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yingxuan
singapore polytechnic (dac).






Sunday, February 03, 2008

was so tired last night.
slept in the midst of listening to 天空
woke up and was already 8am
was suppose to leave the 8.30
however i did not reach the latest it was JH.
see larhx, no breakfast last one to reach. YAO GUI~!
btw, ginny and i kept talking
abt the mysterious somebody who will come for reunion dinner

[im half camera shy.]
[the 9am bugis]
JH sugguested walking a way to get out from bugis
but all the automatic sliding doors was not working
the whole bugis was empty at 9am.
so we walked back, bet the cleaner was laughing at us.
THANKS to JH, and stop blaming me okay~!

[us with stefano]
[our group backview photo]
did not sleep during the lesson today
stefanie was sick and it was the last day of lesson
lunch at the new hawa restaurant
thanks alot, needed meat. HAHA~!
stefano wrote 'M' in a very weird manner. and we laughed
okay we are mean. HAHA~! sorry cannot control

after lesson we headed to bugis
and perlini did not have ginny's earrings again
and we said that
ginny would find the whole world but will not get her earings,
JH would find the whole world but will not find his sister's wallet
i will find the whole world but will not find Mr Ahem.
but after that, JH got his wallet for his sister
after like 3 months or so.
so i think ginny you have to wait 3 months or so. =)

did not get my CDs (just wanted to get CDs, no preference actually)
all 3 of us ate beard papa's
but neither of us ate from my stall (guess yourself) HAHAHA!
stood outside the MRT station eating
then heard someone calling 'miss chew, miss chew'
turned and it was ruiwen and carmen-men~!
talked to them for a while
and carmen agreed with me that PACC paper SUCKED okay!
and she agreed that it was hilarious of me not doin the sales entry

after they left the 3 of us stood outside the MRT station
talking everything under the moon
the 2 china people who moved around us, but not leaving the box
the snow at china, the mysterious somebody
the outing on tues, the kbox session ytd
so many things. just loved the feeling standing there and talk
none of us wanted to move and go home can.
and now i totally had the feeling of k-ing now.
lets go back can? pretty please
and i did the most humulating thing of the week
i threw a piece of rubbish at JH and tried to catch but failed
could sense everyone was staring at me can!

came home for reunion dinner
the food never finish every year
had to keep finding topic to talk about can
or else it would be DEAD silence
the sound of the sizzling water could TOTALLY be heard can!
mummy's handmade dumplings, finally a success

will try to do the pineapple tarts tml
if it fails again, I M GONNA GIVE UP
even though it did not really fail the 1st time
but i have HIGH expectation okay!
as i m running a one man show okay!

YESTERDAY
[at the class]
[JH asked me to join them for dinner]
[the not so HIGH us at kBox]
[going to orchard]

MY PRODUCTION
[the red indian, with red face and earings]

[i remove the moustache and the beard of the monk, nearly the tatoo]



you could be my sweetest dream
you could be my biggest hope
you could be the only person i am clinging on to
you could be the key of my heart
you could be so many things to me
however you chose to be
my only heartache
my only pain
my only reason to cry