T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:26:59.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, I just came back from JCC. Tennis today with Jasmine, Frederick &amp; Paul. I wasn't exactly on form today.. Sheezz, the trials are tomorrow so yup, hopefully.. yeah, you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AASDSAKSAJShahsdjask, went town in uniform with Paul :/:/ it was soo hot. Went to collect his racket at Lai sports and took a cab to Balmoral and he did his eyebrows with me! Ha ha ha!  I took afew photos of him with my phone but my bluetooth isn't working so I can't transfer the photos up to upload. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah, for the past few days.. I've been coming home late.  I hope I didn't neglect my studies especially maths since it needs loads of practice and I've got to maintain and keep all of my memories &amp; formulae fresh in my head. It applies to physics too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents been grumbling that I spent too much time on tennis. I guess the main reason is that they saw me with Alex &amp; Paul together at Izumi and Jasmine? She went missing or maybe she alr went home. It happeneded on last monday. Both parents came out from their car to take a look at them -.- They tried to look at thim discreet-ly but still, I saw la. -.-(!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be cutting down the time I spend on tennis after this week cos I promised myself that I'll be going for maths tuition twice a week &amp; accounts, once. I'll keep myself busy with school work and only play tennis during fridays &amp;amp; weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should do up a time plan. I really should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115150481927607222?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115150481927607222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115150481927607222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115150481927607222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115150481927607222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-i-just-came-back-from-jcc.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115140128543468755</id><published>2006-06-27T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T17:57:35.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Second day of school was boring. In fact, it was worse than the first day. We had CME &amp; Accounts free and including recess, that will be 5 periods free. I spent 2 of it to complete the history homework and 2 periods, I slept. :$:$:$:$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, had school training. It wasn't as bad as what I've expected. He did pick on me la but, I was prepared for something even worse. So yeah.. I'm mentally prepared for the trials on this coming Thursday. Physical? I'm still in the midst of preparing. So I hope that hardwork will pay off on thursday and coach will give me good news as I worked really hard for it. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing tennis everyday since.. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#%"&gt;!@#%&lt;/a&gt;&amp;* and I'm not planning to stop since I've got &lt;strong&gt;Paul&lt;/strong&gt; who can almost play tennis with me everyday (; Which is.. very very good :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since school started, I need to cut down on the time I spend playing tennis and start doing my work. One thing that I'm worried abt is that I'll not be able to balance between studies &amp; tennis. I guess I'll tell if I'm able to balance between both is after the first test of the start of this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying my best not to fall asleep during lessons like English, Social Studies &amp; History.. Ok, I shall sleep only during breaks and free period. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115140128543468755?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115140128543468755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115140128543468755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115140128543468755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115140128543468755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/second-day-of-school-was-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115115050419408731</id><published>2006-06-24T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T20:01:44.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Favourites&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Colour(s): Red, Black &amp; purple&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Food: -&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Song: Greatest story ever told - oliver james&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Movie: -&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Sport: Tennis! TENNIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Day of the Week: Friday(s) &amp;amp; Sturdays&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Season: -&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Ice Cream: No preference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currents&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: Tired. Had a  very long day..&lt;br /&gt;Current Taste: Bland.&lt;br /&gt;Current Clothes: Fbt shorts &amp; nike yop&lt;br /&gt;Current Desktop: Plain black&lt;br /&gt;Current Toe nail Colour: Martron red&lt;br /&gt;Current Time: 0750PM&lt;br /&gt;Current Surroundings: Doors &amp;amp; toilets&lt;br /&gt;Current Annoyances: Neighbours mad dog's barking -.-&lt;br /&gt;Current Thoughts: SCHOOL IS STARTING SOON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firsts&lt;br /&gt;First Best Friend(s): Nicole, Elaine &amp; Evelyn (K1&amp;amp;2) Lost contact with N &amp; Eve alr&lt;br /&gt;First Crush: Well..thats for you to find out (;&lt;br /&gt;First Movie: Ages ago&lt;br /&gt;First Lie: Same, ages ago&lt;br /&gt;First Music: Spice girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasts&lt;br /&gt;Last Cigarette: Never tried, never will&lt;br /&gt;Last Drink: Plain water&lt;br /&gt;Last Car Ride: With Joel &amp; tennis groupie.&lt;br /&gt;Last Crush: Thats for you to find out too&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie: Silent hill (stupid show.. please don't watch it)&lt;br /&gt;Last Phone Call: My babe! (;&lt;br /&gt;Last CD played: Jay chou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated one of your best friend: Eh.. I don't know if it counts.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken the law: like how? Jay walk? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been arrested: No.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever skinny-dipped: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on TV: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed someone you dont know: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things&lt;br /&gt;5 things you are wearing: FBT shrots, ear-studs, top, bra &amp; under garment&lt;br /&gt;4 things you done today: Played tennis, watched movie, bath, showered, drank&lt;br /&gt;3 things you can hear right now: Music, myself breathing &amp;amp; typing&lt;br /&gt;1 thing you do when you are bored:  CSI marathon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115115050419408731?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115115050419408731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115115050419408731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115115050419408731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115115050419408731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/favourites-favourite-colours-red-black.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115081627483466461</id><published>2006-06-20T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T00:22:39.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to come out with something totally different but I guess I've failed. I don't seem to have any insiprations. So, here.. a similar template with different genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to do up a template something erotic and exotic. But I failed :/:/:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tennis camp was cancelled and we had a last minute backup plan: 2 days 1 night movie marathon, stayover at my place instead! :D:D Oh well.. but its still pending. Time will tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're approaching the end of the week very soon &amp; the end of our 1mth holiday as well = holiday assignments due(currently in&lt;br /&gt;6 days time!) :$:$:$:$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I can't wait to go back school and start focusing on my studies again since I'm currently side tracking. One thing that I dread: waking up at 6.30am 5 days in a week :$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side, closer to n levels. I can't wait to clear n levels and do well of course. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can start a part time job after n levels are over &amp; work my ass off for money---&gt; shopping sprees with my babe! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lets talk abt what I did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 10am to have bio/phys tuition and my tutor texts me at 11am telling me if we can postpone tuition till next week. !(*@&amp;amp;@!*^&amp;*@!# should have told me ealier and I could slept longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was f* bored today at home. This resulted to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - lazing around at home&lt;br /&gt;#2 - conference with Zephyr, Alex &amp;amp; Frederick&lt;br /&gt;#3 - ate 1 fun size mars bar&lt;br /&gt;#4 - playing top spin on xbox and I had problems switching it on&lt;br /&gt;#5 - played till I'm sick of it&lt;br /&gt;#6 - watched the perfect score&lt;br /&gt;#7 - ate my lunch at the same time(that was around 3pm)&lt;br /&gt;#8 - wanted to play tennis but lazy to get my ass there because parents were not in SGP&lt;br /&gt;#9 - decided to go jogging&lt;br /&gt;#10 - jogged from home all the way to bt timah shopping centre&lt;br /&gt;#11 - window shopped at the NTUC and bought bio guide bk from popular&lt;br /&gt;#12 - jogged back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very effective and boring tuesday huh? Haha ha! I never jogged to a shopping mall before. Silly me went to told my dad thinking that he will find it funny.. instead, he scolded me -.-(!!!) he said I was siao(mad in mandrin) oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115081627483466461?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115081627483466461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115081627483466461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115081627483466461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115081627483466461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-wanted-to-come-out-with-something.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115065235611971800</id><published>2006-06-19T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T01:40:03.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do when you try so hard to change/improve, yet time &amp;amp; time again, you don't see any improvements at all?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANS: Keep on trying - determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cos I won't give up. (if you're wondering what I'm talking abt, its abt tennis.. not sth called Love)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See you, suckers. Update soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115065235611971800?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115065235611971800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115065235611971800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115065235611971800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115065235611971800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-do-you-do-when-you-try-so-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115035399939994557</id><published>2006-06-15T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T14:46:39.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched She's the man with Alex &amp; Fred yesterday afternoon. The movie was not bad ah! First movie for the year (; I know I'm slow.. I don't go on movie dates or anything. I do watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at home. Ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie, we went back to club to tennis and met up with Jasmine. My service was totally off today la I double faulted so many times(!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess today I'm taking a break from tennis and concentrate on E-maths and spring cleaning my room. I suppose to bake apple crumble for Kenric last night but I decided not to since the whole group is meeting up on saturday so I'll bake on saturday instead. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115035399939994557?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115035399939994557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115035399939994557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115035399939994557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115035399939994557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/watched-shes-man-with-alex-i-know-im.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-115000345461733784</id><published>2006-06-11T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T13:27:45.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was sick and I continued playing tennis. At least I feel better with the company of my friends in club. And I'll continue to(try) to beat Alex(mok). Blame it on my inconsistent service yesterday. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandrin tuition's gonna start very soon &amp; then gonna meet Z&amp;amp;A for ben&amp;jerry's. :D:D Maybe K too. So I shall pay attention during tuition so time will past faster(I hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to meet them(!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I like teddy geiger's for you I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-115000345461733784?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115000345461733784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=115000345461733784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115000345461733784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/115000345461733784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-was-sick-and-i-continued-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114957248338929921</id><published>2006-06-06T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T13:41:23.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just created a new template. I don't exactly like this template though. Its featuring Mischa Burton. Did I spell her  name correctly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna use a somewhat similar design for my unglamorous69. I finally figured out how to use smartFTP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall get it up as soon as possible. I know I've been saying it since the start of the year but hey, I'm gonna get it up by tonight! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, meeting my bestest girl now.. see you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114957248338929921?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114957248338929921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114957248338929921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114957248338929921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114957248338929921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-just-created-new-template.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114943490666590703</id><published>2006-06-04T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:39:23.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't exactly know what to blog about these few days. Its either too private or too dumb to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Zephyr &amp; I end up having training without KENRIC -.- that ***** ps-ed us. Haha, big joe found out my biggest secret &amp;amp; weakness - cannot smash. ps: its worse than my volley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some cheap thrills &amp; scouting couples that are doing silly stuff. We entered JE'S level 2 male toilet. While big joe helped us by telling if it was clear for us to have a peek in the public male's toilet (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, he treated us for dinner today.. Pizza hut! Aww, Kenric you missed the best part man. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z&amp;I figured out that K was annoyed by us. So we shall not contact him till he starts cotacting us. I guess that's a very good option for both parties not to think abt it. Ha ha ha. Maybe what we think its that K needs some time off from us. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thr truth is that I rmy. But what choices to I have? Just tbwy? I don't exactly know what's going through my mind. Maybe I'm thinking too much &amp;amp; feeling paraniod again. Maybe we shouldn't even have s. But.. alksjdaksdhasjkdh ahda I don't want to blog abt it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm very tired. I'm gna sleep now. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114943490666590703?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114943490666590703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114943490666590703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114943490666590703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114943490666590703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-dont-exactly-know-what-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114913876456208218</id><published>2006-06-01T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T13:12:44.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caught up with Alex last night boy I missed him so much. The last time we had a proper conversation was really long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm meeting up with my bestgirl for 3 hours shopping before playing tennis and maybe.. start with some holiday homework :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that I haven't touched on any of my holiday assignments at all. Oh well, I guess for the first week of june holidays, I shall just focus on tennis &amp; shopping. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will continue to blog. See you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114913876456208218?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114913876456208218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114913876456208218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114913876456208218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114913876456208218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/caught-up-with-alex-last-night-boy-i_01.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114874444268909477</id><published>2006-05-27T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T23:50:05.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hullo, tennis was all right today.. I think I somehow became much more consistent and I hope I will maintain it that way from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our swimming session together. (Gasp) So much gross stuff happened. I will not elaborate on it but those who were present, knows what happened.. (Ultraman, superman, Federer) Haha haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is gonna be quite brief. I'm already quite tired slept quite late last night chatting with Mister Fan. :/:/:/ I've got tennis elbow now too.. and the reason of the cause of tennis elbow according to BIG JOE is that we're waiting for the ball instead of getting the ball on the rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of getting my unglamorous69 site up. But i've been busy with preparing myself for the tournament. I hope I will do well.. on monday. Hopefully.. its either a close match. Or a match with 1-6 0-6 score ah? Anyway, my encouragement is coming down. :D So I hope when I see her face, I will remember my bad habits &amp;amp; try to cut down on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm so beat now.. I shall sleep once I finish blogging which is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114874444268909477?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114874444268909477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114874444268909477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114874444268909477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114874444268909477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/hullo-tennis-was-all-right-today.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114865453524093256</id><published>2006-05-26T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T22:42:15.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rah, I was rather off-form today &amp; I'm glad that Zephyr understood how I felt in courts. I should start learning to reserve my emotions in court. I shall start from tomorrow onwards. Zephyr, please remind me when I start my habit again. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Z&amp;I went to thread our eyebrows and mine ended up too thin like what happened last year when I went to Marilyn to browhaus to thread our eyebrows for $15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z &amp;amp; I went for supermarketing at King albert park before heading to my place. Thanks for helping me with my apple crumble. I think we/I need more practice to make the apple crumble to look much more appealing than now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenric was the first person to try our first attemp (if you exclude Z&amp;I for tasting the crumble) Hahaha, so lets wait for a day if you're gonna get food poisioning. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z&amp;amp;I headed for club after that for tennis session with big joe. We were abt 30minutes late. Yes, I guess we pissed him off. :/:/:/ Wasn't exactly a good day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nothing much to blog abt alr. Thats all abt today..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114865453524093256?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114865453524093256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114865453524093256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114865453524093256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114865453524093256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/rah-i-was-rather-off-form-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114848446187817880</id><published>2006-05-24T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:31:31.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been playing tennis for the 5th consecutive day. I've been training really hard up to the extent that my shoulder blades hurt &amp; I can't be bothered to bend my knees when I serve(like that I usually do but hey, I made an effort to change my silly habit) (; I could serve better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea what kept me going and perservering.. I don't even have the confidence that I'll make it far. Its not that I'm not mentally up but.. rah, I've no idea. Is this pms? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing tough opponents the first round is testing my mental &amp; physical strength. Really.. really.. testing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, playing tennis with Zephyr &amp;amp; Kenric tmrw:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114848446187817880?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114848446187817880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114848446187817880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114848446187817880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114848446187817880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-been-playing-tennis-for-5th.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114828977239443746</id><published>2006-05-22T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T17:34:49.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was such a dread today! Other than sleeping, selling goods for H&amp;F house funds, I did nothing else. Post-examination in school is so boring without them. So half of the class weren't in school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&amp;amp;F last day of sales were the best! And I misplaced my pink nalgene bottle. I hope the juniors kept it for me &amp; will return to me tmrw or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I'm at club now without any of the clique members because 2 of them have training, 1 of them has project, 1 of them hurt her hamstrings &amp;amp; toes, 1 of them has piano &amp; by then he gets his ass to jcc, it will be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've asked BIG JOE to join me for some rally after his work hopefully.. he will be able to make it &amp;amp; help me out with my service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was practicing my service for an hr hit abt only 50 balls. I shall wait for the rain to stop &amp; continue with my ball whacking session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking abt relationships with people. But.. I shall reserve my comments again.   :/ :/ :/ I guess you misunderstood me by thinking I went strayed.. I misunderstood you by jumping into conclusions. You didn't give me any chances of explaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Anna, pick yourself up. Come on Anna, you still got other people like _____ that is better than _____. I've got my double Z(s)!  Come on Anna, pick yourself up. Don't let one silly mistake destroy you. Come on Anna! askldjasdkls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114828977239443746?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114828977239443746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114828977239443746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114828977239443746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114828977239443746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/school-was-such-dread-today-other-than.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114794556944503589</id><published>2006-05-18T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T17:46:09.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Natalie - going crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't update here, you can check on &lt;a href="http://liebetennis.blogspot.com"&gt;http://liebetennis.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have updated over there instead (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall focus on this today.&lt;br /&gt;Its quite similar to my previous post on liebetennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed many people have put in so much effort on doing well for mid years &amp; the results are not quite what we've expected. Well, I'm one of them. I chose to reserve my emotions in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I do get pissed off &amp; very dissapointed, but oh well.. I tried my best &amp;amp; it showed some improvements. One subject that I'm really upset will be E-maths. I put in to much effort and I've got such miserable results eventhough I passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to do some self-talking to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114794556944503589?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114794556944503589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114794556944503589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114794556944503589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114794556944503589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/natalie-going-crazy-if-i-dont-update.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114762288098524715</id><published>2006-05-14T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T00:08:03.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm running out of topics to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;My blog's getting stagnant including my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks Mark for updating the tagboard for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea what's been running through my mind for the past few days other than my service. I'm glad that David told me about my weakness. I seriously didn't know it was like that. I guess coach ong gave up hope on correcting my service because I always don't step in after I serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I pressured myself so much that I end up not doing well. I guess it not only applies to me during tennis. But affects me in studies too. I just hope that I'll somehow.. come to my senses.. relax abit more &amp; not always tense myself up(applies off &amp;amp; on court &amp; for studies as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I think I'm at one of the moments where I'm in a situation when I don't know what I want to do. It doesn't usually happen all the time. Perhaps that I lost my pillars of strength &amp; my love in the start of the year &amp;amp; started having all these strange-lost-sense-of-direction-can't-be-explained-feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life still goes on &amp; each day.. I (hope) become stronger &amp; learning from my mistakes. I guess its determination that brought me so far from what I've started from. And my friends.. thanks for everything la. I think I can't stop thanking them for what they've talked to me about. Especially my tennis kakis.. zephyr, zhenli, jasmine, alex, fred thanks for showing me 24/7 TLC. Hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially Zephyr ah, 24/7 avaliable for me to rant (;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for everything (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhenli &amp; Jasmine, I'm really sorry that I've neglected you time &amp;amp; time again because of tennis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, ran out of words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114762288098524715?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114762288098524715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114762288098524715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114762288098524715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114762288098524715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-running-out-of-topics-to-blog-about_14.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114753278162203895</id><published>2006-05-13T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T23:06:21.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Playing: kelis - trick me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's day in 2 hours time.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping on last weds/thurs with hammer 6.2 for mother's day present &amp; shopping for tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought mum this 3-d triangle diamond shaped stud for her. I knew she likes big fat shiny diamonds. Afterall, diamonds are a girl's bestfriend isn't it? (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been rather physically unfit for the past few days &amp; each time when I play tennis, I feel so much better. When comes to night, I feel so terrible la I swear. It sucks being sick. Really.. when I was praying that I will fall sick for silly reasons like &lt;em&gt;I've got no mood for school&lt;/em&gt;, I always end up being late school &amp;amp; late for classes especially for physics -.- I've sat on the floor so many times due to what? Late for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for wardrobe shopping with my dad this afternoon before training. He saw this 2/3 sliding door wardrobe with a sliding mirror inside &amp; its on his budget range(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still over-joyed that dad's revamping my whole room without me requesting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played tennis with Z, A &amp; D today. Before we played with Z, A &amp;amp; I played doubles with D &amp; this lady. I will not elaborate much other than the lady could return all kinds of shots we hit to her no matter how hard. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Z left for home, we had dinner. So uh, that's abt it for tmrw. I shall do smth abt my hair and see what kind of drastic change I can do to my hair. I'm getting bored of my left side parting hair with curls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, blog again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114753278162203895?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114753278162203895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114753278162203895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114753278162203895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114753278162203895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/playing-kelis-trick-me-mothers-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114750080959938935</id><published>2006-05-13T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T14:13:29.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been sick for the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Lack of sleep: insomnia&lt;br /&gt;My eye bag's getting bigger&amp; as puffy as ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time you see me active will be in the court with expressions &amp; emotions. I haven't been doing something effective other than improving my tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really blessed having friends like my tennis pals around. They're like my source of strength, joy &amp; laughters when comes to tennis &amp; life. I'm quite bad when comes to putting words together to express my feelings for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But having them around really made my life better. Thanks you guys supporting behind me &amp; giving me TLC when I'm down &amp;amp; vice versa (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back out midyeras results next week. Man, I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114750080959938935?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114750080959938935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114750080959938935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114750080959938935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114750080959938935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-been-sick-for-past-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114744671742950846</id><published>2006-05-12T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:11:58.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, just came home from a loooooong day with my pals.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty tired, we woke up early made our way to queensway to buy our racquets. Spent 3 hours waiting for it to be strung &amp; made our way to club for tennis for abt 3 hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for swimming after that! We were all shy &amp; hehe, you know.. But sall good everything turned out just fine (; Right Zephyr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we had our dinner at JE. Had afew groupie shots together with mia people like, Zhenli.. Jasmine.. &amp; uh, ian (roll eyes)-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for a wonderful vesak day A, F, Z &amp; Z! :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114744671742950846?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114744671742950846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114744671742950846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114744671742950846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114744671742950846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-just-came-home-from-loooooong.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114727791917329777</id><published>2006-05-10T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T00:18:39.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mid years are over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel somehow relieved. The thing is that.. that means i'm closer to n levels again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall concentrate on tennis from now onwards untill spex (;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna start Joel's training soon &amp; by then, I'll quit jcc's &lt;s&gt;useless&lt;/s&gt; training.&lt;br /&gt;Zhenli &amp; Frederick quit alr. So its just me now. I'd rather have Joel's training with them instead of jcc's. Its cheaper &amp; much more effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just finished with &lt;em&gt;libetennis&lt;/em&gt; tennis blog. Its called &lt;a href="http://libetennis.blogspot.com"&gt;http://libetennis.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; we don't have a group picture yet because we've yet find a date when everyone is present for a game of tennis. &gt;;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school for 5 days! So shiok. Its time for shopping, facial, pedi/manicure, &amp; more tennis! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting late. See you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114727791917329777?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114727791917329777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114727791917329777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114727791917329777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114727791917329777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/mid-years-are-over-i-feel-somehow.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114700395216934683</id><published>2006-05-07T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T20:12:32.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Playing: one last breath - creed &amp; baby just say good bye - the click five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello blog, I've been rather emotional in &amp; outside of courts.&lt;br /&gt;Shan't elaborate on it but thanks for Z, J &amp;amp; A for cheering me up!&lt;br /&gt;Especially Z&amp;A for trying really really hard by uh, willing to be my "punching"bag &amp;amp; uh, throwing balls at him -.- but Anna lee so nice will never do that(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be a short post tonight. I've so far touched on accounts today for only 3 hours during tuition since I just finished total of 9 hours of tuition. My breaks were eating snacks during class while listening to tutor explaning to me the reaction of enzymes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I'm able to balance my subjects. Having 3 tuitions in a row. Accounts &amp; Biology I could absorb what tutors were explaining. But chinese? Sigh, I didn't exactly pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so beat alr. I think I need caffine to uh, help me stay awake. Eventhough the efectiveness caffine on me isn't big, still somehow I guess it will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Anna, come on come on come ooooon! 3 more days.. 3 more days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't play tennis with Jasmine &amp; Alex today. Oh well, studies still first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall enjoy tennis after the midyears with my kakis. After all, I'm gonna be blessed by the power of nCode Vision in 5 days time (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114700395216934683?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114700395216934683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114700395216934683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114700395216934683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114700395216934683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/playing-one-last-breath-creed.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114679906178637923</id><published>2006-05-05T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T11:17:41.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Humanities, Maths paper 1, MT paper1 &amp; Physics down (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics paper was -.-&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't exactly expecting paper two so much on electricity voltage &amp; charge. The formulae were confusing me &amp; I decided not to focus on it cos figure out that I won't be so &lt;em&gt;suay&lt;/em&gt; that one topic I didn't exactly touch onw ill come out. Okay, so I was proven wrong. Expect the unexpected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting circuit &amp; refraction to come out. It did! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1 was tricky.. I doubt my answers afew times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast with Z at Macs &amp; went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its time to concentrate on bio, maths &amp; chinese during the weekends and at the same time, spend 3 hours in the courts playing tennis with my pals. I've been waiting for friday since tues -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are out of town again. I'm kinda used to it that they're not around for me in the afternoon anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of making a new template for myself. But I'm too lazy ); so I shall do smth ineffective today: sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114679906178637923?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114679906178637923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114679906178637923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114679906178637923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114679906178637923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/humanities-maths-paper-1-mt-paper1-so.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114672449985152780</id><published>2006-05-04T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T22:11:34.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Humanities, maths paper 1, chinese paper 1 down.&lt;br /&gt;Physics tomorrow and its time to de-stress for the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been burning midnight oil for the past 2 days. Dark eye bags are forming, breakouts are out of control and losing hair. Thats the worse part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad gave me a surprise, he's getting me&lt;br /&gt;1 - a new wardrobe(i've bugged him since primary 4 but i've stopped because he told me its time to save money)&lt;br /&gt;2 - grind my parquet-ed floor. (I wasn't expecting this at all!)&lt;br /&gt;2 - re-paint my room into dark purple(its currently faded purple)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him what was the reason behind all this. He said that I've been a very hardworking girl &amp; my results have proved it(; I was super happy when my dad told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, he was proud of me! Hehe. I hope I've gain his trust &amp; respect as a daughter now. Their way of showing love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving me what I've requested since 10 years old. Re-furnishing my room.. a computer eventhough it was previously my brothers but recently "ungraded" anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad even agreed I can get ncode vision for me!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/nvision.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/nvision.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/200/nvision.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monthly expenses he spent on me is approx $****. Yet, he doesn't say anyything abt the expenses because he knows.. he knows that I want do well in my studies thats why he doesn't mind me having tuition for all subjects except for humanities &amp; f&amp;amp;n. He doesn't even breathe a word on the expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really shows that you know, my family loves me alot. That I should tresure them. A lot of people does not realise how much their loved ones mean to them untill they're gone. I realised that because I've learnt from my mistake &amp; how to be a better daughter each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my brothers. Well those who I'm close to knows that my 2nd brother &amp;amp; I isn't close at all. He talks to be about my future.. I've got a lot of stuff to learn from him &amp; his experiences with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my eldest brother, he talks to me about life too. Gives me whatever I want as long as I prove to him that I'm able to keep my word and being a responsible daughter &amp;amp; even as a sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really brought our family together again is I guess because of my dad's health. Everyone wanted the best for him. Life isn't fair. Everything happens for a reason. The above gave him this incurable c* brought the whole family closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its indirectly helping our family out eventhough his expenses on organic vegetables, poultry &amp; fruits is also tied our family down financially, we're still a happy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like I told afew friends before. You'll never know when my dad's gonna go. He's been doing so much for me. Everyone in school knows that he drives me to school &amp;amp; then back home everyday since primary 6. Waking up early in the morining, knocks my door for 10 mins before I get up from bed, brings my shoe to the car for me everyday, drives me to yishun for tuition &amp; back home, drives me home when I realised I brought my shoe without school socks, speeds his car when he knew I was gonna be late for assembly if he's gonna continue to driving 60km/h on the expressway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the lil stuff that he does for me everyday shows how much he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, thats all I've to say for today's post. Kinda emotional for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. shan you've loved(;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114672449985152780?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114672449985152780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114672449985152780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114672449985152780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114672449985152780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/humanities-maths-paper-1-chinese-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114650659780037824</id><published>2006-05-02T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T02:03:17.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I changed my template. This was actually made for Natalie last year but she decided not to use it. I was thinking why not I use it since it was alr done &amp; all I needed was the codings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so here it is! Actually it looks better without my profile, tag &amp; photos. But I wanted my tagboard to remain there so I've decided to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was revising Social studies on the bed &amp; I totally knocked out probably after 45 minutes of reading. So I've spent approx 3 hours only on Social studies. I've still got 2 more chapters to catch up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had phy tuition in the morning &amp; chi tuition in the afternoon. Bah, I didn't know I was seating for a paper 2 test today. So I went there mentally unprepared. I hate to do stuff when I'm mentally not prepared. I'd prefer doing stuff with routines eventhough it gets boring after afew weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got phy, chi &amp; maths tuition tomorrow before I start concentrating on social studies again. Now I think I've totally neglected social studies if I compare the amount of time I spend on on maths than on social studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of revision. I'm getting nvision stright away after the exams! That's one thing that I'm looking forward to after the exams. But hey, I want to focus my current "energy" on my books &amp; absorbing knowlegde &amp;amp; solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with J in the courts today. Rah, I missed her for abt 1.5 weeks. All right, played tennis for 1.5 hours only due to brother was waiting for me &amp; J with her tournament at kallang later. Its nice seeing her bubbly again after the accident. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, its getting late. G'night! Continue studying everyone! It benefits us in the future. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114650659780037824?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114650659780037824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114650659780037824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114650659780037824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114650659780037824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-changed-my-template.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114641256104011440</id><published>2006-04-30T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:56:01.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was planning to blog last night but somehow, blogger wasn't exactly in working condition.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, started by day with 3 hours of maths. Boy, maths was super difficult la. It was so confusing &amp; I've got to try at least 4 times for each question. Man, I doubt that I'm ready for o levels maths. I tried la but hell it was seriously difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I'm still determined(: I'm highly motivated to do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there's a devil inside me feeling insecure. I'm still determined to balance between tennis &amp; my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I had maths &amp; physics tuition before I played tennis with Alex &amp;amp; Ian. Man, A made me so pissed in courts today la I swear with his plan F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway A's been tricking for the 2nd consecutive day. I must say that uh, I'm quite gullible. ASKLDJSADJASJKDSA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on the other side, it makes me laugh &amp; everything so I don't feel so much tension. I think playing tennis is a way for me to de-stress other than doing cardio in the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm neglecting my humanities subjects since I've been focusing on maths, accounts, mother tongue &amp; physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm meeting Jasmine tmrw! I'm so excited didn't play with her for abt 1 week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, I shall stop here. Cherrio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114641256104011440?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114641256104011440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114641256104011440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114641256104011440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114641256104011440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-planning-to-blog-last-night-but.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114621307005501610</id><published>2006-04-28T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T16:31:10.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny how every living thing is selfish in some shape or form. Be it a human, or even an insignificant plant. everything revolves around it's own survival, whatever the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vines climb over existing plants and trees in a neverending race to reach sunlight and block out the sun for other plants in the process. It's something we don't notice, why? because it does not bother us directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the thing huh. If something weren't to affect us on a personal level, we wouldn't give a damn about it, but that may just allow it the opportunity to come back and bite us in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by it I mean something bad. Like a tactical nuclear war or a simple act like smoking a ciggarette. (by the way each ciggarette reduces your lifespan by eleven minutes. nope not ten, not twelve, not ten and a half. eleven minutes!) there are always repurcussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's weird how when something good happens to us, we tend to forget that it ever happened? Yeah we appreciate it, but soon enough we'd forget and the appreciation fades away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, it's tiring to stay grateful. We remember the bad more than we remember the good. I'm over-generalising by the way. It is all about ourselves, every man for himself, carve your heart out yourself, I want this piece of chicken you want you ownself take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its time, its time to think abt others too. Think about what is empathy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this off from &lt;a href="http://down-.diaryland.com/ungrateful.html"&gt;http://down-.diaryland.com/ungrateful.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114621307005501610?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114621307005501610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114621307005501610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114621307005501610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114621307005501610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-funny-how-every-living-thing-is.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114612438131240289</id><published>2006-04-27T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T15:53:01.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hullo blog, someone requested me to keep blogging. As in, daily blogging. I'm with her in the computer lab now doing f&amp;n research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day I'm dreading school. The classes are getting boring. Now I only pay attention during maths. Not exactly pay attention but, you know doing work instead of doing something ineffective to me. Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm been attending tuition since tuesday &amp; studying with Z after school. I've neglected tennis. Haiyooo! I think that uh, studies is much more important than tennis now. Untill my major exms are over I shall concentrate on tennis again. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my world revolves around studies, tennis, family &amp; friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall post up afew pictures of Z&amp;i later when I get home from school &amp;amp; tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the end of weekdays again. 4 more days closer to the official start of exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Anna. Just 2 more weeks &amp; you can concentrate on tennis for afew more weeks  &amp; then focus on n levels, Anna! (!@*!&amp;amp;*(!@&amp;*!# All right, encouraging with myself. Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, toodles to my daily readers. Study hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114612438131240289?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114612438131240289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114612438131240289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114612438131240289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114612438131240289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/hullo-blog-someone-requested-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114605419366579620</id><published>2006-04-26T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:08:41.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello blog, I've decided to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so much better now although I still get some random stomach contractions here &amp; there. The best part is that I can eat spicy food now and not to worry if I'm gonna puke it out later. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went of drip on sunday midnight. Damn, it hurts like fuck I swear! !@&amp;amp;^!#@# The doctor shoved the needle into my left hand &amp; couldn't find the vein.&lt;br /&gt;Later then shoved another into my right hand -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I took two shots while lying on the hospital bed. Oh, the bed was too short for me. I couldn't stretch my legs out. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/Image(515).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/200/Image%28515%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first being hospitalized &amp;amp; hopefully, the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/Image(516).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/200/Image%28516%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my worried sick mother at 2am. The doctor thought she was my "aunty" aka maid ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, english paper cleared. A week more and its the official start of the mids! Gassssp! *@(#&amp;(@#&amp;amp;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't exactly say that I'm coping my maths now. I was on the verge of crying cos I forgot some of my basics which result losing marks unnecessarily. But still, held back my tears like what I usually do. Unless it was really smth serious that I'll burst out crying infront of my classmates you know? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to cut down on tennis from now onwards untill Z gets her club membership &amp; mother nature's on our side. (: I hope she'll be on our side after the exams end. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my anti-depressant's birthday. I totally forgot to wish him. And yes, he was unhappy abt it yada yada. He accepted my excuse. So its all right now. Happy 16th birthday you! &lt;3&lt;3 And all the best for your HCL no worries all right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and thanks angel for your letter &amp; chocolate (: I wanted to send you a letter of appriciation but then, Mrs Tang got hold of it first before you could even see it Haha (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yesyes, I'm so sorry Jasmine that we had to cancle of tennis game tonight. ):&lt;br /&gt;We'll play on friday all right, dearest? (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study hard everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114605419366579620?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114605419366579620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114605419366579620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114605419366579620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114605419366579620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-blog-ive-decided-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114577230099233327</id><published>2006-04-23T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T14:05:01.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm down with food poisioning. It was the second time I had food poisioning at Izumi. My parents are unhappy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it was the eel thingy. Now, its the chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent half of the day seating infront of the toilet bowl spewing for 6 times alr. I can't have any consumption of liquid or food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a very bad week. The worse week i've ever had for this year. Friends &amp; I getting hurt &amp; me? food poisioning-.- having stomach contactions suck, I swear it feels like someone giving me a punch on my stomach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "best" part is that english mid years is in 2 days time! How am I gonna cope with all this? I think I'm unable to balance tennis with studies for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a roller coaster ride &amp; so many challeges for me to face mentally, physically &amp; emotionally. There's like a battle going on inside me you know. That kind of weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't afford to side track! askldasjas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall update soon. Maybe after a week or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114577230099233327?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114577230099233327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114577230099233327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114577230099233327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114577230099233327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/okay-im-down-with-food-poisioning.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114563809403673684</id><published>2006-04-22T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T15:08:23.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't exactly know what to blog on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Still, Ima gna keep this blog alive.. somehow.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This week's been a inauspicious week.  Or maybe.. its just me?&lt;br /&gt;I shall name (some) what happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fell in the court, twisted my ankle for 4 days alr &amp; it still hurts&lt;br /&gt;2. Didn't do well for maths paper 1 mock test&lt;br /&gt;3. Passed recent chinese test by 1.5 marks. Pathetic&lt;br /&gt;4. Caught for using phone in class&lt;br /&gt;5. Recieved a text from Mark &amp; starhub during maths class.(its not abt them. it was because it wasn't in silent mode) -.-  &lt;br /&gt;6. Did badly for English Oral(worse part: its counted for prelims!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Jasmine injured herself while playing tennis too! -.-&lt;br /&gt;8. Science tutor can't come this week &amp; I've no one reliable to ask abt my physics work&lt;br /&gt;9. My consistency is starting to deteriorate&lt;br /&gt;10. Alex's birthday today &amp; I don't know what to do abt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when I ask myself what I want to do in life.. What I want to achieve.. What I want to this &amp; that. I'm in a dillema now. Losing my focus &amp; so on. I'm somehow distracted by something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out. Thats the annoying part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm not able to balance between my studies &amp; tennis. I spend so many hours playing tennis every week. Having dinner with my pals after that. It lead to my family &amp; I, difting apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow can tell my dad still doesn't exactly trust me when I go out late playing tennis &amp; dinner at jurong east (most of the time with alex) after that. I guess its all because of the news. About missing teenage girls yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out last week with Henryk for lunch &amp; my dad was so paraniod -.- okay, not only my dad both parents. Its been almost a week, they'd still bring it up &amp; talk abt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point I'm trying to say is I'm able to handle situations myself. Just because, I came by home sobbing doesn't mean oh, " the guy I went out with must have done smth to me to hurt me emotionally " Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a coversation with my mother abt this. They just don't understand. And the reason why? TRUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust plays a very important part. Its my fault that I didn't gain enough trust from them anyway, I can't blame them. Its my fault. I shall earn my trust from them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I've decided to move on. To move on from the mths that I've hang on for you. I totally wasted my time. I told you before, I've a soft spot for this. I always chose to look on the positive points than your negative ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another thing abt trust. You forgive someone expecting the person will not repeat the same mistakes. He ends up repeating it! It was the last thing I hung on to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this be a memorable memory for me to reminisce when I talk abt the past. Maybe I'll never. Its a silly mistake I've made to give you all my trust &amp; to forgive you time &amp; time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114563809403673684?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114563809403673684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114563809403673684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114563809403673684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114563809403673684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-exactly-know-what-to-blog-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114544812876273398</id><published>2006-04-19T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T20:02:08.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello fellow breathing creatures, I broke my own promise. I did not study today. Left school during recess to SGH for x-ray &amp; got everything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents were paranoid that I've got a hair line crack on my foot. So decided to bring me there for a check. Okay, so now I officially don't have a fracture &amp; can officially play tennis on the 25th apr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do you think I'll listen to the doctor? Heh, I will. Unless I'm feeling better &amp; my right feet is stable for shuttle run around the court &amp; work outs. I'm starting to feel like I'm fatter again. I didn't work out for this whole weeeeeek! R@!#*(@&amp;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks A &amp; J for companying me down to the general office &amp; searching high &amp; low for Miss C. Thanks, really appreciate it! I hope your punishment for being late for h&amp;f won't be serious. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the concern everyone(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should start catching up with my work &amp; tmrw we've got a early day &amp; meeting J aft school! :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114544812876273398?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114544812876273398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114544812876273398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114544812876273398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114544812876273398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-fellow-breathing-creatures-i.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114520014917102910</id><published>2006-04-16T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:36:27.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tears of emotions running through my head.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to say that I've feel so much better for Z starting the covnersation with me. The (approximately) 1 hr heart to heart talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt so good abt myself. As in, mentally &amp; everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I gotta thank Z &amp;amp; J for supporting behing me. I'm really glad that I've friends like both of you(: Definately added more rainbows &amp; colours to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to get nVision! jumps around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis was superb today! Dispite the lightning &amp;amp; thunder, J, A, D &amp; I played mixed doubles. :D:D Without J, A &amp;amp; F playing tennis with me since for the past few months almost 5 times per week really improved my tennis. Million thanks you you guys! Especially J la I tell you that girl's backhand drive.  Haha! Without her, I can't possibly improve. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, had lunch with H today &amp; delifrance. I spend an hr waiting for that royal buttcrack(not literally) to arrive. The waitress &amp;amp; manager was staring at me. So I spent an hr to finish my iced latte waiting for H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation wise was all right(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gna study with Z tmrw after school &amp;amp; then tuition at home. All right see you, humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114520014917102910?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114520014917102910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114520014917102910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114520014917102910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114520014917102910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/tears-of-emotions-running-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114511578224945764</id><published>2006-04-15T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T23:52:07.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been playing tennis for 3 days stright! With Z, J, J, A, K, K's dad, Z &amp; F. Doubles with them been always fun(: I think we should have a groupie picture soon together soon. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the nVision demo racquet. I think I can play better with nVision rather than nTour. So I'm gonna try nVision for these few days before I decide if I should get the nVision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is my dad agreed I can get the racquet! I was quite surprised that he actually agreed without any hesitation. Normally he whines before he agrees. Haha! However, I don't wish the neglect my nTour the same time. I didn't touch it tonight. ): Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's been totally enjoying tennis with my pals, studying &amp; everything. But I still feel all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH!! Had 2.4km run today. I must say I've improved. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never calculated my monthly expenses before. Z called me on weds &amp; we were talking abt our studies &amp; everything. So I decieded to calculate my monthly expenses in trainings, food &amp; tuition fees. It totalled to a amt of approx $1220. faints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least what I can do as a daughter to keep my dad carefree that he doesn't have to worry abt me not doing well &amp; everything. I hope he will still here when I'm getting married. &amp; everything. Family is my main pillars of support eventhough sometimes I do keep secrets &amp; everything ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I think I've set my priorities right &amp; so on. I realised it was a mistake I made last week. So I shall move on, carry on studying &amp; play tennis with my pals. Its the first time in my life that I could actually balance my studying periods, tuition &amp; tennis well and at the same time, scoring well in tests. Eventhough I failed the latest chi test by 1.5 marks due to "slipped away" Anna for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said before you know, I studied for it. But I guess I did not put enough effort to it to do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want nlevels to end. Fast. I'm getting tired of studying. Maybe moe should place all the major exams together, get over &amp; done with &amp; do well. Pass with flyyyying colours (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, meeting H for lunch in town tmrw. Hopefully it won't be a rushed situation !@*&amp;@#&amp;  screws everything up. Suppose to eat during good friday anyway. Okay, end here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study hard everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114511578224945764?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114511578224945764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114511578224945764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114511578224945764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114511578224945764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/been-playing-tennis-for-3-days-stright.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114474858468821795</id><published>2006-04-11T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T17:49:56.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School training today again. Its the last training before cca stops for the mid years, maybe for the prelims &amp; n levels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt that I'll attend trainings if there is after mid years. I want total focus on my work &amp; I'll keep myself busy the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've planned my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● wake up&lt;br /&gt;● go school (pay attention during class &amp; try not to sleep during maths &amp; english)&lt;br /&gt;● save money (don't eat recess)&lt;br /&gt;● dad drives me home aft school&lt;br /&gt;● tuition after school. 3 hours for each subject have to understand the tutor is teaching before stepping out of his house. At least one subject/topic per day. The most, 1 maths topic &amp; 1 chapter of physics &amp; bio&lt;br /&gt;● tennis with Jasmine &amp; Alex 4 times per week minimum 2 hours each. (cut down on tennis if I cannot cope)&lt;br /&gt;● gym two times per week 45 minutes each cardio &amp; weights mixed 4 reps. &lt;br /&gt;● catch up with Zhenli during the weekends&lt;br /&gt;● go home, computer for 1-2 hours&lt;br /&gt;● homework for 1-2.5 hours&lt;br /&gt;● pack school bag&lt;br /&gt;● leave post it notes around my room for last minute work&lt;br /&gt;● sleep by latest 1am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that will be my routine from today onwards if nothing goes wrong during the weekends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the mids of picking myself up now. I'm really glad that I can overcome it so fast &amp; nothing (I hope) will pull me down again. I can't afford to lose my focus. I really can't. Do well for n levels &amp; play later. Yes, do well for n levels &amp; play later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why. If ****** ***** ***** again, I know I will make an exceptional. Don't ask me why. I'm still mentally &amp; emotionally unstable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, update tmrw again. Or maybe if I've something to blog abt when I'm back from chi tuition ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114474858468821795?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114474858468821795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114474858468821795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114474858468821795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114474858468821795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/school-training-today-again.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114467889521982219</id><published>2006-04-10T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T22:28:07.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall have a proper post today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up feeling lost. &lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I was still on the bed when it was 5 minutes to 7am. My dad over slept today. That happens 1 in 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep during physics &amp; yeah, Mrs Tang teased me -.-&lt;br /&gt;Had make up training today. We did physical for the first time this year! Its the first time since Grace, Mindy &amp; I dropped to advanced team again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played tennis with Jasmine at club for 2 hours. I was totally off form. I knew I wasn't mentally stable. I was feeling emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its wrong for me not to speak to anyone abt it. Venting my anger on the balls didn't help abit. I was feeling even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oftentimes, I dont understand myself and the way I function. I try really hard, but somehow I failed. Sometimes, I feel I've got no emotions &amp; most of the time, so emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that pms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew everything was coming. I knew all along. I knew I wasn't mentally ready for this. I knew I won't be able to accept the consequences of what we've done. I knew all along. But I gave in. I gave in for &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you've whispered to my ears is on a replay mode. It hurts, cos I fell for you.&lt;br /&gt;Viva forever, I'll be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting like the sun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114467889521982219?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114467889521982219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114467889521982219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114467889521982219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114467889521982219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-shall-have-proper-post-today.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114454475592856767</id><published>2006-04-09T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T09:05:58.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helluva week for me.&lt;br /&gt;With new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;I can't possibly say that everything was really bad &amp; so on.&lt;br /&gt;Part of it didn't felt good like the ********* part. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe when I hesitated gazillion time caused it to ****&lt;br /&gt;I won't say much because its private. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhenli, I'm so sorry that I've neglected you because of ******. I promise you there won't be a next time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really sorry honey. What if I tell you I'm ready now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the usual. Tennis was pretty boring. Zhen li &amp; I played doubles against Fred &amp; Ian. What do you think? Hahaha, nevermind its all right. Right, Zhenli? We've got some pretty good shots too! hehe :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going club today again for gym I guess. &amp; If alex can make it for tennis with me in the evening after his match, I don't mind(: Oh, good luck to you both for the matches! :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114454475592856767?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114454475592856767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114454475592856767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114454475592856767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114454475592856767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/helluva-week-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114442465641918043</id><published>2006-04-07T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T23:46:20.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its end of the week again.&lt;br /&gt;I can't possibly say that its a good week or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Due to my mother tongue test grade ):&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk abt it. Its my first time I failed when I studied for the test. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I came home watched CSI season 1 &amp; I finished watching within a week. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;All right, I know I'm abit slow cos AXN is showing CSI season 6 or something. I've decided to catch all the previous seasons first:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played tennis &amp; gymed with Alex today &amp; Jasmine didn't come today! :/ Played for 1.5 hrs. And I almost beat Alex. Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, okay score wasn't that bad this time. 4-6. Its all right, I will beat you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the gym for 15 minutes so just did some weights here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you come back, baby.. I'll wear your wedding ring (: I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right thats all. 14 days more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114442465641918043?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114442465641918043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114442465641918043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114442465641918043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114442465641918043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-end-of-week-again.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114390659105598964</id><published>2006-04-01T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:50:04.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa, I'm very tired. After 4 hours of tennis with Zhenli, Fred &amp; Alex, Dinner with Fred &amp;amp; Alex &amp; then mac's ice cream cone as dessert, I'm very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a short clip of Alex flidding with my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dhwcCDVXxLA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dhwcCDVXxLA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the last part. What Frederick was doing. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah, I'm so bored &amp; tired now. I didn't go for volunteer work today. I'm too tired &amp; didn't have enough time to go for even 1 hour of volunteer work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired for this. I'm too tired for that. I've no idea why. I think I should do something effective in my life once again &amp; maintaining it that way(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, 20 more days. 20 more days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114390659105598964?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114390659105598964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114390659105598964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114390659105598964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114390659105598964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/whoa-im-very-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114381850164386398</id><published>2006-03-31T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T23:26:03.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm extremely exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely&lt;br /&gt;Extremely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just completed my 30 hours of service for NYAA. I'm glad that I made it just it time. Heh, before end of March:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the gym today alone. Like what I did last night because Jasmine &amp; Alex couldn't play tennis. Its all right, I think I gained back bits of my stamina back for the 2.4km run/jog/walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pft is next week! Rah, pull ups are what I'm worried abt. Okay, I shall shut up about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was all right. The cooking was good! We had practical for 4 periods -.- Didn't die or anything. Jillian &amp;amp; I, ohoh our food turned out to be so good! Hurhur, those who tried our food knows why(: Credits to Jill for the black pepper sauce &amp; credits to yours truly for the chicken :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, doing volunteer work afew hours before a/cstuition tmrw:D I feel _ _ _ _ _ helping out people. I'm doing a good deed anyway. Helping out people &amp;amp; everything. Plus the ladies over there are so friendly. So I don't mind volunteering even I've finished the 30 hours of service. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's plan prolly gonna be service, tuition &amp; tennis till late:D Hey Alex, I reminded myself to bring Jackass for you tmrw. I hope I can remember ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I emotionally break down during the weirdest hours &amp; strangest times. Its all right, at least I feel better after breaking down &amp;amp; everything. For my pillars of strength being around, I think I'm blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;All I want is a little piece of Heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114381850164386398?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114381850164386398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114381850164386398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114381850164386398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114381850164386398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-extremely-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114363461464846570</id><published>2006-03-29T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T20:18:37.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've waited a lifetime for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve searched the whole world over,&lt;br /&gt;Looking for your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I never thought I'd find you&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to give up&lt;br /&gt;So many other faces, so many wrong embraces&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find one heart that felt like home to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of them could ever compare to your love,&lt;br /&gt;You are my strength, my joy.&lt;br /&gt;You give me comfort from the storm&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile on cloudy days&lt;br /&gt;You keep me safe and warm. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would be so lost without you,&lt;br /&gt;Your love is so pure and true&lt;br /&gt;Your heart, so beautiful and kind&lt;br /&gt;Because you've walked that long, lonely road&lt;br /&gt;That made you who you are (mine!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been a hard long journey&lt;br /&gt;And it may get harder still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But together we can lift each other&lt;br /&gt;Our strength will get us through&lt;br /&gt;I'll never give up; I’ll never give in&lt;br /&gt;As long as I have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;I know that love is real&lt;br /&gt;I want to be held in your arms my love,&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing else will compare&lt;br /&gt;I want to lay with you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gaze at you&lt;br /&gt;And dream of our life together&lt;br /&gt;Lost in your embrace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read between the lines.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114363461464846570?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114363461464846570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114363461464846570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114363461464846570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114363461464846570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-waited-lifetime-for-you-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114344829047204890</id><published>2006-03-27T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T22:18:41.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boy today was a very sleepy day for me in school. Fell asleep during the first period &amp; got sent out of class for 5 minutes. Heh, I apologized to Miss Teo after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later was accounts. Again, I was feeling sleepy. Untill when I started doing work, I felt so much better after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't bring my physics stuff to school today so I had to seat on the floor -.-&lt;br /&gt;For 2 periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I dislike mondays. Due to monday blues, 4 hours of tennis on Sundays, I tend to forget to bring my books to school &amp; most of the time arriving 5 minutes before assembly starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all right, monday almost over &amp; its gonna be tuesday soon. Its the 28th tmrw /: I've mixed feelings for the past few months on every 28th. I've no idea how to face the situation. Whenever I try, I'm always indirectly discouraged my you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, played tennis with Jasmine &amp; Frederick!! :D For abt 1.5 hrs only. Just got the momentum man. Hahaha! All right, all the best for your singles tmrw, Jasmine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks, my upper body hurts like fuck. Must be cos of the weights Alex ask me to try :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be a long day for me. Parents are going on cruise for 3 days 2 nights. Got late day tmrw, training after that &amp; tuition! asdaslkdjasdkasdjj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep, good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114344829047204890?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114344829047204890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114344829047204890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114344829047204890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114344829047204890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/boy-today-was-very-sleepy-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114338481639254528</id><published>2006-03-26T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:03:39.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from tennis, gym &amp; dinner with Alex. Whoa, I'm very very tired. Actually, I've got some enegry left. Hurhur, tennis again Alex? Hehehehehe hahahaha, I think I'm going crazy. Okok, continue blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last minute decision, we went to the gym. Gasp, He's like !*@&amp;amp;!^ times stronger than me. I can't push all the weights on the leg press. I can only do half of it &amp; he can push all. -.-  Overall, worked out &lt;em&gt;a little&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at izumi again. Damn shiok! :D:D Wanted to go somewhere budget though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes!! I tried the Wline Racket!! Not the one that I wanted though. I tried the one Jasmine wanted. W4. Red flurry something like that. Heh, its not bad la. But I prefer my ncode tour:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Maths &amp; Chinese tuition today. At least my chinese tutor taught me cheng yus today. It wasn't something that was really heavy &amp;amp; managed to yawn less than 10 times during the 1.5 hrs tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assakshsxsjaklsjshsxxsasjkda, I'm feeling quite tired while blogging. So I should end soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jasmine, if you're reading this. How was your match?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114338481639254528?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114338481639254528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114338481639254528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114338481639254528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114338481639254528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-came-back-from-tennis-gym-managed.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114330008076647400</id><published>2006-03-25T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T00:52:53.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from Shan's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In kindergarten your idea of a good friend was the person who let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly black one. In primary one, your idea of a good friend was the person who went to the washroom with you and held your hand as you walked through the scary halls. In primary two, your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you stand up to the class bully. In primary three, your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours. In primary four, your idea of a good friend was the person who let you copy the social studies homework that you forgotten to do the previous night. In primary five, your idea of a good friend was the person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for you. In primary six, your idea of a good friend was someone who comforted you and lent their shoulder to you when you received your PSLE results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In secondary one, your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you to pass your Chinese spelling by letting you sit beside her and copy. In secondary two, your idea of a good friend was the person who agreed with you that your Chinese teacher is an asshole and both of you start throwing staples on his seat. In secondary three, your idea of a good friend was the person who came over to your house for a tanning session; fill you in the latest gossip and laugh at what horny bastards guys are. In secondary four, your idea of a good friend was the person who was there for you each time you feel miserable after losing a netball match and go shopping together for prom dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of the two choices, holds your hand when you're scared, helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you, thinks of you at times when you are not there, reminds you of what you have forgotten, helps you put the past behind you but understands when you need to hold on to it a little longer, stays with you so that you have confidence, goes out of their way to make time for you, helps you clear up your mistakes, helps you deal with pressure from others, smiles for you when they are sad, helps you become a better person and most importantly loves you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that sounded what I used to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be worse, something that I've never expected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114330008076647400?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114330008076647400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114330008076647400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114330008076647400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114330008076647400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/got-this-from-shans-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114293762981551841</id><published>2006-03-21T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T18:43:41.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Enough of emo shit.&lt;br /&gt;Time to blog something about my life.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, those emo shit are abt my life but its personal:/&lt;br /&gt;(I think I'll delete the previous post to prevent gossips going around or something) At least Alex gets my message &amp; everything. Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall blog something not so personal now.&lt;br /&gt;March holidays are over now. All I did during the break was tennis &amp;amp; more tennis. Enjoyed it anyway with the company Jasmine, Alex &amp; Frederick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we met almost everyday to play tennis la. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its quite weird that last week(the week before sch closes for the term) miss teo measured my weight during one of the morning run that I gained back my 4 kg. I was surprised! She said I was gaining muscle. LOL, Anna Lee? Muscles? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its quite true la, she measured today for term 2's weight. I lost 3 kg heh. :D But term one's record was 1 kg lighter. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I went to sch, I decided not to go for training since all my cca tennis pals are gonna have their scince prac, I'll be the only sec 4 there! So I did not bring my racket to school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came to pick me up &amp;amp; I told him I wasn't going for training. He kept quite abt it. While we were on the expressway, he asked "The weather is good today. Why not you go for tennis?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time, it was 2.50pm which means that training was gna start in 10 minutes time. Got there 2 minutes late. Indeed I was the only sec4 la. It was so boring! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my anti depressant lost his match against SJI. Oh well.. 4th place is still better than nothing. We win some, we lose some. :D Don't worry, I'm always around. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my chi tuition is starting very soon. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114293762981551841?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114293762981551841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114293762981551841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114293762981551841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114293762981551841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/enough-of-emo-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114201039544877288</id><published>2006-03-11T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T11:18:37.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all, I'm in the mids of getting my unglamorous69 @fastenyourseatbelts up again. Apparently, I'm having some difficulties with uploading it into ftp. Maybe my skills are all gone. Its been ages since I opened that progam. I apologise to my loyal readers that I've neglected my unglamorous69.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will soon be up anyway(: Look forward for it okay! It may not be some drastic change but hey, at least the blog is up &amp; updated(soon) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school today, start of the 1 week holiday, week closer to mid year examination &amp;amp; a week closer to n levels. Gasp! aklsdjakdasjkdhaskjdhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back results slip today :/ Passed everything hehe, quite an achievement for myself. To be honest, I've never before during the period from secondary 1 till now, I've never never passed all my subjects before. So what if its Term 1 results, improvements is what I want to see! Haha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis with Jasmine, Alex &amp; kien wee today. Jasmine &amp;amp; Kien wee started with some tension but gradually it became better(: The games we played we boring at first still, there were some exciting points. LOL! Played for abt 2.5hrs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Alex later at the Japanese resturant with the usual budget food below $20. Haha! Finished everything around 10.30? Then now, I'm blogging this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114201039544877288?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114201039544877288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114201039544877288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114201039544877288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114201039544877288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/hi-all-im-in-mids-of-getting-my.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114182254171946889</id><published>2006-03-08T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T20:55:41.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;IJ TENNIS B DIV CHAMPIONS!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I'm very proud of our tennis team! Tears of joy when we knew that we were the champions! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I did not manage to take any pictures of anyone playing.&lt;br /&gt;Got pretty bad temporarily sunburnt on my face:/ Hopefully it will be all right by tomorrow morning(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite behind time when comes to handing in F&amp;N research:/ But skipping 2 periods of f&amp;n isn't that bad since we were the champions for this year:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was quite light. Having 1 test this week which is Physics test. I hope I do well for that:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week for pretty fustrated in other words, &lt;em&gt;pek cek&lt;/em&gt; but hey, sometimes people do lose control of their emotions. When I found a chance to apologise, I'm always brushed off. Giving me short replies like &lt;em&gt;I don't know&lt;/em&gt; really discourages me. When I do find another chance for me to apologise to you, then I hope that by then, I've plucked enough courage to apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping you out of my mind seems to be impossible&lt;br /&gt;imu&lt;br /&gt;imu&lt;br /&gt;imu, hun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114182254171946889?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114182254171946889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114182254171946889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114182254171946889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114182254171946889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/ij-tennis-b-div-champions-why-im-very.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114163283346453689</id><published>2006-03-06T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T16:15:49.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;My passion for tennis is backkk!!!&lt;br /&gt;()@#*(!)@*!(#&amp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to stop focusing on tennis in other words, neglect tennis on purpose to focus on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah, I must thank Alex for asking me to play tennis with him last night for 2.5 hours! Haha ha! My passion's back my passion's back! I'm really glad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've completed 8 hours of CIP now. I've to start writing the log book. I've stopped at semptember last year. -.- I've got quite afew months to catch up on. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I must post up a picture of Alex. He's like my life saver. Ha ha ha! Got my passion for tennis back again!!!&lt;br /&gt;ASKLDASJKLDJASDK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I passed chinese! I'm so happy! Now my dad thinks I don't need a chinese tutor. Rah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost forgot to add, Mark you just made my day better la I tell you! Our conversation no longer so stagnant! :D:D:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whacking balls in 10 minutes time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114163283346453689?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114163283346453689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114163283346453689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114163283346453689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114163283346453689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-passion-for-tennis-is-backkk-i.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114148928971198850</id><published>2006-03-05T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:29:14.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa, I'm still very exhausted! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in sch 20 minutes late. At least Ms Chow just started on the part 2 &amp; didn't miss out as much as I thought I would[: Class ended very early today. I'm pretty sure I didn't stay in school for more than an hr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, my dad will pick me up from sch. He was unhappy about class ended ealier cos he just reached home when I called him to pick me up from sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pratically chauffeured me around the whole Singapore today. East coast, Bt timah, Yishun, Sembawang, Toa payoh, East coast again, back home &amp; King albert park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm effing exhausted. Had 3 hours of accounts, 5 hrs of CIP &amp; 2 hrs of physics. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing the exact same thing for tomorrow without physics tuition though. At least I enjoyed my cip eventhough it was effing far. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I had problems transfering mp3s via bluetooth to my phone. Come to this, my phone is uber unfriendly ): Like how I had problems searching for my contacts for the first time when I bought my phone. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called up twice to the nokia care &amp; finally the 3nd time the guy was kind enough to take me through all the steps &amp; I managed to transfer the files to my phone now. Thanks ah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew his name &amp; address, I would mail the gems card to him. Ha ha! Very good customer service manner &amp; everything. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one wasn't. She was speaking so softly &amp; she hung up without saying "Thanks for calling Nokia service hotline if you've got further enquires, you can always call back again." &amp; She just hung up. Wtf?!?! She was really unpatient when comes to explaining the steps to me &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what time is it? Its 12 &amp; I've got tuition at 12pm tmrw. Lack of sleep!!! Cos I didn't sleep enough last night. -.- I'm staying up because of my anti depressant :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah, I feel like whacking balls now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114148928971198850?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114148928971198850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114148928971198850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114148928971198850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114148928971198850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/whoa-im-still-very-exhausted-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114139776088623781</id><published>2006-03-03T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T22:56:00.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got nothing much to blog about today. Its just that tomorrow gonna be a very busy day for me. I've got history in the morning, later tuition, CIP &amp; tuition again. Everything will end possibly by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tyring to finish my 30 hrs of CIP within the 1 week holiday. Including the current one I'm doing now, I will be much closer to number 30 alr(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played tennis at yck today(: We didn't pay for the courts. Ha ha ha, since the sports council paid for everything &amp; they weren't using it, we'll make use of it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having quite painful sunburnt now especailly on my nose :/ Its painful when I try to push it up. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actaully got quite a lot to blog down but its too personal for me to do it:/ So I shall keep it to myself untill the one that I used to share my heartaches &amp; happiness comes back :/ IMU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my anti depressant to bits(: &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, IJ beat RG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Finals now!&lt;br /&gt;IJ..&lt;br /&gt;IJ!!&lt;br /&gt;IJ..&lt;br /&gt;IJ! (haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114139776088623781?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114139776088623781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114139776088623781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114139776088623781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114139776088623781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-got-nothing-much-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114119694278041169</id><published>2006-03-01T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T15:15:36.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many deadlines, so little time :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got history research, f&amp;n task analysis &amp; research to finish &amp; h&amp;f duties to do up, the noticeboard &amp; meetings &amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I need time management. I totally suck at that. I probably draw out every week's time plan &amp; stick it in my room. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maid just left today morning around 11am. I did not get to say good bye or even give her a  good bye hug. I wrote a farewell letter to her last night &amp; gave it to her this morning. ):&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Okay,something else.. chinese tuition yesterday was all right, she's a china woman.  I'll make a exceptional she's really humorous &amp; she totally changed my impression on china tutors(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for my anti depressant being around 24/7 without you I would have died. Not literally but, thanks for making each conversation enjoyable, cheering me up when I'm down &amp; the soon bus ride home together(: love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tmrw tennis semi finals against rg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go IJ!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114119694278041169?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114119694278041169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114119694278041169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114119694278041169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114119694278041169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-many-deadlines-so-little-time-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114102904839589434</id><published>2006-02-27T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:23:03.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday has passed. I feel so much better after monday's sch day ended. Eventhough Poa test is postponed to tomorrow, I feel so much better that Maths test was over &amp; I had problems with one question. Not &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone sat next to be 5 minutes before the test ended &amp;amp; copied my work. -.- the girl who sat next to me farted &amp; the rain started pouring. Hint: She's my valentine&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I'm not naming who she is. Its quite a big clue anyway! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so determined to do well for each test la ok. Like those weak subjects at least aim for a pass &amp;amp; work harder from there onwards. But its quite difficult to pay attention during Social studies. I find it almost impossible to pay attention during his lesson I always end up talking to Maril &amp; Ele ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall try to pay attention during Social studies lesson. (There's a test tomorrow!!) Geez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so my chinese tuition is starting tomorrow evening. I hope she's not a China tutor. I had really bad experience with China teachers when I was primary 2. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not decieded how many points I should get for N levels yet. Any suggestions? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My valentine #2 went home early today.. I hope she's feeling better now. She wrote something about me on her current post. I shall write something for her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really make you feel &lt;em&gt;kanchiong&lt;/em&gt; everytime when you don't udnerstand something? Hahaha, are you sure that's good? Haha! Anyway, thanks for being my chinese dictionary when we're doing &lt;em&gt;zuo wen&lt;/em&gt; okay? Cos you always end up writing slower than me. I taught you trigo &amp;amp; bearings over the phone last midnight. Aren't you happy? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my favourite girl in school &amp; avaliable 24/7 for me to talk to when come to **** problems. I'm here for you too okay Maril? I love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, remember that we've still got our humble group of friends supporting behind you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/Picture%20027(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/320/Picture%20027%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Marilyn next to me. Oh, I love her plenty! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dearest Alex, &lt;br /&gt;I can no longer pretend that I don't know the truth behind your ****. I want to talk to you about it. But it seems that its impossible for me to do so. It takes to hands to clap doesn't it? Since you're gonna remain this way, might as well I carry on on my own? Cos I've tried. There's one thing I'm hanging on to now: 21st April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, it still remains.. I'm letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Happy 1 year(in advance)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114102904839589434?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114102904839589434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114102904839589434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114102904839589434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114102904839589434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/02/monday-has-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114088236796013076</id><published>2006-02-25T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T23:46:07.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, just finished uploading the photos my friends &amp; I took since last friday till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm would like to apologize to Amanda &amp;amp; Marilyn for taking so long to send you the phot albums. My brother just went back to Australia so I should be able to send you files through MSN almost anytime when I'm online now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the day off in school for 2 hours history lecture. Whoa, we had so much stuff to write down. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we got back our open book hist test. Ele &amp; I passed. Hehe, okay that doesn't count cos its open book. But still, I've never passed history before. Social studies &amp;amp; Hist are still my weakest-est subjects :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After history lecture, Maril, Ele, Nat &amp; I went to the nearby &lt;em&gt;kopitiam&lt;/em&gt; for egg &lt;em&gt;roti prata&lt;/em&gt;. Unfortunately, my dad came ealier than expected. So I couldn't join them for the &lt;em&gt;roti prata&lt;/em&gt; feast. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later went for poa tuition. Boy I kept on getting debit &amp;amp; credits wrongly.. How embarrasing. That's like the basics? Got bad debts &amp; partnership settled. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay, tennis for after that. Huimin &amp;amp; I was against the boys as usual :S&lt;br /&gt;So we lost 4-6. Its all right, the score this time was so much better than 2 weeks ago. Huimin, we can beat the boys ok? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I shall upload some pictures now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/Picture%20075(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/200/Picture%20075%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet.. Huimin, my tennis partner (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/Picture%20086(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/200/Picture%20086%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. My another favourite girl, Zhenli(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114088236796013076?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114088236796013076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114088236796013076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114088236796013076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114088236796013076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/02/okay-just-finished-uploading-photos-my.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22944201.post-114078351734468474</id><published>2006-02-24T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T20:24:58.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I took about 2 hours to edit this template. If you think this template is similar to Natasha Liew's, that's because I'm using the similar template. I forgot that I made for her anyway! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The template didn't cause much time. Its only the editing of photos that took the time. My alternative blog is up! So I welcome everyone to view it. Oh, comment box is still currently down. I'll get it up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. Had lunch today with my Valentine at Pizza Hut. We 2 student meals(inclusive of 2 soup &amp; 2 cups of pepsi)&amp;amp; 2 plates of drumlets(4 each)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/1600/Image(181).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3226/330/320/Image%28181%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hi to my valentine, Amanda! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took pictures of our food like we always would before we start digging in. Unfortunately, we forgot about it today. Haha! Anyway, having lunch with my humble group of friends is enjoyable &amp; filled with tons of laughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, laughing burns 10-40 calories every 15 minutes. Isn't it good? I read it from some health &amp;amp; fitness magazine in library last evening. Laughing tones our abs too? I gues whevever we laugh, our stomach muscles tightens? Does it make any sense if we laugh for 2 hrs a day for 3 months we'll get a toned tummy? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, we recieved our latest chinese test marks today! Boy, I'm so proud of myself! Well, I may not top the class for chiense. But hey, I've worked really hard for the test &amp; its self improvement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda told me that our class is getting very competitive. I must agree to that. Since last year, our class been very competitive come to academic results. You can see the girls who doesn't usually put in any effort with her work actually paying attention in class &amp;amp; lising attentively to the teacher instead of texting their boyfriends during lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I was guilty of that last year&amp; somehow this year!(hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so everyone has matured, learnt from their silly mistakes, has commitment for her studies.. etc. If you were in my class, you can tell that there's a major change when comes to attitude wise. Okay, maybe sometimes we mis-behave in class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall = Major Change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, I signed myself up for chinese tuition! Gasp, one on one if I'm not wrong! Haha! I'm determined to do well for N levels&amp;amp; then O levels!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22944201-114078351734468474?l=silver-pieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114078351734468474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22944201&amp;postID=114078351734468474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114078351734468474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22944201/posts/default/114078351734468474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silver-pieces.blogspot.com/2006/02/okay-i-took-about-2-hours-to-edit-this.html' title=''/><author><name>anna `</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
