<?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-11074854</id><updated>2011-10-31T02:30:52.933+08:00</updated><category term='songs'/><category term='love'/><category term='life&apos;s little lessons'/><category term='rainbows'/><category term='confusion'/><category term='cny'/><title type='text'>Busy Ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>May</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>613</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-1346386981978349552</id><published>2011-01-30T13:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T13:55:04.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbooking goodies!</title><content type='html'>Went to Paper Market yesterday, distress inks, stickles, prima bling, stamp sets - 4 @ 40% off! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the prima bling, but gosh really wanted the distress inks and stickles too. Can't wait for the tim holtz clear blocks to be out too! I want I want! Oh yes and g45 curtain call paper, wanted them so badly but I just got the springtime set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh welllllll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1346386981978349552?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1346386981978349552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1346386981978349552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1346386981978349552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1346386981978349552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2011/01/scrapbooking-goodies.html' title='Scrapbooking goodies!'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-6150034246084205363</id><published>2011-01-24T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T15:34:04.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Law school, and life</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired. So tired of being in Law School, of the endless working, and studying, and worrying. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now as I am typing this, I should be doing my contract tutorial, reading my crim cases, doing the crim memo, doing LAWR research, reading misrepresentation and doing ILT readings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stacks and stacks of work to do. And every week is just an endless race to finish what I have to do, to keep up with lectures, tutorials, and seminars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grades for sem 1 weren't that good, and I was shocked to get those grades. It just reflects how highly I think of myself. I never thought I'd be average. Average. That's such an ugly word. Something I never associated myself with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there, I've said it, shown it to the world, I'm such an arrogant person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who am I to think that I am smarter than everyone? Who am I to think that others are less intelligent than me? I've let myself get caught up in my own success in the past, and I've gotten egotistical and big-headed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a timely reminder for me to remember that I am not that different from everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Past the initial shock, I am actually thankful. I'm thankful that God has shown me this 'failure' at this time, to remind me to keep a humble heart. That's what I've been trying to do throughout my JC life, why have I lost it? Now, I tend to feel insulted whenever people doubt my ability in the least. Where has that come from? I'm glad God has given me this opportunity to keep my arrogant mind in check. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to relearn to be humble, need to stop being arrogant, and need to be more sensitive to the needs of others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And beyond that, I have to learn to keep the fire going, to remind myself why it is that I wanted to come to law school. To stop feeling intimidated and jaded by life, to remind myself that grades are not everything in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-6150034246084205363?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/6150034246084205363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=6150034246084205363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6150034246084205363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6150034246084205363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2011/01/law-school-and-life.html' title='Law school, and life'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-5276550991407366818</id><published>2010-07-19T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T16:08:06.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of random thoughts.</title><content type='html'>The past month has given me more HTHTs with my various groups of friends than I've had with my friends for the past one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm listening to what my friends say, it strikes me hard that we've all grown up. At this age, we're all thinking about life - relationships, degrees, work, families, marriage, children. Of course, different people think about each aspect to a different degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one bad thing is the negativity I hear about relationships. So many people around me end up breaking up because they're just 'not ready for a relationship'. Others complain about how there is just 'no spark'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, how do you know when you're ever ready? How do you create the spark? How do you know when you meet Mr Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, relationships are about taking the plunge, about making things work. And that's the thing I see which other people lack. I do not confess to be an expert on such things, nor do I think that I'm having the perfect relationship now, but I just think that many a times, people simply do not give their relationship a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a problem comes up, they simply say, 'this is not right', and run away from it. It just cultivates a habit doesn't it, and it cultivates the cynicism in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not give the relationship a chance? Why not try to talk things through? Isn't a relationship about compromise? About commitment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was just lucky to have found someone who's willing to put in as much as I do. But whatever it is, just don't lose hope. And before you blame the other party, examine yourself. Think about what you can do to make things better before you start thinking 'hey, this is not working'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really must thank God for the life and friends that he's given me currently. He's given me a wonderful person to share my life with, and amazing friends which I know I can keep for a long time. He's also strengthened the bonds within my family, I can see how we treasure each other so much more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I must say, God really works in amazing ways. And he always answers my prayers. He's blessed me with so much, and it's so comforting to know that I have Him to run to whenever I worry, and whenever I have any problems. Because I know that everything is in His plan, and that he'll make things right in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to trust in Him and believe that I will make it out eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been fearful of letting my family know about my relationship with God. But I think it's time for me to start to let them know about Him. My walk with God makes up such a big part of me, and I need to start embracing this, as well as letting my family know that this is part of who I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-5276550991407366818?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/5276550991407366818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=5276550991407366818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5276550991407366818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5276550991407366818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2010/07/of-random-thoughts.html' title='Of random thoughts.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-1823120056875561999</id><published>2010-07-19T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:05:10.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again.</title><content type='html'>I'm back here! After more than a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to come back here because I was just so happy. So happy after the v11 chalet yesterday. I wanted to write down how I feel, because I know this will be a treasured memory of mine for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every v11 chalet, I have loads of fun and add one more fantastic memory to my stash of v11 memories. And I do love v11 so, it's the best class I've ever been in. The people there mean so much to me. They're friends that I'd want to keep for the rest of my life. Hopefully I'd get to know their spouses, attend their weddings, play with their kids, grandkids... etc and etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can see that happening for a lot of these people, Althea, Alicea, Pu En, Kelvin, Yiliang, Jing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love jamming. Sometimes I forget how much I love singing, but whenever I sing, I feel that happiness creeping over me. That sense of contentment. I don't ever want to stop singing, even though yeah I don't think I sound that good sometimes. But it's okay, I still love singing all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the jamming session yesterday was awesome. With JT on the guitar, althea and alicea to harmonize with me. How great was that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so happy. So happy. Unexplainable happiness, and this happiness comes from seeing all my beloved old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much on my mind these days. The past year has been one full of ups and downs. Reading through all my past blogposts bring back waves and waves of nostalgia. All the past memories which I held so dear to my heart but have forgotten about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't forget this place anymore. I've been meaning to delete it for ages but couldn't bear to because I wanted to be able to read this for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nobody reads this blog anymore :) So I can actually write more without worrying about others reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop worrying about others judging me. Because afterall, the success will be mine to achieve, and the friends will be mine to keep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1823120056875561999?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1823120056875561999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1823120056875561999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1823120056875561999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1823120056875561999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-1526269247265763595</id><published>2009-06-08T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:13:25.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through Thick and Thin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SivmyVygYiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/cPswnsF_ffI/s1600-h/IMG_0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SivmyVygYiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/cPswnsF_ffI/s400/IMG_0790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344619135322055202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SivmyJ9wtHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/rDvyFgFZaRg/s1600-h/IMG_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SivmyJ9wtHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/rDvyFgFZaRg/s400/IMG_0789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344619132148036722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/Sivmxsy-7mI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/GSBFLnewr84/s1600-h/IMG_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/Sivmxsy-7mI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/GSBFLnewr84/s400/IMG_0787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344619124318203490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SivmxQfYaAI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/qQ5SPFoqfkY/s1600-h/IMG_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SivmxQfYaAI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/qQ5SPFoqfkY/s400/IMG_0782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344619116719794178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelovelovelovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really dunno what i'd do without you guys :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1526269247265763595?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1526269247265763595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1526269247265763595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1526269247265763595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1526269247265763595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2009/06/through-thick-and-thin.html' title='Through Thick and Thin'/><author><name>May</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SivmyVygYiI/AAAAAAAAA8o/cPswnsF_ffI/s72-c/IMG_0790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-8548087121031537409</id><published>2009-05-17T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:47:21.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/ShAipxASpyI/AAAAAAAAA8A/8MRIS-Coe1A/s1600-h/4235_89059001362_506991362_2311263_1108789_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/ShAipxASpyI/AAAAAAAAA8A/8MRIS-Coe1A/s400/4235_89059001362_506991362_2311263_1108789_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336803659358578466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/ShAipv3rR3I/AAAAAAAAA74/mWKFniNyoGc/s1600-h/4235_88450386362_506991362_2304082_4454325_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/ShAipv3rR3I/AAAAAAAAA74/mWKFniNyoGc/s400/4235_88450386362_506991362_2304082_4454325_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336803659054008178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/ShAipTmUnyI/AAAAAAAAA7o/3SOi5BT7h6k/s1600-h/4169_83639331362_506991362_2243146_5425192_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/ShAipTmUnyI/AAAAAAAAA7o/3SOi5BT7h6k/s400/4169_83639331362_506991362_2243146_5425192_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336803651465027362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Real! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/ShAipVg7rkI/AAAAAAAAA7w/1Q1Oo7jGC90/s1600-h/4169_83639336362_506991362_2243147_3194029_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/ShAipVg7rkI/AAAAAAAAA7w/1Q1Oo7jGC90/s400/4169_83639336362_506991362_2243147_3194029_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336803651979292226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/ShAip5zCN3I/AAAAAAAAA8I/4Wc5yDA69vU/s1600-h/4235_89071266362_506991362_2311406_8332040_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/ShAip5zCN3I/AAAAAAAAA8I/4Wc5yDA69vU/s400/4235_89071266362_506991362_2311406_8332040_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336803661718894450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thankful for these people. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because no man is an island. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-8548087121031537409?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8548087121031537409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8548087121031537409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8548087121031537409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8548087121031537409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>May</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/ShAipxASpyI/AAAAAAAAA8A/8MRIS-Coe1A/s72-c/4235_89059001362_506991362_2311263_1108789_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-5104349076070586810</id><published>2009-03-29T16:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T16:10:31.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lethargy.</title><content type='html'>I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired of the incessent bitching, gossiping and rumors flying about.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't people just try to be nicer? Keep their tongues in check and try to understand things from other's viewpoints?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that really so difficult to achieve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have so much to complain about, why don't you come up with solutions for the problems you identify?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world would be a better place without all the bitching and gossiping seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could get detached from all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad I have my pillar of support to lean on. The easiest way out will be to just close one eye, close one ear, pretend I don't see or hear anything wouldn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be strong May, you can get through this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-5104349076070586810?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/5104349076070586810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=5104349076070586810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5104349076070586810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5104349076070586810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2009/03/lethargy.html' title='Lethargy.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-1776806673259857646</id><published>2009-01-24T18:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:47:28.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall.</title><content type='html'>You tried, and you gave up.&lt;br /&gt;But have you forgotten that I was trying too? That I was trying my best to step out and to embrace the world you live in. How easy to get lost in your own world and your own selfish gains - that applies to me too. As I am typing this, am I not being selfish? I know you live in guilt all day, that you hate this fear and yet here I am berating you. But, am I not trying too? Have you thought about how much it takes for me to even open myself up? To take that step forward, to envision the change in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live by your values, and I am trying my best to conform to them. All I am asking for is a little time. But no, you had to take it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最怕空氣突然安靜&lt;br /&gt;最怕朋友突然的關心&lt;br /&gt;最怕回憶 突然翻滾絞痛著 不平息&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;而回憶愈是甜就是愈傷人　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1776806673259857646?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1776806673259857646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1776806673259857646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1776806673259857646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1776806673259857646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2009/01/fall.html' title='Fall.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-6153599665776541563</id><published>2009-01-10T13:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:36:48.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introspection</title><content type='html'>Looking at the pictures from the Year Zero's (Year One's) outing reminded me of my very own Year Zero outings one year ago too. Haha I feel quite envious of them, cos that period was one of the best with this Year One (now Year Two) batch. It's all so different now, and when school starts for them, I'm sure it'll be different too. Of course, I love the bunch of people I'm close to now a whole lot and of course I enjoy all the various birthday outings and stuff that we've had :) Haha, really glad we came to be close over the past year. Still, those Year Zero days.. I miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I looked at the pictures that the Year Zeros took for caroling, I realised I didnt take with ANY of them. Haha feel so bad now cos I'm wondering if I've been a bad senior. And all those times when Bryan they all asked me out, I didn't bother to go too (okay not didn't bother, but I just wasn't free everytime). I don't even talk to any of them online! Haha, I used to think that I didn't want to get too close for the juniors cause it'll only be for 6 months, but now that I think of it, is it really possible for me to live in my Year Two world for the next 6 months? Probably not. So I should try to be more friendly and talk more to the juniors eh. They're all really nice people anyway, I like :) But it's just that, ah, I'm not good at getting close to people haha, (actually, who is?), but still, I have this.. phobia. HAHA. Also, the Year Zeros (Year Ones) will probably be scared of me since I'll be the fierce secretary who chases down everyone for being late. Ah. That's kind of sad hahaha. Maybe I should just confine myself to my Year Two world afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I could try to be less fierce? But I think with my temper, and my jobscope, that's hard to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'm looking forward to school reopening cos I've missed my Year Ones (Year Twos) dearly! I've missed S34 too! And all those other people that I didn't get to see much for the whole of this holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a shiong year but I bet it'd be fufilling too! Can't wait till choir starts cos there's so many things coming up, Year Ones coming in, New Sound, Choir camp, Ten Noms etc! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muaha I'm finally a senior! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-6153599665776541563?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/6153599665776541563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=6153599665776541563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6153599665776541563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6153599665776541563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2009/01/introspection.html' title='Introspection'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-7900055616970571017</id><published>2009-01-07T00:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:27:32.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Oh Oh Nine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first week of 2009 has been a blast! Went for so many outings and stuff, and I had great fun catching up with so many different people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year, The Usual People gather and meet at someone's house to countdown for the New Year and to celebrate Wee Baba's birthday :) This year, we went to Wan Ting's house and had a BBQ :) It was pretty fun camwhoring with all of them haha, and it was nice meeting all the boyfriends and stuff HAHA. Everyone's all grown up now, with their own boyfriends and girlfriends etc haha, in a year's time, there will probably be more people joining us haha. Yay love the Usual People and I really hope our friendship will last long:) 20102010, 20:10! Can't wait for that date hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRiSbYIy4I/AAAAAAAAA6E/E6SuRYYsQ2Y/s1600-h/n506991362_1688689_1243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288459931165969282" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRiSbYIy4I/AAAAAAAAA6E/E6SuRYYsQ2Y/s400/n506991362_1688689_1243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRiSPHEqGI/AAAAAAAAA58/9CGKDCLxQuU/s1600-h/n814094151_1881424_863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288459927873169506" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRiSPHEqGI/AAAAAAAAA58/9CGKDCLxQuU/s400/n814094151_1881424_863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRiSIk5fOI/AAAAAAAAA50/PKMd9fmO_6I/s1600-h/n814094151_1881416_8548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288459926119218402" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRiSIk5fOI/AAAAAAAAA50/PKMd9fmO_6I/s400/n814094151_1881416_8548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRiR6a9g-I/AAAAAAAAA5k/xSNReDgmnGU/s1600-h/n506991362_1688674_7926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288459922319442914" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRiR6a9g-I/AAAAAAAAA5k/xSNReDgmnGU/s400/n506991362_1688674_7926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRhxOVEgjI/AAAAAAAAA5c/L6moWw6N11c/s1600-h/n506991362_1688697_3180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288459360727761458" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRhxOVEgjI/AAAAAAAAA5c/L6moWw6N11c/s400/n506991362_1688697_3180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRhxJu-IfI/AAAAAAAAA5U/-kVJziC5HoY/s1600-h/n814094151_1881286_5475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288459359494218226" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRhxJu-IfI/AAAAAAAAA5U/-kVJziC5HoY/s400/n814094151_1881286_5475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRhwv0Kb5I/AAAAAAAAA5M/w3j-NFxIKXk/s1600-h/n814094151_1881412_7391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288459352536674194" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRhwv0Kb5I/AAAAAAAAA5M/w3j-NFxIKXk/s400/n814094151_1881412_7391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRhwHY262I/AAAAAAAAA5E/bRVRKJ6RBxQ/s1600-h/n506991362_1688518_9729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288459341684730722" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRhwHY262I/AAAAAAAAA5E/bRVRKJ6RBxQ/s400/n506991362_1688518_9729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRhwFboBYI/AAAAAAAAA48/mHoWFSqHj0c/s1600-h/n506991362_1688485_1104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288459341159466370" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRhwFboBYI/AAAAAAAAA48/mHoWFSqHj0c/s400/n506991362_1688485_1104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRiR9O0RdI/AAAAAAAAA5s/lxmMSI-52eY/s1600-h/n506991362_1688692_1941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288459923073811922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRiR9O0RdI/AAAAAAAAA5s/lxmMSI-52eY/s400/n506991362_1688692_1941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUP! With ShuWei's bf haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the first day of 2009 (the next day), the Usual People went for Wee Baba's birthday party (aka 19 Years of Cuteness!). The food was good haha and Yuting's mum was pretty funny hehe. Can totally picture Yuting like that next time when she's a mother herself :) Okay, so we had fun at the NUSS karaoke room singing our heads off and stuffing our faces with food (oops I think only Jerrold did that HEHE). Yep, went out to walk walk for a while after the party ended and then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been the 3rd year that I've started each new year with TUP :) Haha hope this will become a tradition for many more years to come :) Hehe, love these people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRjZJIJT4I/AAAAAAAAA6s/G3auc8-z3Eo/s1600-h/n506991362_1688717_8513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288461146037768066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRjZJIJT4I/AAAAAAAAA6s/G3auc8-z3Eo/s400/n506991362_1688717_8513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRjYgE_rsI/AAAAAAAAA6M/b8VfR0eRSH0/s1600-h/n506991362_1688716_8235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288461135018700482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRjYgE_rsI/AAAAAAAAA6M/b8VfR0eRSH0/s400/n506991362_1688716_8235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRjY6E8RdI/AAAAAAAAA6k/oyW_A0Yk8M8/s1600-h/n506991362_1688784_9111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288461141997798866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRjY6E8RdI/AAAAAAAAA6k/oyW_A0Yk8M8/s400/n506991362_1688784_9111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRjY337V4I/AAAAAAAAA6c/XMOmcEC4Qs4/s1600-h/n814094151_1881436_4562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288461141406340994" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRjY337V4I/AAAAAAAAA6c/XMOmcEC4Qs4/s400/n814094151_1881436_4562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRjYus15II/AAAAAAAAA6U/jHcF69a_SW0/s1600-h/n814094151_1881437_4889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288461138943927426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRjYus15II/AAAAAAAAA6U/jHcF69a_SW0/s400/n814094151_1881437_4889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for 2B outing at night for dinner the next day. That was the first 2B outing we had in 3 years! Haha. I hadn't wanted to go for it initially, but since Ang Mian Vivian Shun Jie and Winki were all going, I decided I should go too. I didn't go for dinner at Spageddies since it was simplyyyy tooo exxx! So, met them later and went to Taka basement to have some light finger food for dinner. Shun Jie was nice enough to treat me to most of my food though :) Yep everyone's looks the same actually haha, with minor changes here and there. I had great fun catching up with my dear friends haha and of course, fun suaning Wendy =P HAHA. After Taka, we went to Iskanda (?) Park to camwhore, haha and we took many many many pictures! Yay hope to meet them again one more time before the school term starts :) Love these people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRlAG0Di6I/AAAAAAAAA7U/41pLs39E-bI/s1600-h/2B+outing+02012009+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288462914943159202" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRlAG0Di6I/AAAAAAAAA7U/41pLs39E-bI/s400/2B+outing+02012009+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRk_lLGZpI/AAAAAAAAA7M/XS74uP0eFwk/s1600-h/2B+outing+02012009+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288462905913009810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRk_lLGZpI/AAAAAAAAA7M/XS74uP0eFwk/s400/2B+outing+02012009+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRk_RuA0lI/AAAAAAAAA7E/l4x7t7-xZKk/s1600-h/2B+outing+02012009+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288462900690735698" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRk_RuA0lI/AAAAAAAAA7E/l4x7t7-xZKk/s400/2B+outing+02012009+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRk_IVPB0I/AAAAAAAAA68/KcXoEgVxqto/s1600-h/2B+outing+02012009+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288462898170890050" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRk_IVPB0I/AAAAAAAAA68/KcXoEgVxqto/s400/2B+outing+02012009+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRk-1RvT8I/AAAAAAAAA60/AGBQxy1vp3Q/s1600-h/2B+outing+02012009+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288462893055954882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRk-1RvT8I/AAAAAAAAA60/AGBQxy1vp3Q/s400/2B+outing+02012009+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06v11 Chalet from 5th to 6th January. It was great going for the chalet. Finally got to see my beloved v11 after such a long time :) All the familiar faces.. somehow, it's so comfortable being around them. It doesn't even feel awkward when nobody talks, it's just a comfortable silence :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights were the family catching up and gossiping session in one of the rooms. It was great:) it's been so long since i've talked to the two of them. It felt really nice to just be there with them, love them so much hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner under the stars was fun :) Sat with Cephas, Kelvin, JT, Yi Liang and Pu En at the bench under the stars cos the rest were all busy watching Little Nyonya and Elroy and Esmond were tending the fire hehe. It was fun dinnering with them cos they were being ultra funny, esp with people like JT and Cephas haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guitar sessions were fun too. Went into one of the rooms after dinner and saw Kelvin and JT playing the guitars (Esmond, Yi Liang and JT all brought guitars). I decided to join them and we had a guitar sing-along session hehe. I love times like these, where we just sit there and spam songs and I get to sing-along with them hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few of us who stayed over (Althea, Alicea, Yi Ling, Elroy, Esmond, Ian, Guo Wei, Kelvin, Cephas, JT) went out for Macs after that cos a few of us were hungry. Wow the walk was pretty long, but the cool air made it worth it :) Spent a long time at Macs too cos I was gossiping with mostly Cephas and Althea about the DHS people and how they all are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Kelvin while waiting for Alicea to finish bathing before we watched Get Smart. It was nice catching up :) Most people went to sleep, leaving only Kelvin Alicea Esmond Elroy and I to watch Get Smart. Haha that show is soooo stupid and lame but it was funny. The guys were pretty nice to set up make shift cushions/sofas with some innovative usage of their legs and the pillows so it was pretty comfortable for Alicea and I who were sitting in the middle of the bed since the bed wasn't big enough to allow all of us to lean back haha. &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;Mahjonged and bridged while the sun was rising with Esmond, Elroy and Kelvin. We were all kind of blur without sleep, haha the guys were laughing at me and my bimbo moments without sleep. As Guowei puts it, 'Oh my, not sleeping exposes your bimboness May.' After breakfast, we decided to watch SAW III after persuading all of the others. Haha that show is so gory and disgusting, and everyone of us who were watching were basically covering our eyes and not watching it haha. But it was pretty cool looking at everyone's expression of horror hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well although it wasn't exactly all that exciting during the chalet, it felt good to just catch up with some of my favourite people :) Yes, and we had our fair share of laughter so yep I'm pretty happy with how the chalet turned out. Though not many people came, I still had fun, so I really want to thank everyone who bothered to turn up for the chalet. Let's hope that we'll still be able to keep in touch alright:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the chalet, I went home to sleep for maybe 5 hours and then set off again to Isabelle's house for the Steamboat-to-send-Wayne-off-to-the-Army. Yay it was nice seeing everyone again, almost full attendance this time, without Nono and Alena. It was a great steamboat! The food was fantastic, special mention esp to the prawn and the beef and the meatballs hahaha. Dinner itself was great with all the spastic people there being crazy and sharing the stupid jokes hahaha. Isabelle's parents were really really nice too:) Hope we didn't piss them off to much cos we were all late and we kinda screwed up the steamboat for them :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, played polar bear after that. Haha it was spastic, esp the way some people tried to defend themselves. Haha, gosh I think I'm really gonna miss these people. Wonder when the next time I see them will be :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah sad, no pics for the Chalet and Steamboat yet :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there, that's my first week of 2009. It was a great start to the year, and I really hope this year will be a good one. So many things to work towards, what with SYF, Austria, and A Levels. I'll be strong this year and do my best for everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Resolutions: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. More self discipline (ie finish all tutorials even when I'm very very tired, keep my eyes more open even when I'm falling asleep for lectures etc.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Be more open minded and less judgemental (Be it people wise, spiritually or when it comes to work) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Practice maths everyday since it is my weakest subject (at least 3 questions everyday) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Lead the choir well (be more firm and less fierce esp) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Improve my singing and don't give up on myself no matter how demoralised i get&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Work hard and push the choir even when the going gets tough, we can do it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Show more care and concern for my friends and family, to always be there to help when I can &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Treat you well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, sometimes choosing the right way to go isn't exactly that easy when your heart is telling you to go the other way. Still, it's mind over matter for me. Let's hope that this is just a passing phase and that everything will go back to normal :)&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/11074854-7900055616970571017?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/7900055616970571017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=7900055616970571017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/7900055616970571017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/7900055616970571017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-oh-oh-nine.html' title='Two Oh Oh Nine'/><author><name>May</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SWRiSbYIy4I/AAAAAAAAA6E/E6SuRYYsQ2Y/s72-c/n506991362_1688689_1243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-1380057282175383331</id><published>2008-12-30T23:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:15:58.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long, Farewell.</title><content type='html'>Farewell 2008 was great :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpJjihtgtI/AAAAAAAAA2E/hVpKrfzEYvw/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285617987585147602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpJjihtgtI/AAAAAAAAA2E/hVpKrfzEYvw/s400/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the preparation, endless meetings, late night chionging and getting stressed was worth it. Though the turn out wasn't that good for the yeartwos, it doesn't matter cos most of them said they had fun at the party :) Heh. Kudos esp to Jia Sheng who chionged out the video and sacrificed his sleep for a few nights consecutively. We are proud of you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, we all had a good time planning and getting ready for this party haha. I love my EXCO :) After this half a year, I realised that our EXCO wouldn't be so unique without each and everyone of us. Haha, I feel that we work together really well, and we have fun at the same time. Thank you my EXCO :) I felt so proud of us as we put together the whole farewell party, esp during the time when we were decorating the room and pushing ourselves on even when we were all so tired and didn't get enough sleep. Haha. Yay :) Let's work hard and jiayou for the next 6mths! It'll be tiring, but rewarding at the same time, yay yay jiayou:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpGsg3YXGI/AAAAAAAAA1s/sZA_akJG6js/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285614843223104610" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpGsg3YXGI/AAAAAAAAA1s/sZA_akJG6js/s400/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpGrwyn_9I/AAAAAAAAA1k/k0bI1KccQXA/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285614830318256082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpGrwyn_9I/AAAAAAAAA1k/k0bI1KccQXA/s400/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The EXCO getting ready before the party :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpJjxLcWTI/AAAAAAAAA2M/0BlcnAaR2qc/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285617991518279986" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpJjxLcWTI/AAAAAAAAA2M/0BlcnAaR2qc/s400/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be good or we CANE you ah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpJkbY_eTI/AAAAAAAAA2U/92TUG6wJph4/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285618002849397042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpJkbY_eTI/AAAAAAAAA2U/92TUG6wJph4/s400/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe, don't worry, we're actually very nice :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Farewell 2008 was filled with camwhoring and laughter haha, I think the theme was so cool cos it's really the only time when everyone goes all out to look ugly and toot and geeky :) Hehe. I'm sorry to the year twos kay, sorry for not giving out notes haha. I didn't have time to make and write the notes, and so I only wrote for the sops. I figured that the notes don't matter much anyway, because they are just customary, we'll still see each other again, so there isn't much of a need for a 'farewell note' right? Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpMnya8noI/AAAAAAAAA28/4QZA1WCkde4/s1600-h/Picture+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285621359106104962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpMnya8noI/AAAAAAAAA28/4QZA1WCkde4/s400/Picture+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dears :) BUT GUYS, NO BULLYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpMnbIEOBI/AAAAAAAAA20/1_950QrWcIk/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285621352852895762" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpMnbIEOBI/AAAAAAAAA20/1_950QrWcIk/s400/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpMm2L3ezI/AAAAAAAAA2s/oNX5RuQXBys/s1600-h/Picture+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285621342936726322" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpMm2L3ezI/AAAAAAAAA2s/oNX5RuQXBys/s400/Picture+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senior + Junior EXCO. Notice our matching ties and badges? :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpJlvIANhI/AAAAAAAAA2k/HddCjrmIh58/s1600-h/Picture+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285618025326720530" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpJlvIANhI/AAAAAAAAA2k/HddCjrmIh58/s400/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MEL and I:) My Laogong and my dearest senior secretary! Yay, secretaries rock :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpJkvzV3mI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Ivn4Dh74J6o/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285618008328625762" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpJkvzV3mI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Ivn4Dh74J6o/s400/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOPRANOS :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpGt5vLvPI/AAAAAAAAA18/WxXlFQCM52I/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285614867079478514" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpGt5vLvPI/AAAAAAAAA18/WxXlFQCM52I/s400/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRIPLETS :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpGtLsOsPI/AAAAAAAAA10/IEltP_zDcPA/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285614854719058162" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpGtLsOsPI/AAAAAAAAA10/IEltP_zDcPA/s400/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOOOB :D HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, it's been great knowing you year twos, thanks for welcoming me into your batch even when I insisted at the start that I was a yeartwo hahaha. Thank you all for being such a great bunch of spastic and endearing people, for always including me into whatever you guys do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpRJW2upaI/AAAAAAAAA40/WodGYIaHCQw/s1600-h/n717757784_1775269_7231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285626333868500386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpRJW2upaI/AAAAAAAAA40/WodGYIaHCQw/s400/n717757784_1775269_7231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year Twos! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to the McMuggers, for being there when I needed someone the most :) And also, most esp to Isabelle, my best (and only) choir senior for 3 years. You've been a great source of strength for me, thank you for everything. I Love You :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpGraRjO1I/AAAAAAAAA1c/zSSzaiovsXc/s1600-h/n603652060_1706945_1879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285614824273951570" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpGraRjO1I/AAAAAAAAA1c/zSSzaiovsXc/s400/n603652060_1706945_1879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISABELLE DEAR :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW we had prize presentation ceremoney too hehe. Here are the winners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpQWgkGJzI/AAAAAAAAA4U/w9DIaqEiBjw/s1600-h/Picture+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285625460301375282" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpQWgkGJzI/AAAAAAAAA4U/w9DIaqEiBjw/s400/Picture+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best dressed female Year Two: Melodie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpQWTY3RRI/AAAAAAAAA4M/tlJO3D5igNU/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285625456764601618" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpQWTY3RRI/AAAAAAAAA4M/tlJO3D5igNU/s400/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best dressed female Year One: Xian Hui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpQV4kVlaI/AAAAAAAAA4E/xpPNaJZgia4/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285625449564968354" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpQV4kVlaI/AAAAAAAAA4E/xpPNaJZgia4/s400/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Dressed Male Year Two: Ray Rin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpQU256cXI/AAAAAAAAA38/kzvCLnsR-aU/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285625431938724210" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpQU256cXI/AAAAAAAAA38/kzvCLnsR-aU/s400/Picture+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Dressed Male Year One: Cedric &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpOilL3rKI/AAAAAAAAA3s/bLETHH2ItrY/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285623468677115042" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpOilL3rKI/AAAAAAAAA3s/bLETHH2ItrY/s400/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geekiest Female Year Two: Sherwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpOh8CaHHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/cmzdLA_ySZQ/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285623457631575154" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpOh8CaHHI/AAAAAAAAA3k/cmzdLA_ySZQ/s400/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geekiest Female Year One: Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpOhm6_efI/AAAAAAAAA3c/bb906CnPZ0Q/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285623451963324914" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpOhm6_efI/AAAAAAAAA3c/bb906CnPZ0Q/s400/Picture+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geekiest Male Year Two: Jeremy Ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpOhEQEbwI/AAAAAAAAA3U/nnbivu9Ww_0/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285623442656489218" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpOhEQEbwI/AAAAAAAAA3U/nnbivu9Ww_0/s400/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geekiest Male Year One: Philip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpQXGPLDuI/AAAAAAAAA4c/y3WnZu10aRM/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285625470414163682" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpQXGPLDuI/AAAAAAAAA4c/y3WnZu10aRM/s400/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most Creative: Deborah! (Geek in the Pink) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpRHwI9uwI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Zbk7gWbbDfc/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285626306296134402" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpRHwI9uwI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Zbk7gWbbDfc/s400/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most Don't-Fit-The-Theme: Alena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And presenting... Most Unglam: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpRIzm2GpI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Rmp38_PPnmA/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285626324406639250" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpRIzm2GpI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Rmp38_PPnmA/s400/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINGCHIEH THE MAID! :D HEHE. (no offence heh:P ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpMpCpc0vI/AAAAAAAAA3M/8wIxh8PzhSA/s1600-h/Picture+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285621380641772274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpMpCpc0vI/AAAAAAAAA3M/8wIxh8PzhSA/s400/Picture+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY FAREWELL 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking forward to the last six official months in VJchoir, and I promise I will do my best for the choir and try my hardest and not give up no matter what. :) GWH for SYF and Grand Prize (or whatever that's equivalent) for Anton Bruckner, here we come!&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpMoIjd8SI/AAAAAAAAA3E/UPYQfzn2VcI/s1600-h/Picture+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285621365047423266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpMoIjd8SI/AAAAAAAAA3E/UPYQfzn2VcI/s400/Picture+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year ones, let's jiayou :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that so many people read my blog for gossips. Eeyer. Go away if you're just reading for info about scandals. Rah. I've had enough of scandals already alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as the year draws to a close, it's time to reflect on the past year, and to think of what I can do to improve myself, and correct any mistakes made in the past. It's been a year of ups and downs, of successes and failures, and of friendships lost and found. This has probably been the most eventful year of my 17 years. And I have learnt much from everything that has happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 nom period taught me determination and faith, to never give up even when you are unsure of the future. Wales taught me be strong, and to learn to get back on our feet after a fall. Promos taught me mental resilience, to keep going even when you feel like just throwing it in and giving up. This xmas season, I've learnt to be more understanding, and to learn to compromise. And throughout the year, I've learnt to be more tolerant, to be less self-centered and to be more compassionate to the people around me, and most importantly, to let go and move on, and to forgive and forget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I've become a better person over the year. Of course, there's much to work on and I hope I will continue to better myself, and most importantly, to show more care and concern to my friends and family around me :) Okay this is such a sappy post, how unlike me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year resolutions coming up next I guess, shall take the time to really think about what I want to achieve for the coming year. There, I hope this has satisfied your cravings for an update hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things coming up next, New Year countdown with Year3s, 19 Years of Cuteness, 06v11 class chalet etc. Haha, exciting :) oh but that leaves me less time to complete my homework too :S haha. Okay that's all ciao people! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpGraRjO1I/AAAAAAAAA1c/zSSzaiovsXc/s1600-h/n603652060_1706945_1879.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/11074854-1380057282175383331?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1380057282175383331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1380057282175383331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1380057282175383331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1380057282175383331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-long-farewell.html' title='So Long, Farewell.'/><author><name>May</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SVpJjihtgtI/AAAAAAAAA2E/hVpKrfzEYvw/s72-c/Picture+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-696425287157327807</id><published>2008-12-14T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T13:36:07.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now the Joy comes to you.</title><content type='html'>Life these days has been fun. Too bad I haven't gotten any work done :S Here's some random photos! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSarAXtUhI/AAAAAAAAAmo/dDtR0WBN9uE/s1600-h/n506991362_1560739_481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279514726809555474" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSarAXtUhI/AAAAAAAAAmo/dDtR0WBN9uE/s400/n506991362_1560739_481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 xiao long baos each!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSarMhBiTI/AAAAAAAAAmg/9tz350id47c/s1600-h/n506991362_1560748_3414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279514730069854514" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSarMhBiTI/AAAAAAAAAmg/9tz350id47c/s400/n506991362_1560748_3414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror shot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSZydMcHtI/AAAAAAAAAmY/NAwXiQhCIp0/s1600-h/1+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279513755294375634" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSZydMcHtI/AAAAAAAAAmY/NAwXiQhCIp0/s400/1+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhoring at Ritz on the 29th Nov!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSZyO7NFVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Fyzg_PJ3cGY/s1600-h/n667892540_1569544_5992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279513751463990610" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSZyO7NFVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Fyzg_PJ3cGY/s400/n667892540_1569544_5992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP POWER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSZyI1VajI/AAAAAAAAAmI/m9XfIzECerY/s1600-h/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279513749828758066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSZyI1VajI/AAAAAAAAAmI/m9XfIzECerY/s400/IMG_0375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triplet pic. HEHE. Look at Ced's face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSZxjJ7oCI/AAAAAAAAAmA/zKSDUsUmMx8/s1600-h/IMG_0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279513739714600994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSZxjJ7oCI/AAAAAAAAAmA/zKSDUsUmMx8/s400/IMG_0366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible MUSICO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSZxb23xWI/AAAAAAAAAl4/TtBzJcGLd7o/s1600-h/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279513737755608418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSZxb23xWI/AAAAAAAAAl4/TtBzJcGLd7o/s400/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCO :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-696425287157327807?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/696425287157327807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=696425287157327807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/696425287157327807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/696425287157327807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-joy-comes-to-you.html' title='Now the Joy comes to you.'/><author><name>May</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SUSarAXtUhI/AAAAAAAAAmo/dDtR0WBN9uE/s72-c/n506991362_1560739_481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-5786713826274578126</id><published>2008-12-07T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T13:38:43.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalemate, with Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Right here, right now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m looking at you and my heart loves the view&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you mean everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right here, I’ll promise you somehow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That tomorrow can wait for some other day to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But right now there’s you and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather stay this way for now. Thank you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Twilight anyway! It's gonna be great. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroling's coming soon btw. For those people who've missed me this past month, you can always come find me heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-5786713826274578126?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/5786713826274578126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=5786713826274578126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5786713826274578126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5786713826274578126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/12/stalemate-with-joy.html' title='Stalemate, with Joy'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-2201621986612934809</id><published>2008-12-02T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:44:31.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Last.</title><content type='html'>3 hours of pure bliss.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed every minute of it thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe things will be different five years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, you've been wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;All the little moments, I'll treasure them deep inside my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-2201621986612934809?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/2201621986612934809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=2201621986612934809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/2201621986612934809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/2201621986612934809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-last.html' title='One Last.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-6295273564765507383</id><published>2008-12-01T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:53:56.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't quite believe it.</title><content type='html'>I still can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a deadlock. No way out, but doing the right thing, it's just so hard.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, 长痛不如短痛right? :(&lt;br /&gt;The past two weeks seem like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;So many things that I was looking forward to, plans, anticipation, happiness, it all seems so surreal now.&lt;br /&gt;It's just going to be 'back to normal' right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you imagine, what would happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If we could have any dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish this moment, was ours to own it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that it would never leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I would thank that star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That made our wish come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to remember what 'normal' was though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-6295273564765507383?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/6295273564765507383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=6295273564765507383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6295273564765507383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6295273564765507383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/12/cant-quite-believe-it.html' title='Can&apos;t quite believe it.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-8002107435945508581</id><published>2008-11-23T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:11:48.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be there for you.</title><content type='html'>Life these days has been good:)&lt;br /&gt;Met up with yr2s yesterday and had dinner at Popeye's. It was nice catching up with them. The year0s seem pretty fun so i can't wait for them to come in too haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some cool picture taken on the 21st heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SSlx1q3nzXI/AAAAAAAAAlo/SbaGHdAbXdA/s1600-h/IMG_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271870005668466034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SSlx1q3nzXI/AAAAAAAAAlo/SbaGHdAbXdA/s400/IMG_0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE RIGHT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SSlx1W25JnI/AAAAAAAAAlg/jg8OjRDjsUs/s1600-h/IMG_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271870000296699506" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SSlx1W25JnI/AAAAAAAAAlg/jg8OjRDjsUs/s400/IMG_0265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SSlx0_VhXQI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ZzOdObdh1gw/s1600-h/IMG_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271869993982713090" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SSlx0_VhXQI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ZzOdObdh1gw/s400/IMG_0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Jianhao puts it, Why So Serious? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SSlx14m2_cI/AAAAAAAAAlw/14StiqGd5qA/s1600-h/IMG_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271870009356254658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SSlx14m2_cI/AAAAAAAAAlw/14StiqGd5qA/s400/IMG_0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First EXCO pic in gowns and suits :) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the year ones :) &lt;/div&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/11074854-8002107435945508581?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8002107435945508581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8002107435945508581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8002107435945508581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8002107435945508581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/11/ill-be-there-for-you.html' title='I&apos;ll be there for you.'/><author><name>May</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SSlx1q3nzXI/AAAAAAAAAlo/SbaGHdAbXdA/s72-c/IMG_0266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-7756676648197404144</id><published>2008-11-20T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:24:18.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;At least six months kay? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-7756676648197404144?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/7756676648197404144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=7756676648197404144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/7756676648197404144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/7756676648197404144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you-at-least-six-months-kay-d.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-8372348504572413981</id><published>2008-11-18T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:17:51.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was funnnnnnnn! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha choir prac in the morning was tiring, but still fun. Haha plus I got to collect a lot of fines HAHA! Okay joking :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for lunch, we went to the airport. We meaning Pock Thong, Jia Sheng, Steven, Zhi Yang, Wensiu, Jun Liang, Abel. Went all the way there only to eat at the foodcourt. Haha, most of us ended up eating the Smokey's BBQ thingy which was quite nice hahaha. After that we proceeded to buy some soya bean ice cream hahaha and Jia Sheng became my ice-cream dispensing machine as usual HEH. Steven and Zhi yang started playing around at the colouring station hahahah and drew all sorts of stupid and funny stuff. Made me laugh like mad :) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to school, where everyone else was waiting in the Choir Room haha. Started playing bridge and fruits and asshole daidee. Haha we were screaming and laughing away, super great fun :) Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to Shokudo at Raffles City after that for Rhoda's (super belated) birthday dinner hahaha. The food there was great, hahaha but I guess we all felt out of place cos we were dressed so casually. The rest started playing the finger game after dinner while Abel Wan Ping Cedric and I played the cai quan thing. Not bad leh I won quite a few times hahaha. :) All in all it was really great fun, almost full attendance today again except that Olivia couldn't make it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay! There's still many more chances :)&lt;br /&gt;Yay love them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-8372348504572413981?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8372348504572413981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8372348504572413981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8372348504572413981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8372348504572413981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-was-funnnnnnnn-haha-choir.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-4817277045017056538</id><published>2008-11-15T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:44:14.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We can make this work. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-4817277045017056538?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/4817277045017056538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=4817277045017056538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4817277045017056538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4817277045017056538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-can-make-this-work.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-9177095254879433554</id><published>2008-11-12T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:28:42.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life these days with the choir gang has been fun haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our 'dress-up day' but some people like Zhi Yang still insisted on wearing his usual attire hahaha. Aiya but it doesn't matter because I still love all of them anyway. Okay I am very tired now. Haha, coffee prince rocks but I'm too tired nowadays to watch too much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nothing much to say, just that my life's all about choir these days. Oh 08S34 is fun too actually hahaha. What with our stupid jokes and suaning each other haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep your eyes locked on mine, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and let the music be your guide. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like catching lightning &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the chances of finding someone like you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's one in a million &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the chances of feeling the way we do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful lyrics :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-9177095254879433554?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/9177095254879433554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=9177095254879433554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/9177095254879433554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/9177095254879433554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-these-days-with-choir-gang-has.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-4463674342399487494</id><published>2008-11-02T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:06:43.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patches.</title><content type='html'>Choir yesterday was pretty bad. Mr Kwei looked frustrated, rah sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Mate Saule and Yoru was bad. What happened to all the effort we put in last week? Why are we still so inconsistent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween at Kovan Hub was pretty fun though. It was nice being there with the class. I had fun playing and joking with everyone. Haha, it was stupid having our sphagetti fight, and what with JunFeng and YiXiang running around hugging everyone after being dunked. Haha, well, glad to know that we actually have fun together. It was nice seeing those kids playing and all. Haha so cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Caroling! Hopefully it'll be a blasttttt :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-4463674342399487494?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/4463674342399487494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=4463674342399487494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4463674342399487494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4463674342399487494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/11/pumpkin-patches.html' title='Pumpkin Patches.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-9144342370028332399</id><published>2008-10-30T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:20:31.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, read through Oliver's 2006 blog posts from his archives.&lt;br /&gt;The word choir appeared countless times. Haha and I started to remember all those long forgotten memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, sometimes I really miss the 2006 VJChoir that I came into. Life was so carefree, and just.. fun. Haha, miss those days. And really miss the sound we used to produce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss the Year 3s and 4s!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-9144342370028332399?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/9144342370028332399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=9144342370028332399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/9144342370028332399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/9144342370028332399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/gosh-read-through-olivers-2006-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-1892332412476634774</id><published>2008-10-29T16:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:39:57.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random musings.</title><content type='html'>I really don't know where this will go.&lt;br /&gt;The unknown, it's alluring and yet terrifying at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days it feels so.. right,&lt;br /&gt;and some days, it feels.. impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I do this right?&lt;br /&gt;I just hope nobody gets hurt in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a new low on my perpetual high these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Alicea and Althea today was pretty fun, though it was only for a short one hour or so. Oh well, hope we'll get to meet up again soon. Althea, I want Shokudo :D:D Heh, joking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for caroling, haha I miss my Best Friend. :) And the Year 3s of course, come back soon yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1892332412476634774?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1892332412476634774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1892332412476634774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1892332412476634774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1892332412476634774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-musings.html' title='Random musings.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-714440560883074615</id><published>2008-10-28T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:44:14.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye Monday Blues.</title><content type='html'>Ced's house ytd was funnnnn :) Ced's parents are wonderful hahaha, his mum is so nice and his dad is funny too :) Had a great time there. And the food was great. Lol, his mum makes the BESTEST prawn salad ever hahaha. Yay and Tango's cute too :) AND, I finally got to play some mahjong.. at long last hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, can't wait for the holidays to come :) More people's houses, and not forgetting the Clementi buffet! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcyku3QeQI/AAAAAAAAAlI/1zoSxDSyWJA/s1600-h/IMG_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262230296242190594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcyku3QeQI/AAAAAAAAAlI/1zoSxDSyWJA/s400/IMG_0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcxBCqgArI/AAAAAAAAAkw/_J2K63oTZdM/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262228583570473650" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcxBCqgArI/AAAAAAAAAkw/_J2K63oTZdM/s200/IMG_0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262229250951627938" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcxn42kRKI/AAAAAAAAAlA/_qP5PB7AsuY/s200/IMG_0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcwOT32-EI/AAAAAAAAAkg/QRMm5binJ0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262227712016578626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcwOT32-EI/AAAAAAAAAkg/QRMm5binJ0Y/s200/IMG_0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcwOOG0ajI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Fgh7weq2PB0/s1600-h/IMG_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262227710468713010" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcwOOG0ajI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Fgh7weq2PB0/s200/IMG_0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcwNhWb6sI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/wXHyAtsTLTk/s1600-h/IMG_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262227698454620866" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcwNhWb6sI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/wXHyAtsTLTk/s200/IMG_0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcwMiqxU1I/AAAAAAAAAkI/s7-ldob__J0/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262227681628476242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcwMiqxU1I/AAAAAAAAAkI/s7-ldob__J0/s200/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcwMe6vZUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/DbO51Mrn1cs/s1600-h/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262227680621716802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcwMe6vZUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/DbO51Mrn1cs/s200/IMG_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcxBcaeqzI/AAAAAAAAAk4/jc4V5rZoS1I/s1600-h/IMG_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262228590482598706" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcxBcaeqzI/AAAAAAAAAk4/jc4V5rZoS1I/s200/IMG_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcylXNbULI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/0KLA4cR-ssU/s1600-h/IMG_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262230307072594098" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcylXNbULI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/0KLA4cR-ssU/s400/IMG_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOOK AT ZY'S FACE HAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/11074854-714440560883074615?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/714440560883074615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=714440560883074615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/714440560883074615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/714440560883074615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/bye-bye-monday-blues.html' title='Bye bye Monday Blues.'/><author><name>May</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQcyku3QeQI/AAAAAAAAAlI/1zoSxDSyWJA/s72-c/IMG_0175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-3582893215419976088</id><published>2008-10-24T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:20:38.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia's birthday!</title><content type='html'>Here's pictures of Olivia's birthday celebration on Wednesday. First time we camwhored after so long hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmKPD-5JI/AAAAAAAAAjY/x38xhOJf24s/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260738903261766802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmKPD-5JI/AAAAAAAAAjY/x38xhOJf24s/s400/IMG_0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmKMNMVaI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/vKfOwe4AWls/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260738902495090082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmKMNMVaI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/vKfOwe4AWls/s400/IMG_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papa and Daughter! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmKt2tu7I/AAAAAAAAAjg/j2dznJkeOWg/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260738911527615410" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmKt2tu7I/AAAAAAAAAjg/j2dznJkeOWg/s400/IMG_0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our birthday girl! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmy8iM-VI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ZVHlp4a27cA/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260739602662881618" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmy8iM-VI/AAAAAAAAAjo/ZVHlp4a27cA/s400/IMG_0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This angle is actually very artistic, and every one was laughing so that's pretty nice :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmzjAxLRI/AAAAAAAAAjw/-zqRx5tlfsU/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260739612991630610" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmzjAxLRI/AAAAAAAAAjw/-zqRx5tlfsU/s400/IMG_0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earthquake that we were busy devouring. It was like, a mad scramble. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmJ-fSycI/AAAAAAAAAjI/xil1-SVsUxY/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260738898812914114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmJ-fSycI/AAAAAAAAAjI/xil1-SVsUxY/s400/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmJSL2DbI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6T2ZsjrMwGE/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260738886920179122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmJSL2DbI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6T2ZsjrMwGE/s400/IMG_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Triplet pictures! Look at our huge eyebags hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmz1i6tiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/7mhdWVSuZfQ/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260739617966700066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmz1i6tiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/7mhdWVSuZfQ/s400/IMG_0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loves :D Well except for Olivia's sister cause I don't even know her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First full attendance pic hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More camwhoring to come! Yay haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/11074854-3582893215419976088?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/3582893215419976088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=3582893215419976088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3582893215419976088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3582893215419976088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/olivias-birthday.html' title='Olivia&apos;s birthday!'/><author><name>May</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SQHmKPD-5JI/AAAAAAAAAjY/x38xhOJf24s/s72-c/IMG_0091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-1934194006058892970</id><published>2008-10-23T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:26:45.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Half?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;一人一半；881&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一人一半，感情不散&lt;br /&gt;一人一素故，感情才会久&lt;br /&gt;时光累积，安静的泪滴&lt;br /&gt;一心去追，爱那么可贵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这样的人，这样地等&lt;br /&gt;无非是等个回应眼神&lt;br /&gt;为爱翻滚，不急伤痕&lt;br /&gt;甘心为你一生都浮沉&lt;br /&gt;这样的人，别笑我蠢&lt;br /&gt;傻傻地心痛也不觉疼&lt;br /&gt;就算残忍，就算天冷&lt;br /&gt;等你想起这没用的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一人一半，感情不散&lt;br /&gt;已经找到爱，为何要离开&lt;br /&gt;已经找到爱，为何先离开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice song, finally grasped the true meaning of this song &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, blogs are dangerous!! Because so many people read it, and if you blog cryptic things people will ask about it and it gets embarrassing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bleah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt; I can't wait to go for the $22.80++ buffet with the choir gang. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls are 口是心非, just so you know.&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/11074854-1934194006058892970?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1934194006058892970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1934194006058892970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1934194006058892970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1934194006058892970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-half.html' title='One Half?'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-5812872195535146808</id><published>2008-10-18T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:09:02.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Lost for Words Don't Tell Me</title><content type='html'>Wonderful day today:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the University Panel Discussion with my father. Slept through the NTU guy's talk but all in all it was rather interesting cos at least I'm starting to think through everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CR was like some fish market today, with everyone getting high and screaming and shouting and all haha. Had lunch with an uber huge group of people :) It was funnnnn ttm:) Shared a table with Jun Liang, Philip and Abel. Haha had lotsa fun suaning each other and all. Philip's starting to learn from Abel (the bitch face thing)! Omg hahaha I can die from the suaning man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was good too, intensive prac at 01-03. I love the smell at that place, I don't know why haha. I remember that place distinctly as the place where we combined Hear My Prayer. Haha fond memories :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay simple day but I really had a lot of fun. One of the happiest days I've had this year hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just want to be there when the morning light explodes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On your face it radiates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't escape&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/11074854-5812872195535146808?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/5812872195535146808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=5812872195535146808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5812872195535146808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5812872195535146808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-lost-for-words-dont-tell-me.html' title='I&apos;m Lost for Words Don&apos;t Tell Me'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-4370621994559137469</id><published>2008-10-17T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T01:30:09.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Vibrant Desktop Wallpaper.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SPd50oTN7CI/AAAAAAAAAi4/UnSmQn9Amvk/s1600-h/DESKTOP.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257805035056524322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SPd50oTN7CI/AAAAAAAAAi4/UnSmQn9Amvk/s400/DESKTOP.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depicting: My Life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad there wasn't a family photo. Haha, there'll be one soon! And then I will update this. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-4370621994559137469?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/4370621994559137469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=4370621994559137469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4370621994559137469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4370621994559137469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-vibrant-desktop-wallpaper.html' title='My Vibrant Desktop Wallpaper.'/><author><name>May</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SPd50oTN7CI/AAAAAAAAAi4/UnSmQn9Amvk/s72-c/DESKTOP.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-646412508484715364</id><published>2008-10-16T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:39:19.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There goes my Self-discipline.</title><content type='html'>Fun filled days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomly decided to go to Jia Sheng's house today. Haha although it wasn't the whole gang there, I still had fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW in the morning was slack and fun haha. PPG + Professor Utonium woooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was fun too hahaha, what with the whole Indian talk. Bet Wen Siu was stunned. It's good to see everyone laughing and smiling again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope these kind of days last. So many outings to plan, 2 more months to spend playing like crazy, I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, Austria next year will be a blast :) Let us all work hard and win the Grand Prize or whatever the highest prize is called over at that competition. Not forgetting Gold with Honours for SYF, and putting up a good SOV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, Caroling and Siglap and CCAB concerts come first. Let's work hard, I'm sure we can all do it. 2 months. Woooooooo. Must take plenty of pictures. This year is a picture deprived year man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Pig ran into the choir room today. Haha, had a tough time trying to coax her out. But I think Sherman fell in love with her too. And Steven finally managed to feel her by hand hahahaha. Okay good day for all of us today. Slack and fun, that's what life's supposed to be like man! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll break through your shell one day, just you wait. &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/11074854-646412508484715364?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/646412508484715364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=646412508484715364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/646412508484715364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/646412508484715364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/there-goes-my-self-discipline.html' title='There goes my Self-discipline.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-8273393388126462037</id><published>2008-10-15T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:54:04.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I guess that's clear enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that's left is for me to decide where to go from here on.&lt;br /&gt;Was it all meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We've come full circle.&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/11074854-8273393388126462037?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8273393388126462037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8273393388126462037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8273393388126462037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8273393388126462037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-i-guess-thats-clear-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-8971906685853273513</id><published>2008-10-13T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:00:46.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got to have patience.&lt;br /&gt;For the only thing I can do now is to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I knew what you were thinking though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-8971906685853273513?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8971906685853273513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8971906685853273513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8971906685853273513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8971906685853273513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-got-to-have-patience.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-3668451285232024157</id><published>2008-10-05T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:56:36.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short.</title><content type='html'>Productive but tiring day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 solid hours of walking. Well at least we managed to get everything. So tired now please. Haha but it was still quite fun. Lots to settle and do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Goodbye to you.&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/11074854-3668451285232024157?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/3668451285232024157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=3668451285232024157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3668451285232024157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3668451285232024157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/short.html' title='Short.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-1924862573655633693</id><published>2008-10-02T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:39:57.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Great day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun at Wan Ping's house today wii-ing :) heh! Laughed the whole day :D:D Must thank Wan Ping for inviting us to her house heh :) And many thanks to Abel for bringing his two controllers so 4 people can play together haha. Raving Rabbids 2 is really great great fun hahahaha. All the stupid burping and bumper cars and band playing and team games and sabo-ing hahahaha. Even though I kena suan-ed the whole day, I didn't mind cos it was all great fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh just rather saddening that we didn't get to camwhore today. But nevermind! There's still plenty of chances. Cycling, Sherman's house, kbox etc :) heh. Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR MEIMEI-IN-LAW :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Time for a fresh start?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm losing it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But somehow, it doesn't matter anymore.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1924862573655633693?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1924862573655633693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1924862573655633693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1924862573655633693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1924862573655633693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-975367140119684821</id><published>2008-10-01T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T02:03:09.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After spending so long chasing after one thing, and pushing away the other, what do you do when you realise you were wasting your time all along and what you needed was right there before you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, what if you're now losing the one that you were pushing away, after opening your eyes and seeing everything that's good about this someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no more PCC, it's kind of a relief. No more endless worrying! Now we have nice christmas songs to sing, and Leonardo too! :D Haha, jiayou jiayou choir! Let's put up a good show for our caroling and various concerts alright? Yay practice today was good, let it continue to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wii at Wan Ping's house on Thursday. Wah I can't wait! After waiting for at least one month. Haha, Wii here we come! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish I opened my eyes earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-975367140119684821?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/975367140119684821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=975367140119684821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/975367140119684821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/975367140119684821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/10/after-spending-so-long-chasing-after.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-5376079431745368302</id><published>2008-09-16T19:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:17:32.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project, into the future.</title><content type='html'>WAH,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Austria Trip next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to redeem ourselves, and to enjoy as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Remember to take more pictures with PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile,&lt;br /&gt;I will survive this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-5376079431745368302?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/5376079431745368302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=5376079431745368302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5376079431745368302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5376079431745368302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/09/project-into-future.html' title='Project, into the future.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-4388102023260872131</id><published>2008-09-15T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:05:08.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Again.</title><content type='html'>I can feel myself becoming a loner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah is it this period? Or is it just me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-4388102023260872131?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/4388102023260872131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=4388102023260872131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4388102023260872131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4388102023260872131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/09/once-again.html' title='Once Again.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-9076532883745349505</id><published>2008-09-13T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:34:50.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Usual People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SMtsk4bHySI/AAAAAAAAAio/6ioHv0HJSVs/s1600-h/n506991362_540524_2258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245405571880306978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SMtsk4bHySI/AAAAAAAAAio/6ioHv0HJSVs/s400/n506991362_540524_2258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SMtslGSDujI/AAAAAAAAAiw/pAYsZuFc8sk/s1600-h/PC282065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245405575600388658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SMtslGSDujI/AAAAAAAAAiw/pAYsZuFc8sk/s400/PC282065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss the Year Threes, especially the Usual People. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's so different without them around. Miss my hugging trees, miss all those people I could run to when I was upset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's hardly anyone around now. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-9076532883745349505?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/9076532883745349505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=9076532883745349505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/9076532883745349505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/9076532883745349505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/09/usual-people.html' title='The Usual People'/><author><name>May</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SMtsk4bHySI/AAAAAAAAAio/6ioHv0HJSVs/s72-c/n506991362_540524_2258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-6033555364102833076</id><published>2008-09-12T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:57:24.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assumptions.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, you just have to understand that even though an action doesn't affect you in any way, it hurts me like hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-6033555364102833076?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/6033555364102833076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=6033555364102833076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6033555364102833076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6033555364102833076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/09/assumptions.html' title='Assumptions.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-7505580045449744508</id><published>2008-09-11T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:10:25.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hah, how I've overestimated myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-7505580045449744508?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/7505580045449744508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=7505580045449744508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/7505580045449744508'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/288348056228532328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=288348056228532328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/288348056228532328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/288348056228532328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-never-was-oh-never-was-one-for-lying.html' title='I never was, oh never, was one for Lying.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-3655266106987706824</id><published>2008-09-08T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:48:08.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're an island of reality in an Ocean of Diarrhea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Details in the Fabric ; Jason Mraz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm down&lt;br /&gt;Deep breaths &lt;br /&gt;And get yourself dressed instead&lt;br /&gt;Of running around&lt;br /&gt;And pulling all your threads saying&lt;br /&gt;Breaking yourself up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If it's a broken part, replace it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But, if it's a broken arm then brace it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If it's a broken heart then face it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hold your own&lt;br /&gt;Know your name&lt;br /&gt;And go your own way&lt;br /&gt;Hold your own&lt;br /&gt;Know your own name&lt;br /&gt;And go your own way&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be fine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on&lt;br /&gt;Help is on the way&lt;br /&gt;Stay strong&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your own&lt;br /&gt;Know your name&lt;br /&gt;And go your own way&lt;br /&gt;Hold your own&lt;br /&gt;Know your name&lt;br /&gt;And go your own way&lt;br /&gt;And everything, everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the details in the fabric&lt;br /&gt;Are the things that make you panic&lt;br /&gt;Are your thoughts results of static cling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the things that make you blow&lt;br /&gt;Hell, no reason, go on and scream&lt;br /&gt;If you're shocked it's just the fault&lt;br /&gt;Of faulty manufacturing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;Everything in no time at all&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your own&lt;br /&gt;And know your name&lt;br /&gt;And go your own way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name)&lt;br /&gt;Are the things that make you panic&lt;br /&gt;Are your thoughts results of static cling? (Go your own way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name)&lt;br /&gt;Are the things that make you panic (Go your own way)&lt;br /&gt;Is it Mother Nature's sewing machine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the things that make you blow (Hold your own, know your name)&lt;br /&gt;Hell no reason go on and scream&lt;br /&gt;If you’re shocked it's just the fault (Go your own way)&lt;br /&gt;Of faulty manufacturing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be fine&lt;br /&gt;Everything in no time at all&lt;br /&gt;Hearts will hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, beautiful song. Jason Mraz is a genius.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-3655266106987706824?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/3655266106987706824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=3655266106987706824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3655266106987706824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3655266106987706824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/09/youre-island-of-reality-in-ocean-of.html' title='You&apos;re an island of reality in an Ocean of Diarrhea.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-606520576444613780</id><published>2008-09-05T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:11:19.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:500%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAIYA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-606520576444613780?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/606520576444613780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=606520576444613780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/606520576444613780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/606520576444613780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/09/haiya.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-9144422973515779893</id><published>2008-09-04T18:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:21:42.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Once in a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;, means there's no second chance.&lt;br /&gt;So I believe, that you and me, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;should grab it while we can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SL-2Djco_tI/AAAAAAAAAig/3br0BeaUx2o/s1600-h/DSCN4420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242108663453777618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SL-2Djco_tI/AAAAAAAAAig/3br0BeaUx2o/s400/DSCN4420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS WALES. &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;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND I HATE STUDYING ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-9144422973515779893?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/9144422973515779893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=9144422973515779893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/9144422973515779893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/9144422973515779893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/09/once-in-lifetime-means-theres-no-second.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SL-2Djco_tI/AAAAAAAAAig/3br0BeaUx2o/s72-c/DSCN4420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-258013452028616919</id><published>2008-08-31T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:31:45.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wow, don't I have great discipline? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two days into the holidays and I haven't even done much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chunks of to-do lists waiting for me :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MUST STOP PROCRASTINATING!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay but anyway, HEHE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's my wonderful masterpiece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SLqAvnwz4WI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ddCvDUYu47Q/s1600-h/SHERMAN-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240642672014909794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SLqAvnwz4WI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ddCvDUYu47Q/s400/SHERMAN-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/11074854-258013452028616919?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/258013452028616919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=258013452028616919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/258013452028616919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/258013452028616919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/08/wow-dont-i-have-great-discipline-two.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SLqAvnwz4WI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ddCvDUYu47Q/s72-c/SHERMAN-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-8044016730159511182</id><published>2008-08-14T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:01:04.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SKQeGUAjIgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/u9asmuqokvk/s1600-h/DSCN6018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234341760710418946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SKQeGUAjIgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/u9asmuqokvk/s400/DSCN6018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SKQeGg3IU_I/AAAAAAAAAiI/e5cWFn7gx_c/s1600-h/IMG_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234341764160574450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SKQeGg3IU_I/AAAAAAAAAiI/e5cWFn7gx_c/s400/IMG_0647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SKQeGxn3cOI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/J6knJTGH0gw/s1600-h/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234341768659955938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SKQeGxn3cOI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/J6knJTGH0gw/s400/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SKQdalsNNWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/lfS2uvXPO0U/s1600-h/DSCN1444b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234341009542690146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SKQdalsNNWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/lfS2uvXPO0U/s400/DSCN1444b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&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/11074854-8044016730159511182?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8044016730159511182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8044016730159511182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8044016730159511182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8044016730159511182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-miss.html' title='I MISS.'/><author><name>May</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SKQeGUAjIgI/AAAAAAAAAiA/u9asmuqokvk/s72-c/DSCN6018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-6876505672802872931</id><published>2008-08-11T13:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:40:51.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Gravity; Sara Bareilles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something always brings me back to you.&lt;br /&gt;It never takes too long.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I say or do&lt;br /&gt;I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hold me without touch.&lt;br /&gt;You keep me without chains.&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted anything so much&lt;br /&gt;than to drown in your love and not feel your reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set me free, leave me be.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am and I stand so tall,&lt;br /&gt;just the way I'm supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;But you're on to me&lt;br /&gt;and all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.&lt;br /&gt;When I thought that I was strong.&lt;br /&gt;But you touch me for a little while&lt;br /&gt;and all my fragile strength is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set me free, leave me be.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am and I stand so tall,&lt;br /&gt;just the way I'm supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;But you're on to me&lt;br /&gt;and all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live here on my knees a&lt;br /&gt;s I try to make you see&lt;br /&gt;that you're everything I think I need here on&lt;br /&gt;The ground.&lt;br /&gt;But you're neither friend nor foe&lt;br /&gt;though I can't seem to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me&lt;br /&gt;Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something always brings me back to you.&lt;br /&gt;It never takes too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-6876505672802872931?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/6876505672802872931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=6876505672802872931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6876505672802872931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6876505672802872931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/08/gravity-sara-bareilles-something-always.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-8035420512917526098</id><published>2008-08-09T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:24:04.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you have Me do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With each day that passes, the pain increases.&lt;br /&gt;Every minute is a test of my edurance and determination.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I get for allowing myself to fall back in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, so little time! Sigh :(&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's chionging for promos already, but I haven't even started.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pretty pictures,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2_2T0EdUI/AAAAAAAAAhA/2r7tMG37mUU/s1600-h/DSCN4436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232549281826895170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2_2T0EdUI/AAAAAAAAAhA/2r7tMG37mUU/s400/DSCN4436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2_2EqcnaI/AAAAAAAAAg4/RPjWUTD79V8/s1600-h/DSCN4149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232549277760003490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2_2EqcnaI/AAAAAAAAAg4/RPjWUTD79V8/s400/DSCN4149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2_3EdVvFI/AAAAAAAAAhI/pCMiYYn5fdQ/s1600-h/DSCN4442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232549294884895826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2_3EdVvFI/AAAAAAAAAhI/pCMiYYn5fdQ/s400/DSCN4442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2-wJQXcKI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/xuAtn76BkrI/s1600-h/DSCN4251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232548076401946786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2-wJQXcKI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/xuAtn76BkrI/s400/DSCN4251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2-wjyJ9II/AAAAAAAAAgY/IOF_Etgp96E/s1600-h/DSCN4292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232548083522991234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2-wjyJ9II/AAAAAAAAAgY/IOF_Etgp96E/s400/DSCN4292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2-wnntUgI/AAAAAAAAAgg/7K9JKG-4f8k/s1600-h/n623730112_3658597_5936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232548084552913410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2-wnntUgI/AAAAAAAAAgg/7K9JKG-4f8k/s400/n623730112_3658597_5936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2-w2e_EoI/AAAAAAAAAgo/omQ9OdPPjYc/s1600-h/n623730112_3658604_9788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232548088542859906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2-w2e_EoI/AAAAAAAAAgo/omQ9OdPPjYc/s400/n623730112_3658604_9788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2-xUfWFEI/AAAAAAAAAgw/CnW0S76iVWU/s1600-h/DSCN4423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232548096597431362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2-xUfWFEI/AAAAAAAAAgw/CnW0S76iVWU/s400/DSCN4423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still miss Wales! D:&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/11074854-8035420512917526098?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8035420512917526098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8035420512917526098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8035420512917526098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8035420512917526098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-would-you-have-me-do.html' title='What would you have Me do?'/><author><name>May</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJ2_2T0EdUI/AAAAAAAAAhA/2r7tMG37mUU/s72-c/DSCN4436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-147502266217269084</id><published>2008-08-05T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:53:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Llangollen, come back.</title><content type='html'>I miss Wales/England.&lt;br /&gt;It's so pretty there. Miss the company loads too.&lt;br /&gt;I miss saying good morning to everyone in the morning, and saying goodnight instead of byebye.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least there were good memories this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJh2JyK5OZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NYaU8BoubRQ/s1600-h/n667892540_1087193_9858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231060877649197458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJh2JyK5OZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NYaU8BoubRQ/s400/n667892540_1087193_9858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside a teddy bear shop. Yay the girls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJh2J17wCyI/AAAAAAAAAgA/VzMIFUpBqNs/s1600-h/n667892540_1087165_9490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231060878659423010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJh2J17wCyI/AAAAAAAAAgA/VzMIFUpBqNs/s400/n667892540_1087165_9490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJh1iSLxlDI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Fo0lopUbW8c/s1600-h/n727441007_1068573_5369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231060199048057906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJh1iSLxlDI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Fo0lopUbW8c/s400/n727441007_1068573_5369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dream house! Haha we're planning to come back here and buy this house when we get married in future (Mel's my laogong, in case you were wondering). Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJh1ihwS-WI/AAAAAAAAAfw/90sJ6GPKzhA/s1600-h/n757956406_1083707_7565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231060203227773282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJh1ihwS-WI/AAAAAAAAAfw/90sJ6GPKzhA/s400/n757956406_1083707_7565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside THE Chirst Church College (the place where Harry Potter was filmed).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-147502266217269084?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/147502266217269084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=147502266217269084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/147502266217269084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/147502266217269084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/08/llangollen-come-back.html' title='Llangollen, come back.'/><author><name>May</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/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SJh2JyK5OZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/NYaU8BoubRQ/s72-c/n667892540_1087193_9858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-419885764986665200</id><published>2008-08-04T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:06:48.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over again, Don't Make Me Change my Mind.</title><content type='html'>No more choir, now it's time to study.&lt;br /&gt;And to plan for PCC of course.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm gonna miss singing a hell lot these two months. But thank goodness for the choir room, cos I'll still be able to see everyone everyday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's kinda pathetic how we're both so reluctant to take &lt;/em&gt;that &lt;em&gt;step forward to grasp the thing that we truly want, when it's just there hovering between our noses, right within our reach.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-419885764986665200?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/419885764986665200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=419885764986665200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/419885764986665200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/419885764986665200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/08/over-again-dont-make-me-change-my-mind.html' title='Over again, Don&apos;t Make Me Change my Mind.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-2005614803141895656</id><published>2008-08-02T00:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:26:27.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's too Late to Apologise.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for my indecisiveness, sorry I can't seem to make up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I can't seem to figure out just what I want.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I don't have the courage to take that step.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I made you wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that doesn't matter anymore right?&lt;br /&gt;You're gone (again) anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What about if I told you I miss you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-2005614803141895656?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/2005614803141895656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=2005614803141895656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/2005614803141895656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/2005614803141895656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-too-late-to-apologise.html' title='It&apos;s too Late to Apologise.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-3403200661723941182</id><published>2008-07-28T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:01:51.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life these days with the Choir Year1s has been getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha everyone went crazy today in the choir room, at about 5++pm. Haha Wan Ping, Cedric, Steven, Pock Thong, Jia Sheng, Abel and Sherman. We all went crazy in our own way, yeah even me. Haha, which resulted in a whole lot of hysterical laughter :D Super fun, in my opinion. Haha, will treasure these Year 1 days that we have. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay can't wait for Thursday, hope everyone will be able to go. Then it will be super duper fun :)&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Yang, BE HONOURED HAHA. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one more thing, just a random musing, but it's pretty heartwarming to enter the choir room in the morning to see it packed with Year1s :D Although they're pretty darn noisy and no one can sleep inside, but it's nice seeing everyone there and just crapping and talking nonsense with them haha. :) STILL, that doesnt mean we should continue to make so much noise though. Must spare a thought for the Year Twos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been getting more stressful too, work's been piling up. So many things going on at the same time. Choir meetings yet to be scheduled, H3 lessons starting, teachers becoming more strict with their lessons, PW taking on a more xiong turn, plus everyone else suddenly transforming into a mugger. Kinda scary, but exciting too haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SI3QMuU-UcI/AAAAAAAAAfI/nByAPQ_65gY/s1600-h/P1030703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228063659460022722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SI3QMuU-UcI/AAAAAAAAAfI/nByAPQ_65gY/s400/P1030703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Acia and Night Festival at National Museum with my favourite girls &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still yet to blog about my Wales trip =/ Think I might just lose that drive in the end. Bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-3403200661723941182?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/3403200661723941182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=3403200661723941182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3403200661723941182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3403200661723941182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-these-days-with-choir-year1s-has.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SI3QMuU-UcI/AAAAAAAAAfI/nByAPQ_65gY/s72-c/P1030703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-796846664614269186</id><published>2008-07-26T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T01:26:02.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah I still want to blog about Wales, but I've really got no time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bleah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a bit of eyecandy first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SIoKb0YSF6I/AAAAAAAAAeg/ybL5Y3EvzIA/s1600-h/DSCN4209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227001790550120354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SIoKb0YSF6I/AAAAAAAAAeg/ybL5Y3EvzIA/s320/DSCN4209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SIoKcCvQH8I/AAAAAAAAAeo/JN2hhmaaTZ8/s1600-h/DSCN4252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227001794404556738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SIoKcCvQH8I/AAAAAAAAAeo/JN2hhmaaTZ8/s320/DSCN4252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SIoKcYI36wI/AAAAAAAAAew/mgKu1VJxdDc/s1600-h/DSCN4274smudgestick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227001800149166850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SIoKcYI36wI/AAAAAAAAAew/mgKu1VJxdDc/s320/DSCN4274smudgestick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SIoL3XqtQyI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Rc7ZgojAnAA/s1600-h/DSCN4398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227003363390735138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SIoL3XqtQyI/AAAAAAAAAfA/Rc7ZgojAnAA/s320/DSCN4398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SIoKctOVAKI/AAAAAAAAAe4/p8z6XcQPg0M/s1600-h/n623730112_3658415_1902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227001805809189026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SIoKctOVAKI/AAAAAAAAAe4/p8z6XcQPg0M/s320/n623730112_3658415_1902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outing today with my darlings today was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sorry for being late! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lazy to upload photo cos Alicea's still sending me now. So haha, check their blogs or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay that's all tata I've still got meeting minutes to do haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/11074854-796846664614269186?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/796846664614269186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=796846664614269186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/796846664614269186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/796846664614269186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/07/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus?'/><author><name>May</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/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SIoKb0YSF6I/AAAAAAAAAeg/ybL5Y3EvzIA/s72-c/DSCN4209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-3024605198188205881</id><published>2008-07-22T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T00:34:01.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Li bu Cong Xin.</title><content type='html'>Argh, I've been meaning to blog about the Wales trip, but I simply don't have the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meetings every other day, plus tons of work to finish up = No Time At All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise myself I really will sit down and blog about Wales properly. But there simply isn't enough time at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to handle now, argh.&lt;br /&gt;Catching up with work, DSA admin stuff, Exco (+Musico meetings), Vsparks, PW.&lt;br /&gt;BLEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go back to reading my notes now. Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-3024605198188205881?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/3024605198188205881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=3024605198188205881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3024605198188205881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3024605198188205881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/07/li-bu-cong-xin.html' title='Li bu Cong Xin.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-5489778507918038767</id><published>2008-07-17T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:32:17.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Back.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I would like to say sorry to the seniors for letting all of you down. Thank you all for being so proud of us when we didn't manage to achieve what we were supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I would like to say a big thank you to the Year twos who came on this trip. Sacrificing two weeks of lessons in Year Two to go with the choir for this competition is a huge decision to make, and it was pretty selfless of all of you to have done so much for us. Thank you all for putting in so much for the choir. Like what Mr Kwei said, we really treasure all of you, from the bottom of our hearts. You guys have demonstrated the true spirit of VJchoir - No Man Is An Island. So thank you all very very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, to the Year Ones, we have so much to do and accomplish. It's time we all reflected on our attitudes, and our commitment to the choir. VJchoir is not just any choir, that is something that should be imbued into us from Day One. If you don't already know that, shame on you, and get that into your head asap. We will bring glory back next year, and this is something that we all need to strive towards, &lt;em&gt;together&lt;/em&gt;. This is only the start of our VJchoir journey together, let us all achieve what we know we are capable of achieving. We shouldn't wait till it's too late to regret. Let there be no more regrets next year. Year Ones, we can do this:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a last note, I would like to say this to those who are disgruntled about whatever's been mentioned on this trip.&lt;br /&gt;It is a fact that you guys abandoned us for this trip. You know for yourself if you chose not to come on this trip. Don't be angry just cause your name was mentioned. Even if Mr Kwei didn't say that, the choir knows that deep down inside too. You weren't blamed entirely for our failure, but you guys have to face it, it is partly your fault too. We are one choir, and you guys chose to volunteringly leave us. You were valuable, whether you think this way or not. Mr Kwei didn't conveniently shift all the blame to you, he just mentioned you guys. He knew that we didn't perform well on stage and he scolded us for that. So you guys shouldn't just hear fragments of the story and start ranting about what he said when you don't even know what he actually said and meant. Besides, the fact that you guys are angry shows that you have a trace of 'guilty consciousness' in you doesn't it? Mr Kwei loves this choir, and we all love and respect him too, whatever he said was the truth and you guys know it yourself. It's time to reflect instead of getting angry about small things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, other then the losing part.&lt;br /&gt;This trip was a blast. :)&lt;br /&gt;Will upload photos soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-5489778507918038767?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/5489778507918038767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=5489778507918038767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5489778507918038767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5489778507918038767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-back.html' title='Finally Back.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-271911937224130611</id><published>2008-07-01T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:37:44.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Please, don't let me burn out now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-271911937224130611?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/271911937224130611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=271911937224130611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/271911937224130611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/271911937224130611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-1109462249956813737</id><published>2008-06-30T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:58:52.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SGkBu-FBzTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/XXBlyKa-Qoc/s1600-h/P1030517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217703549735128370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SGkBu-FBzTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/XXBlyKa-Qoc/s320/P1030517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun today dears. Haha thanks so much for always being there. Dunno what I'd do without the two of you :) It was great just sitting there and chatting and laughing our heads off at silly random things haha. It's been 2years and counting! Heh, many many many LOVES :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Year1s and Mcmuggers, thank you all too:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1109462249956813737?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1109462249956813737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1109462249956813737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1109462249956813737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1109462249956813737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>May</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://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SGkBu-FBzTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/XXBlyKa-Qoc/s72-c/P1030517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-8476566156240564451</id><published>2008-06-29T22:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:40:25.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are, Sunlight, and I Moon.</title><content type='html'>Midyears are over! And it's the worst exams I've ever had. Am not looking forward to getting back my papers :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was one of the happiest days I've had in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DSA AUDITIONS IN THE MORNING!&lt;br /&gt;I find the junior batch rather cute, it's nice to talk to them. And they seem like fun people too, so yeah I can't wait for them to come in next year! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT CHOIR PRAC :D&lt;br /&gt;The practice on Saturday was one of the best we've had so far :) Think Mr Kwei's warm ups worked wonders for me heh. The choir sounded quite good I must say:) See choir, we can do it if we all put in that extra effort! WE &lt;strong&gt;CAN&lt;/strong&gt; BE CHOIR OF THE WORLD, JIAYOU CHOIR :) And I love my new quartet position! Haha with Wayne and Desmond beside me, Si Ting behind me, Rachel and Novabelle on the other side of Wayne and Desmond (all zai singers), plus the fact that I can hear the Sop1s quite clearly when singing Il Married Women, well, I can only say there isn't a better position than mine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE YEAR THREES CAME BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yizha, Oliver, Shixuan, Kenny and Dawn came back to visit us! It's cool seeing them sitting there listening to us. They said we were good anyway :) Went to pig out with the army guys at HongKong Cafe after that haha. Camwhored a bit, and Oliver treated me to Bo Lo Bao. And the others treated other desserts heh! It was pretty nice sitting there and bitching/chatting with them heh. It'll be long till I get to see them again, so take care my dears(all ten of you), and see you all in 3 weeks' time alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENT OUT WITH THE YEAR TWOS :)&lt;br /&gt;Met them at cityhall after the yearthrees went off. Haha it was damn fun going out with them. They are damn spastic people, and they never fail to make me laugh hahaha. It was super fun lah, so thank you dears :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so that's all, heh for yesterday. It was really a great day haha, exciting and fun from the start till the end heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SGelNf44fyI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/oa5osDeFygY/s1600-h/n633983209_1054018_3693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217320344648974114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SGelNf44fyI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/oa5osDeFygY/s320/n633983209_1054018_3693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SGelNC9nghI/AAAAAAAAAeI/99KGB1izp-M/s1600-h/n633983209_1054017_3392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217320336884204050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SGelNC9nghI/AAAAAAAAAeI/99KGB1izp-M/s320/n633983209_1054017_3392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SGelMkzaaUI/AAAAAAAAAeA/zpq9WivCxRU/s1600-h/n633983209_1054048_3925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217320328788339010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SGelMkzaaUI/AAAAAAAAAeA/zpq9WivCxRU/s320/n633983209_1054048_3925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SGelMYC-WDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/9Lh41LVFM1E/s1600-h/n633983209_1054019_3987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217320325363947570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SGelMYC-WDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/9Lh41LVFM1E/s320/n633983209_1054019_3987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great day today too :)&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my didi and meimei-in-law today. They treated me to Pizza Hut omg haha. And it was a damn fun outing, thanks dears for listening to me go crazy over anything and everything hahaha. Found out at night that it was their anniversary today! Omg and they chose to spend it with me! And treated me! OMG ON THEIR ANNIVESARY. I feel damn bad please, so THANK YOU MY DEARS. I FEEL REALLY HONOURED THAT YOU TWO CHOSE TO SPEND YOUR ANNIVERSAY WITH ME. I LOVE YOU TWO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with some of the years ones after that to shop. I bought a pair of gray skinnies, so YAY I'm happy :) It was fun being out with them too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh it's been a great postexam weekend! And bleah school starts again tmr! Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one week later at this time, I'll be at the airport, thinking of what movies to spam on the plane MUAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think:&lt;br /&gt;Westminster Abbey&lt;br /&gt;Buckingham Palace&lt;br /&gt;Trafalgar Square&lt;br /&gt;St Paul's Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;Hyde Park&lt;br /&gt;River Thames&lt;br /&gt;Tate Modern&lt;br /&gt;Madame Tussauds&lt;br /&gt;The West End&lt;br /&gt;Oxford Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus,&lt;br /&gt;Leeds Castle!&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Scenery in Llangollen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MUCH MUCH MORE :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG I CAN'T WAIT :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-8476566156240564451?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8476566156240564451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8476566156240564451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8476566156240564451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8476566156240564451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-are-sunlight-and-i-moon.html' title='You are, Sunlight, and I Moon.'/><author><name>May</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/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SGelNf44fyI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/oa5osDeFygY/s72-c/n633983209_1054018_3693.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-4065071220494619223</id><published>2008-06-19T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:58:00.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't wait!</title><content type='html'>OMGOMGOMG. I can't wait for Wales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2weeks&lt;/span&gt; away!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it hahahaha, after waiting for so long, it's gonna be here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading through the tour booklet made me even more excited, OMGOMGOMG.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking of Wales yknow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay let midyears hurry up be over, then we can all concentrate on Wales.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and DSA auditions too ;P Heh, if you guys know why I'm so excited for it HEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALES; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;CHOIR OF THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;HERE WE COME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-4065071220494619223?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/4065071220494619223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=4065071220494619223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4065071220494619223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4065071220494619223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/06/cant-wait.html' title='Can&apos;t wait!'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-2612628999458295664</id><published>2008-06-11T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:10:54.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How things have changed.</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been (almost) a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for having been such a wonderful friend, you've brought much joy to my life, really. Things feel so, familiar yet distant at the same time. Thank you for the phonecalls, the enjoyable nonsensical conversations, for everything. Thank you for being there for me when I needed someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I never guessed that things will turn out this way. I don't know whose fault it is, well, I feel it's nobody's. Different expectations, different goals, that's what happened isn't it. I really miss this friendship, but I know that things are different now, and there's no point trying to reconstruct something that will never come back. All the happy memories will be tucked in a little corner of my mind, and when I feel nostalgic, I'll pull them out and experience the long forgotten again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy learning to let go; who doesn't want something good to last forever? But at the very least, I'm content enough to have had such an amazing friend. It's been a good one year, full of ups and downs, and now that it's coming to a close, I will accept all changes and be content with what I've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-2612628999458295664?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/2612628999458295664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=2612628999458295664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/2612628999458295664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/2612628999458295664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-things-have-changed.html' title='How things have changed.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-1096632172716764199</id><published>2008-06-08T19:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:21:13.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cream of the crop.</title><content type='html'>Never doubt your own ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, sometimes, you just can't help but feel as though you're not good enough. How do you believe in yourself when everyone seems to think that you're not good enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a hundred times worse when you've reached a certain level, thinking 'yes that's not bad but you're probably gonna get better', only to realise that that level was your peak, that it's the &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; you can ever be. It gets worse, when you realise that you're dropping, falling back to how you originally were, knowing that there's hardly any time for you to improve anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so horrible, and demoralizing, and you just want to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most people just tell you that all these don't matter at the end of the day, but, who doesn't want to excel in whatever they do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To have gotten a taste of being near the top, only to have everything crashing down on you, knowing you that you'll never be anywhere near that anymore. Learning that you've disappointed those people who tried so hard to help you and have placed high hopes on you. Man, that really feels horrible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1096632172716764199?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1096632172716764199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1096632172716764199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1096632172716764199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1096632172716764199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/06/cream-of-crop.html' title='Cream of the crop.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-1234563467851245684</id><published>2008-06-07T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:18:26.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>Thank you Sherwin for the 2hrplus talk on yesterday at Gelare, it's really nice to rant everything out. We talked/discussed/gossipped/bitched about anything and everything haha. I haven't had a really good talk with anyone in a freakishly long time, so it feels really good to just let everything out. &lt;3 you girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss DOTA-ing!&lt;br /&gt;And I miss the continuous Bleach-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I'm looking forward to Wales! Super exciting omg. Just gotta mug hard in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no I'm getting disjointed cause I don't feel like blogging anymore. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1234563467851245684?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1234563467851245684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1234563467851245684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1234563467851245684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1234563467851245684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/06/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-7002594195582719364</id><published>2008-06-03T13:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T13:35:24.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OhSixVeeOneOne</title><content type='html'>Ah, I miss IP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially the end part of my IP2 life. What with Inv!gorate, the preparation for the IP symposium, and my IP2 december holidays. That was seriously the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inv!gorate was well, an &lt;em&gt;invigorating&lt;/em&gt; experience HAHA. It's nice to just cheer and cheer for your class even when you know you can't play well enough to stand on the court to represent the class. Even then, I still enjoyed myself very much. I remember the scene after the first day of Inv!gorate, when every one returned to class. All of us looked like.. burnt charcoal haha, I could literally smell the burning smell coming from all of us. And I remember how a few guys were injured quite badly, and some people had to rush to get ice for them and stuff. It's not a typical scene, like, how often do you get to see the whole class burnt as charcoal, with perspiration streaming down their faces and looking dead tired. I felt really proud of my class then, haha, kinda weird to feel that at that point of time, but I was just really happy that we went through Inv!gorate &lt;em&gt;as a class&lt;/em&gt;. Of course, we emerged Champions :) But that's not the point, the point was how Inv!gorate managed to draw the class, if possible, more closely together than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was the preparation for the IP symposium. That was the first time I presented for any IP functions and frankly speaking, I was terrified. But that week, even though it was stressful, was oddly relaxing at the same time. I remember I spent the entire week inside the Electives hub, with my groupmates, eh I think they were Cephas, Pu En, Pooja, and JT, (plus Ian of course haha). Yi Liang and Kelvin visited from time to time, bringing the guitar along with them. That's when I learnt how to play the guitar. I remember the DI group was beside us too, so I had Althea to keep me company at times too haha. It felt quite nice to laze around, and to sit at the staircase to play the guitars and all that. I remember how I would go to that staircase to sing when I felt that the stress of presenting was overwhelming me. Haha I really treasure those memories cause I know this scenario will never happen again, haha but well those were happy memories. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there was also the class chalet and various class outings during the IP2 december holidays. Those were happy memories too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha oh well, it's kinda sad that we haven't really had a class outing in such a long time. I really love 06v11, and I miss everyone like crazy haha. Hopefully the outing on tuesday will really happen, it'll be nice to see everyone again, haha. Any 06v11-ers reading this, please try to go for the class gathering/outing on Tuesday 10th June alright. Go check your emails, Alicea sent an email. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SETXO3VD_hI/AAAAAAAAAdg/q276nz9ALG8/s1600-h/IMG_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207523719517568530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SETXO3VD_hI/AAAAAAAAAdg/q276nz9ALG8/s320/IMG_0188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SETXPXVD_iI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ipZKdjJABBk/s1600-h/DSCN5658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207523728107503138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SETXPXVD_iI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ipZKdjJABBk/s320/DSCN5658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SETXPnVD_jI/AAAAAAAAAdw/b7AWvBEGcOI/s1600-h/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207523732402470450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SETXPnVD_jI/AAAAAAAAAdw/b7AWvBEGcOI/s320/IMG_0005.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/11074854-7002594195582719364?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/7002594195582719364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=7002594195582719364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/7002594195582719364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/7002594195582719364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/06/ohsixveeoneone.html' title='OhSixVeeOneOne'/><author><name>May</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/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SETXO3VD_hI/AAAAAAAAAdg/q276nz9ALG8/s72-c/IMG_0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-5341059514976619169</id><published>2008-06-03T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T01:21:23.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fall for You ; Secondhand Serenade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that we have been this way before&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't think that I am trying&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wearing thin down to the core&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I wont live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;Your impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I intended&lt;br /&gt;I always swore to you I'd never fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You always thought that I was stronger&lt;br /&gt;I may have failed&lt;br /&gt;But I have loved you from the start&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I wont live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So breathe in so deep&lt;br /&gt;Breathe me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours to keep&lt;br /&gt;And hold onto your words&lt;br /&gt;Cause talk is cheap&lt;br /&gt;And remember me tonight&lt;br /&gt;When you're asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I wont live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I wont live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;Your impossible to find&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-5341059514976619169?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/5341059514976619169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=5341059514976619169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5341059514976619169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5341059514976619169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/06/fall-for-you-secondhand-serenade-best.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-2818877007299550406</id><published>2008-05-31T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:41:25.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Stupid Mouth.</title><content type='html'>I think there's something wrong with the way I talk, the way my &lt;em&gt;tone&lt;/em&gt; just seems to offend people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I know that's a problem, and I'm trying my best to change. When I know I offended somebody, it probably irritates me as much as it irritates that person, because I know that 99% of the time,&lt;em&gt; I don't mean it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I always come across as being so stern and mean and bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying really really hard to keep a check on my mouth and to think about how my words will come across before I actually speak, but it takes time alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, cut me some slack. I really promise I'll do my best to change alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys ever get offended by whatever I say, just remember this:&lt;em&gt; I don't mean it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-2818877007299550406?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/2818877007299550406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=2818877007299550406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/2818877007299550406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/2818877007299550406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-stupid-mouth.html' title='My Stupid Mouth.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-711956196621531722</id><published>2008-05-25T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:56:19.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Usual People.</title><content type='html'>Met up with The Usual People today, all ten of us together again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's supposed to be some super belated birthday celebration for me haha, so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting for them for 20-25 mins, Shuwei, Dawn, YiZha, and WanTing appeared. Apparently, they cooked up some big excuse about the others not being free and having to cancel at the last minute. Obviously, I didn't believe one word of it coz they were trying so hard not to laugh. I played along though, just so they don't have to keep trying to convince me that the others weren't coming haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Miss Clarity Cafe for dinner. They reserved a table for 10 people, -_- haha so it was kinda obvious that the rest were all coming later. Yep sat there and talked for a while before the rest of them appeared. They bought 17 donuts for me, haha and passed me a bundle of notes (which turned out to be rubbish heh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we continued our usual camwhoring and talking about all the random stuff that we usually talk about. Not long after, they passed me my actual present, which is this uber nice scrapbook of The Usual People's past 2 years in VJC, complete with personalised messages at all. I was really touched when I recieved the present, in fact, it's something i've always wanted- a personalised scrapbook of my own :) Yep it was pretty fun flipping every page and seeing all those OHMY comments and captions there haha! Oh oh, they treated me for dinner too, so it was super nice of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to Tom's Palette for ice-cream after that. A few of them treated us for the ice-cream. Haha we had 4 cups of ice-cream (with 2 scoops in each). So basically, we bought almost every flavour. There were really cool flavours like Chocolate Stout(Alcoholic), Blueberry Cheesecake, Apple Pie, Salted Caramel Cheesecake etc. Haha it felt really nice to just stand around with everyone and kup the ice-cream from different cups. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the Northies went home after the ice-cream coz they were all tired. Yeah, so went to Cartel after that with the Easties + Oliver for half-price cheesecake! Haha it's pretty relaxing just sitting there with all of them and chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, it was a truly great birthday celebration. Thank you all for bothering to organise an outing to celebrate my birthday haha. I can tell that everyone was pretty tired, so thanks for bothering to come when you guys were tired. It's been a really great 2 years with all of you, and I think I wouldn't be who I am today if not for you guys, so yeah, thanks so much for everything. I really love you all :) Meet up soon yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-711956196621531722?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/711956196621531722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=711956196621531722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/711956196621531722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/711956196621531722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/05/usual-people.html' title='The Usual People.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-39393865874000656</id><published>2008-05-19T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:25:11.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A twist, pretzel maybe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've decided to give it a try. To let go of something that I've been hanging on to like a stubbon bulldog. I'll try my best to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry my Didi and Meimei-in-law, I believe I've worried you guys quite a lot. I'm gonna start listening to the two of you, at the very least, I'll try. I'm sorry for making you guys so worried and exasperated, guess I've finally come to my senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all those who felt scared after to reading my previous post, guilty conscience is it! Haha, but anyway, it's no cause for concern okay. I wasn't angry at anyone or whatever, just pretend you guys never read that haha. Really. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things have happened over the past few days, and I'm getting increasingly worried about the state of my studies. I don't understand anything starting from parametric equations for Maths. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah sigh, I need someone to study with me for the Hols.&lt;br /&gt;And I need motivation to study!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SDGbmTS-VDI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YSk1Wm2jLj0/s1600-h/DSC09328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202110126906823730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SDGbmTS-VDI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YSk1Wm2jLj0/s320/DSC09328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SDGbnzS-VEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Ll7ftw1YFGo/s1600-h/DSC09382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202110152676627522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SDGbnzS-VEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Ll7ftw1YFGo/s320/DSC09382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SDGboTS-VFI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/CalHdhNnA2A/s1600-h/DSC09387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202110161266562130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SDGboTS-VFI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/CalHdhNnA2A/s320/DSC09387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SDGboTS-VGI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Dhd3n1qQB8g/s1600-h/DSC09390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202110161266562146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SDGboTS-VGI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Dhd3n1qQB8g/s320/DSC09390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/11074854-39393865874000656?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/39393865874000656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=39393865874000656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/39393865874000656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/39393865874000656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/05/twist-pretzel-maybe.html' title='A twist, pretzel maybe?'/><author><name>May</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/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SDGbmTS-VDI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YSk1Wm2jLj0/s72-c/DSC09328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-1460589946560296281</id><published>2008-05-11T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:32:45.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three wishes.</title><content type='html'>I only had three wishes for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three simple wishes.&lt;br /&gt;1 unattainable, but I still wished nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other 2?&lt;br /&gt;So simple, so easily fufilled, but they weren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wonder if I'm not worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1460589946560296281?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1460589946560296281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1460589946560296281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1460589946560296281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1460589946560296281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/05/three-wishes.html' title='Three wishes.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-8828550486725752885</id><published>2008-05-06T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:46:35.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>I finally feel like we're working towards the same goal :)&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou Choir, 5 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;Let's give our best and put up the best performance ever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;No Man is an Island.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-8828550486725752885?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8828550486725752885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8828550486725752885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8828550486725752885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8828550486725752885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-6157563107358788798</id><published>2008-05-04T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:35:21.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH.</title><content type='html'>SCREAMS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SByiHKZA0JI/AAAAAAAAAc4/aO0Rlvzv3OU/s1600-h/movie_cullens5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196206314010759314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SByiHKZA0JI/AAAAAAAAAc4/aO0Rlvzv3OU/s320/movie_cullens5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cullen Family looks gorgeous &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;OMG I CAN'T WAIT :DDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-6157563107358788798?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/6157563107358788798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=6157563107358788798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6157563107358788798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6157563107358788798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/05/ahhh.html' title='AHHH.'/><author><name>May</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/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SByiHKZA0JI/AAAAAAAAAc4/aO0Rlvzv3OU/s72-c/movie_cullens5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-5912641329547752247</id><published>2008-05-03T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T18:15:49.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damnit. Why do I feel so confused?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Booklet's driving me crazyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And VJChoir, we need to buck up! Jiayou everyone, hope today was a wake up call for all of you just as much as it was for me. 9 days left, if we work hard, we can do it :)&lt;br /&gt;And do try to sell as many tickets as possible. Like Sherman said, don't stop at 10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-5912641329547752247?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/5912641329547752247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=5912641329547752247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5912641329547752247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5912641329547752247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/05/damnit.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-2637260220884585935</id><published>2008-05-02T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:30:26.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bravery.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, what we need is courage.&lt;br /&gt;And it's just that this courage doesn't present itself because it's not worth it to pull everything out just to salvage something that you don't deem important enough.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that what you think right now?&lt;br /&gt;I can only say I don't know and I don't want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a great birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all who made my day :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog about the day soon. Thanks again everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall go off to read TWILIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;-Hyperventilates-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-2637260220884585935?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/2637260220884585935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=2637260220884585935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/2637260220884585935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/2637260220884585935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/05/bravery.html' title='Bravery.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-1960218572253570757</id><published>2008-04-30T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:00:45.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMGXZXZ.</title><content type='html'>I look super freaky now cause my red patches somehow mutated into leopard spots.&lt;br /&gt;You know, the kind which is like a ring, cause the inside becomes skin colour?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's what my spots look like now. And instead of it looking cool, it looks freaky cause the 'rings' are red -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Say hello to the Hideous &lt;s&gt;Spotty&lt;/s&gt; Leopard Monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30%;"&gt;I'm pretty useless cause I just can't get myself to do what I should do-&lt;br /&gt;Get over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1960218572253570757?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1960218572253570757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1960218572253570757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1960218572253570757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1960218572253570757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/zomgxzxz.html' title='ZOMGXZXZ.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-6494460424157545349</id><published>2008-04-30T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T14:35:31.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spotty Monster.</title><content type='html'>Ah, it's a wednesday morning and here I am at home while everyone else is in school. Sports day is about to commence haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why am I at home? Well, it's cause I'VE GOT SPOTS/RASHES. Went to see the doctor yesterday and he said that it's cause of an allergy. What am I allergic to? We don't know. My guess is that it's probably due to the Chinese medicine I've been taking due to my sprained foot. And cause of this STOOPID allergy, I got an injection. Blah. You'd think that the doctor would be gentle about it, but no, he just stabbed the syringe into my arm, wihout a warning. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I requested an MC from him, because I look simply hideous today. The spots from yesterday has expanded into patches. And it's all over my body:( AH. I can't stand looking so ugly. Everytime I look at my hand, I cringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GO OUT TMR LOOKING LIKE THIS?!?! RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the spots would get better today, cause I had an injection and all, but it's not working. I've got spots on my FINGERS alright. =/ Really hope I recover by tmr morning, cause I've got no clothes which can wrap me up from head to toe. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoopid lah why did this come at such a bad timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know you don't care anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-6494460424157545349?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/6494460424157545349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=6494460424157545349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6494460424157545349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6494460424157545349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/spotty-monster.html' title='The Spotty Monster.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-3412155974548258382</id><published>2008-04-26T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T00:16:08.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say No to Emo.</title><content type='html'>I desperately need you here, to help me through this.&lt;br /&gt;But no, You're never going to appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When it is dark enough, you can see the stars. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;;Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt more alone, but not to worry, I'll pull through this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-3412155974548258382?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/3412155974548258382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=3412155974548258382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3412155974548258382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3412155974548258382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/say-no-to-emo.html' title='Say No to Emo.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-3150949864809645166</id><published>2008-04-24T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:52:56.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freudian Slips.</title><content type='html'>You know what,&lt;br /&gt;I still write '06v11' on most of my worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even realise it!&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time it's WenSiu who does haha. And she bursts out laughing everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very funny meh?! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And she realised today that the notes that are produced when you blow air into the 3 different sizes of test-tubes form a chord. D F# A. Like woah, the wonders of perfect pitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I know I'm being random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-3150949864809645166?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/3150949864809645166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=3150949864809645166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3150949864809645166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3150949864809645166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/freudian-slips.html' title='Freudian Slips.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-4187308591933605858</id><published>2008-04-24T17:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T17:43:57.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stronger.</title><content type='html'>And I've learnt, after today, that I've got to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I am, afterall, a source of strength for many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And no, I'm not trying to be BHB.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-4187308591933605858?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/4187308591933605858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=4187308591933605858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4187308591933605858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4187308591933605858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/stronger.html' title='Stronger.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-1387874673537043822</id><published>2008-04-22T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:03:35.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Me.</title><content type='html'>Why is it that it's always those who shouldn't matter that matter the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to cure this silly little brain of mine, and stop my silly thoughts from popping out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1387874673537043822?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1387874673537043822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1387874673537043822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1387874673537043822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1387874673537043822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/save-me.html' title='Save Me.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-8466802359745593136</id><published>2008-04-21T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T00:18:49.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In Repair; John Mayer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many shadows in my room&lt;br /&gt;Too many hours in this midnight&lt;br /&gt;Too many corners in my mind&lt;br /&gt;So much to do to set my heart right&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's taking so long I could be wrong, I could be ready&lt;br /&gt;Oh but if I take my heart's advice&lt;br /&gt;I should assume it's still unsteady&lt;br /&gt;I am in repair, I am in repair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stood on the corner for a while&lt;br /&gt;To wait for the wind to blow down on me&lt;br /&gt;Hoping it takes with it my old ways&lt;br /&gt;And brings some brand new luck upon me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's taking so long I could be wrong, I could be ready&lt;br /&gt;Oh but if I take my heart's advice&lt;br /&gt;I should assume it's still unsteady&lt;br /&gt;I am in repair, I am in repair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm walking in the park&lt;br /&gt;All of the birds they dance below me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when things turn green again&lt;br /&gt;It will be good to say you know me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's taking so long I could be wrong, I could be ready&lt;br /&gt;Oh but if I take my heart's advice&lt;br /&gt;I should assume it's still unsteady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm never really ready, yeah, oh, I'm never really ready&lt;br /&gt;I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there&lt;br /&gt;I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there&lt;br /&gt;I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there&lt;br /&gt;I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there&lt;br /&gt;I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there&lt;br /&gt;I'm in repair, I'm not together but I'm getting there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-8466802359745593136?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8466802359745593136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8466802359745593136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8466802359745593136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8466802359745593136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-repair-john-mayer-too-many-shadows.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-8956714688032747481</id><published>2008-04-20T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T01:12:20.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Usual People.</title><content type='html'>Great day today:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always nice meeting up with the YearThrees, and everyone came today. All ten of the usual people haha. Kenny, Dawn, YuTing, WanTing, ShuWei, Oliver, HuPing, YiZha, Jerrold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an awesome time hearing all the jokes/suaning etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuPing left after a while to go to his aunt's place, while the rest of us went to HongSheng's house for his birthday party. The food was gooooood :) SharksFin soup and what not. It was nice singing all our old songs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the Usual People :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-8956714688032747481?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8956714688032747481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8956714688032747481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8956714688032747481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8956714688032747481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/usual-people.html' title='The Usual People.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-3466653800325089060</id><published>2008-04-19T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T00:56:05.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Pop' goes the Ankle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I never sprained my ankle before, so this is a first haha. And mind you, I was not carrying out any dangerous/sprain-attracting activities. I was just walking innocently down the stairs by the koi pond to Econs Lecture, when I tripped and felt my ankle twist, then, I heard a 'pop' sound. Well seriously, I was pretty scared when I heard the 'pop', it hurt quite a lot at that point of time, but well, as I was alone, I had to hobble slowly back to the choir room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, rested at the choir room. All this while, my ankle didn't feel painful, it just felt rather numb and achey. So, I thought I just strained it, though it didn't explain the 'pop' sound. After about 2/3 periods, I tried to rotate my ankle and Boy, did it hurt. Decided to call my father, and after a while, he brought me to the sinseh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After seeing the sinseh (and doing loads of embarrassing things,) I came back to school. Carried on with the rest of my lessons, I'm such an extremely guai student ain't I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so nothing much happened, except for the Astons linner that I had with Alicea. The food was good :) Okay so anyway, I came back and hanged around a while before going for MusicFest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the show was pretty good, am just not happy with some of the results though, but I guess it's okay cause MusicFest's over already isn't it? Well, anyway, my Best Friend and OEY came back :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAjSLMrswcI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lWpiHmsO-3c/s1600-h/P180408_22.45%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190629660369404354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAjSLMrswcI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lWpiHmsO-3c/s320/P180408_22.45%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VJChoir 05/06 LOL :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay nothing much to say now, my eyes are closing anyway, so bye everyone :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-3466653800325089060?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/3466653800325089060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=3466653800325089060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3466653800325089060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3466653800325089060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/pop-goes-ankle.html' title='&apos;Pop&apos; goes the Ankle.'/><author><name>May</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/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAjSLMrswcI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lWpiHmsO-3c/s72-c/P180408_22.45%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-8172955723373768742</id><published>2008-04-15T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:32:49.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh.</title><content type='html'>我真的真的真的不要。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-8172955723373768742?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8172955723373768742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8172955723373768742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8172955723373768742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8172955723373768742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/sigh.html' title='Sigh.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-6733453638661860890</id><published>2008-04-15T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T18:52:30.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think you've got &lt;u&gt;no manners.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even a bye? That tells me a lot doesn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know how lucky you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-6733453638661860890?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/6733453638661860890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=6733453638661860890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6733453638661860890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6733453638661860890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-think-youve-got-no-manners.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-6840508023643807207</id><published>2008-04-15T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:50:05.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel like there are so many people who take me for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, I realised that I take some people for granted too,&lt;br /&gt;for that, I'm Sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I need to qualify this,&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A DAO FACE OKAY, so when I'm not smiling, I look like I'm pissed/angry.&lt;br /&gt;The fact is, I'm probably just tired/thinking hard about something.&lt;br /&gt;So people, please don't think that I'm angry with you/I don't like you when I'm not smiling yeah? I'm just.. thinking. Haha I can't help it that I've got a fierce face when I'm not smiling.&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually a very friendly person!! HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why am I still allowing myself to get affected by you?&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/11074854-6840508023643807207?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/6840508023643807207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=6840508023643807207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6840508023643807207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6840508023643807207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/irony.html' title='Irony.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-7289109171746463802</id><published>2008-04-13T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:02:21.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just HAD to post this haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;X says:&lt;br /&gt;haiz im bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;may says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;haha go watch america's next top model!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X says :&lt;br /&gt;nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;may says:&lt;br /&gt;damn nice haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;may says:&lt;br /&gt;i watching now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X says:&lt;br /&gt;watch for wad?&lt;br /&gt;watch u can&lt;br /&gt;le&lt;br /&gt;X says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;jkjkjkjkjkjk &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okayokay don't kill me heh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-7289109171746463802?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/7289109171746463802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=7289109171746463802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/7289109171746463802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/7289109171746463802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-had-to-post-this-haha-x-says.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-8355722533098550967</id><published>2008-04-13T13:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T14:07:16.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Photos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGf_crswUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ZtXnKPiR8jU/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188604158087577922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGf_crswUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ZtXnKPiR8jU/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGf_8rswVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/doOtJsOVCgc/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188604166677512530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGf_8rswVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/doOtJsOVCgc/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGgAsrswWI/AAAAAAAAAcA/xY3j8GlSK-Q/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188604179562414434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGgAsrswWI/AAAAAAAAAcA/xY3j8GlSK-Q/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGgA8rswXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/mksbC4D77vk/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188604183857381746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGgA8rswXI/AAAAAAAAAcI/mksbC4D77vk/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with my dear 2B friends muahaha. We should meet up more often my dears:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGh4MrswYI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/I07Kq8arfdU/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188606232556781954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGh4MrswYI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/I07Kq8arfdU/s320/DSC00207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGh4srswZI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zpYgyrh_1O4/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188606241146716562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGh4srswZI/AAAAAAAAAcY/zpYgyrh_1O4/s320/DSC00210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGi2MrswbI/AAAAAAAAAco/MWVL2yMQ-IA/s1600-h/DSC00208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188607297708671410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGi2MrswbI/AAAAAAAAAco/MWVL2yMQ-IA/s320/DSC00208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out to watch Vocal Consort's concert. Cam whored VERY LITTLE :( haha but here's a few. &lt;/div&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/11074854-8355722533098550967?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8355722533098550967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8355722533098550967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8355722533098550967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8355722533098550967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/few-photos.html' title='A Few Photos.'/><author><name>May</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/_ljYsvBBzpcw/SAGf_crswUI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ZtXnKPiR8jU/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-1020369700531680132</id><published>2008-04-13T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:52:31.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donuts and XiaoLongBaos.</title><content type='html'>Met up with some of the YearThrees today :) Oliver, Yizha, Jerrold, Dawn, Sindhu, Kenny, Yuting. Kinda sad that Shuwei, Huping and Wan Ting didn't join us. But all in all, it was a fun outing :) Really miss those days when they were still in VJ haha. All the stupid evaluating sessions, the 'oh-my'ing, the crazy laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Din Tai Fung, where we spammed XiaoLongBaos. It's nice hearing them talk about their NS lifes, teaching lives, interveiw experiences etc, with the occasional bit of gossip of course haha! Went to buy donuts and cakes after that, and proceeded to the esplanade rooftop to eat and talk. It was pretty fun hearing our dear teachers Dawn and Yuting bitch about their students. Haha I never realised that teachers actually bitched like that! So horrible haha but it was pretty interesting lah:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks I Really Miss Huping and WanTing. (Shuwei dont be jealous, I can't exactly miss you right, cos I see you quite often, but don't worry, you're still loved heh.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1020369700531680132?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1020369700531680132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1020369700531680132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1020369700531680132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1020369700531680132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/donuts-and-xiaolongbaos.html' title='Donuts and XiaoLongBaos.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-1124514181435747586</id><published>2008-04-01T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:33:43.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helplessness.</title><content type='html'>Doesn't it suck when you watch everything you've tried for so long to hang on to crumble to pieces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do, you just can't change anything. You can't change people's attitudes, you can't change the way they think. No matter how much you love/care for them, you just can't get their stubborn minds to budge one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it sucks to see the person you once loved so much become like this. Where did you go? I don't know how I can get you back, back to being how you were like before. It seems so impossible, but I'm willing to try. I can't bear to let you go, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you that I'll be there for you, so will you please just take that step forward? Just one tiny step and things will improve infinitely. Look inside you and find your courage, you've got it in you, just believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1124514181435747586?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1124514181435747586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1124514181435747586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1124514181435747586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1124514181435747586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/helplessness.html' title='Helplessness.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-6568193838565849058</id><published>2008-04-01T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:20:29.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choirr.</title><content type='html'>There was Choir today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt that prac today was alright. I like the songs we did today, but it's kinda slack now.&lt;br /&gt;One month plus abit left to SOV! Oh man I'm starting to worry, let's all work hard okay? I'm sure we can do it if we all put in the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the number of people going to Wales is so small! And that's such a sad thing :( Really hope the Year Twos can join us, that way, the choir will have so much more fun there! Please please please reconsider alright Year Twos, I really think you guys will regret it if you don't go :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for dinner today with KaSheng, Pocks, Keith, Wayne, HoHo, Zheng Whye. Haha it was pretty fun cause we were talking about ____. Haha stupid one it was like some internal joke cause they refused to tell me what ____ means. It was fun laughing like crazy though HAHA. Oh and CC thanks for pangsehing me man! Haha okay I was joking :) Oh Philip was studying there too so he came to join us after a while heh. We stayed there for quite a long discussing ____. Haha stupid but good fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that, and chionged out my PI=/ Had to shorten it like crazy though. Hope I didn't lose the essential idea. Okay nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random, but it's nice to know we've matured :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm in love with John Mayer because he writes such good music (I'm assuming that he writes his own songs, not too sure whether that's the case). Great thanks to Zheng Yi for intoducing JM's music to me! Slow Dancing rocks, Wheel too :)  Shall research more on him next time when I'm free. A post about him coming up(soon)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe that my life's gonna see, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The love I give, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Return to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-6568193838565849058?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/6568193838565849058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=6568193838565849058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6568193838565849058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6568193838565849058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/04/choirr.html' title='Choirr.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-6515459516636508147</id><published>2008-03-30T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T23:02:52.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember this.</title><content type='html'>My personal message: Will you catch me when I fall?&lt;br /&gt;Someone (randomly) says: I will =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw, don't freak out when you see this. :D&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/11074854-6515459516636508147?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/6515459516636508147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=6515459516636508147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6515459516636508147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/6515459516636508147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-remember-this.html' title='I remember this.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-3518427689229626018</id><published>2008-03-30T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T15:19:02.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wheel; John Mayer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have the right to fly&lt;br /&gt;And will when it gets compromised&lt;br /&gt;Their hearts say "Move along"&lt;br /&gt;Their minds say "Gotcha heart"&lt;br /&gt;Let's move it along&lt;br /&gt;Let's move it along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And airports&lt;br /&gt;See it all the time&lt;br /&gt;Where someone's last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Blends in with someone's sigh&lt;br /&gt;Cause someone's coming home&lt;br /&gt;In hand a single rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the way this wheel keeps working now&lt;br /&gt;That's the way this wheel keeps working now&lt;br /&gt;And I won't be the last&lt;br /&gt;No I won't be the last,&lt;br /&gt;To love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't build a house of leaves&lt;br /&gt;And live like it's an evergreen&lt;br /&gt;It's just a season thing&lt;br /&gt;It's just this thing that seasons do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the way this wheel keeps working now&lt;br /&gt;That's the way this wheel keeps working now&lt;br /&gt;And you won't be the first&lt;br /&gt;No you won't be the first&lt;br /&gt;To love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find me, if you ever want again&lt;br /&gt;I'll be around the bend&lt;br /&gt;I'll be around the bend&lt;br /&gt;I'll be around,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you never stop when you wave goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You just might find if you give it time&lt;br /&gt;You will wave hello again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You just might wave hello again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the way this wheel keeps working now&lt;br /&gt;That's the way this wheel keeps working now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't love too much, one part of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that my life's gonna see&lt;br /&gt;The love I give&lt;br /&gt;Return to me&lt;br /&gt;I believe that my life's gonna see&lt;br /&gt;The love I giveReturn to me&lt;br /&gt;I believe that my life's gonna see&lt;br /&gt;The love I give&lt;br /&gt;Return to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-3518427689229626018?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/3518427689229626018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=3518427689229626018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3518427689229626018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/3518427689229626018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/03/wheel-john-mayer-people-have-right-to.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-864797712700679816</id><published>2008-03-28T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:38:41.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF :)</title><content type='html'>Ohmygoodness Thank God It's Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a draining one, am really glad it's finally the weekend! Even so, there's still many things to do over this weekend, and that mainly involves writing the dreaded PI and catching up with the tutorials, plus the concert booklet contents. Well I'm sure I can pull through :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a relatively good day though, I didn't sleep during GP today, which is a first. Ah but I must qualify this, Dax Young is an extremely interesting and funny teacher, it's just the GP is a subject which turns me off =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh during the double period break today, I decided to go to the choir room to hang out for a while, instead of sticking to my class. And to my surprise I found a lot of people inside there, when I was expecting it to be empty haha. Had a nice, retarded chat with Rhoda, Isabelle and Jian. Haven't had this kind of chat in a long time, guess everyone's busy and all that, so yeah I felt rather happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan Ting came back today too, so that made me even happier :) Even though I didn't get to hang out with her, I'm happy enough to see her haha. Okay that makes me sound super les, but I don't care :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to join some of the class people at the igloo afterwards. Played Alyssa's guitar, card tricks, pool for a while. Had a long chat after that with Benjamin and TengHui, haha it was pretty funny cause we were talking about gangsters, and then about TengHui being 'like a girl', and then about break-ups and stuff. It was pretty nice, like I said, TengHui is a talkative guy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah went home relatively early today, so I'm happy:) Watched the first episode of Wish You Were Here Again (recommended by Fong Sun). Haha yeah it's quite an okay show, shall watch more of it when I have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have loads more stuff to do. Tutorials, research for PI, designing the posters etc.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss 06v11 :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-864797712700679816?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/864797712700679816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=864797712700679816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/864797712700679816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/864797712700679816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/03/tgif.html' title='TGIF :)'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-2699309423455270846</id><published>2008-03-23T21:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T22:24:06.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sistas! and other random things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here's some of the Sistas pictures that we took eons ago. I couldn't post them up soon enough cause spastic Sherry didn't send me those photos haha. Finally got them from her today so yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-Zi7XLWigI/AAAAAAAAAbA/OKWwwM6SPEo/s1600-h/DSCN1522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180937193309768194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-Zi7XLWigI/AAAAAAAAAbA/OKWwwM6SPEo/s320/DSCN1522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-Zi63LWifI/AAAAAAAAAa4/NPHAuBLktyw/s1600-h/DSCN1529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180937184719833586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-Zi63LWifI/AAAAAAAAAa4/NPHAuBLktyw/s320/DSCN1529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-Zi63LWieI/AAAAAAAAAaw/BimlpAyHWVg/s1600-h/DSCN1581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180937184719833570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-Zi63LWieI/AAAAAAAAAaw/BimlpAyHWVg/s320/DSCN1581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-ZkKHLWikI/AAAAAAAAAbg/xzSahnzJuXU/s1600-h/DSCN1548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180938546224466498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-ZkKHLWikI/AAAAAAAAAbg/xzSahnzJuXU/s320/DSCN1548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taken during our Ikea trip last November/December :) &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://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-ZjsnLWijI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YBZVaKforIM/s1600-h/DSCN2388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180938039418325554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-ZjsnLWijI/AAAAAAAAAbY/YBZVaKforIM/s320/DSCN2388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-ZjrHLWiiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CQ_zymrk1Nk/s1600-h/DSCN2382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180938013648521762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-ZjrHLWiiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CQ_zymrk1Nk/s320/DSCN2382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taken during our outing to celebrate our dear Fei's outing :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-ZkKnLWilI/AAAAAAAAAbo/i425ZTDl0XY/s1600-h/DSCN2447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180938554814401106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-ZkKnLWilI/AAAAAAAAAbo/i425ZTDl0XY/s320/DSCN2447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken during our latest outing to celebrate Wen's birthday :D Haha didn't manage to get a group picture, and Fei and Dada didn't come anyway. Oh notice the black and white things? They're Subway cookies. Haha we're pretty ingenious eh ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE THE SISTAS :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muahaha love each and every one of you my dears :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I caught a Lvl 70 Rayquaka using an Ultra Ball, zai eh! Muahaha okay I'm being random. I'm close to finishing the Elite Four part already, Battle Frontier soon! In case you guys don't understand, I'm talking about Pokemon haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel slightly childish playing it, but the fun still outweighs everything haha. This kid came up to me to watch me play my Gameboy just now when I was out for dinner, after a while he took out his own Gameboy, and I realised he was using the Emerald Version too. Haha that shows how childish this game is, but I don't care! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh on another note, Congrats to Two Days, Sherwin/Nono/Mel's Vocal Group, Shoulders and Down and Nono/Desmond/Reuben's band for making it into the Musicfest Finals :) Great Job you guys. And to those who didn't make it into the Finals, it's the judges' loss man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha okay I got nothing else to say already. Ciao people :) &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/11074854-2699309423455270846?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/2699309423455270846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=2699309423455270846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/2699309423455270846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/2699309423455270846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/03/sistas-and-other-random-things.html' title='Sistas! and other random things.'/><author><name>May</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://bp3.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R-Zi7XLWigI/AAAAAAAAAbA/OKWwwM6SPEo/s72-c/DSCN1522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11074854.post-5403629775134290483</id><published>2008-03-23T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:22:54.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;More than Words ; Westlife&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;Is not the words&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear from you&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I want you&lt;br /&gt;Not to say, but if you only knew&lt;br /&gt;How easy it would be to show me how you feel&lt;br /&gt;More than words is all you have to do to make it real&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'd already know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if my heart was torn in two&lt;br /&gt;More than words to show you feel&lt;br /&gt;That your love for me is real&lt;br /&gt;What would you say if I took those words away&lt;br /&gt;Then you couldn't make things new&lt;br /&gt;Just by saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've tried to talk to you and make you understand&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And just reach out your hands and touch me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close don't ever let me go&lt;br /&gt;More than words is all I ever needed you to show&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'd already know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if my heart was torn in two&lt;br /&gt;More than words to show you feel&lt;br /&gt;That your love for me is real&lt;br /&gt;What would you say if I took those words away&lt;br /&gt;Then you couldn't make things new&lt;br /&gt;Just by saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than words&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-5403629775134290483?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/5403629775134290483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=5403629775134290483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5403629775134290483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/5403629775134290483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-than-words-westlife-saying-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-706518290761679404</id><published>2008-03-20T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T23:12:34.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dreaming With A Broken Heart ; John Mayer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're dreaming with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;The waking up is the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;You roll outta bed and down on your knees&lt;br /&gt;And for the moment you can hardly breathe&lt;br /&gt;Wondering was she really here?&lt;br /&gt;Is she standing in my room?&lt;br /&gt;No she's not, 'cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're dreaming with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;The giving up is the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;She takes you in with your crying eyes&lt;br /&gt;Then all at once you have to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Wondering could you stay my love?&lt;br /&gt;Will you wake up by my side?&lt;br /&gt;No she can't, 'cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?&lt;br /&gt;Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?&lt;br /&gt;Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?&lt;br /&gt;Baby would you get them if i did?&lt;br /&gt;No you won't, 'cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're dreaming with a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;The waking up is the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beautiful song, and I didn't copy Yiliang okay, I was the one who sent him the song. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He just posted it up earlier than me. Tsk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-706518290761679404?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/706518290761679404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=706518290761679404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/706518290761679404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/706518290761679404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/03/dreaming-with-broken-heart-john-mayer.html' title=''/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-4406740070982274830</id><published>2008-03-20T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T01:26:39.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts Day etc.</title><content type='html'>So, today was a slack day!&lt;br /&gt;Maths lecture in the morning and I was talking throughout the whole thing with TengHui haha. It was kinda fun though, talking about all the CO/Choir things and about how his grandma was a gangster before etc haha! I think TengHui is really talkative for a guy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were supposed to have PE afterwards, but Mr Seet cancelled it, so went up the tree house with some class people. Haha Jia Min helped me to evolve my Kadabra and Alakazam, and he gave me Feebas too yay:) That makes my pokemon experience so much more exciting now heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and after that, Arts day started. I think The Danger Show was really retarded and full of crap. They made us sit outside at the Parade Square when the sun was was strong, I was practically dying under the sunlight, PLUS the sun was shining from one side, so I was like, tanning HALF of my face! Argh, uneven tanning! Rah nvm shan't bother to talk about it anymore, that show was just plain lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Year One practice after that. I think we sucked in LT AVA, so was feeling kinda sad cause we sounded fine in the concourse during the holidays. Well it turns out that LT AVA has bad acoustics =/ Feedback from the Year Twos was that we sounded fine(during the performance itself), so that's good heh! Yay great job Year Ones :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roamed around after that with some of the Year Twos. We were watching Stellastory and totally going gaga over the keyboardist with the bandana. Haha he is totally hot omg, but too bad he's married(or so we think) haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to find S34 people after that. And so I found some of them in the Hall. I think it was prettaye fun in the hall cause the bands were okay, as in at least they could create a bit of the atmosphere. The second one was good haha, can't remember what that band's called. I like some of their songs haha :) Oh and the Lead Singer has a good voice, and HE'S CUTE TOO omg haha! I'm totally going gaga over those guys heh! BUT, that's just for today haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Choir after that. Well I was pretty down cause I was feeling very tired, plus I couldnt sing properly because my back muscles were aching. Luckily, choir ended early so I had some time to rest. Went for Exco interview after that.. it was fine I guess haha, they were being really serious though so it was a tad scary haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat around with Wan Ping and Pocks after that and chatted a bit while waiting for everyone to be done with their own things. Haha it was quite nice chatting with them aww haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone was done, went with some of the McMuggers to have dinner. I must say it was really fun haha. We were all chatting about random stuff and jumping from one topic to the other haha. Laughed a lot too so that's great :) Had a lot of fun today with them haha yay.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I think Novabelle's sick, Get Well Soon yeah? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I heard things today that made me go o.O&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/span&gt;^&amp;amp;*!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad for you sigh.&lt;br /&gt;And you, stop being a bitch rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-4406740070982274830?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/4406740070982274830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=4406740070982274830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4406740070982274830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/4406740070982274830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/03/arts-day-etc.html' title='Arts Day etc.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-8720462876418481533</id><published>2008-03-17T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:43:29.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir People :)</title><content type='html'>I really think I'm very lucky to have entered choir and gotten to know all these awesome choir people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Year Ones for all the support and love and encouragement that you all have been giving me. I really really am very thankful for everything. Thanks for always being there for me:)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Rhoda for being there, it's been 4 years! :) Haha and there's still more to come. Thank you my dear :)&lt;br /&gt;And Twinny! Thank you so much for all your encouragement and understanding too:)&lt;br /&gt;And all the rest of you; Cedric, Pocks, KaSheng, Angel Zhi Yang, Steven, Abel, Philip, thank you all too.&lt;br /&gt;I really love all of you very much, and I think I'm the luckiest person to have gotten to know this batch of fantastic people. I'm sorry for making you guys worry all the time okay? I'll be fine soon, thank you all for helping me through this rough patch. And don't worry okay, I wasn't crying cause I miss the Year Threes! You all are more than enough for me! Haha okay not that I don't love the Year Threes too but you all are not any lousier than them okay:) I think words really cannot express how grateful I am that I got to know all of you. There's still about, 1 3/4 years ahead, hope our friendship will last long and strong:) Oh and of course, I'm not forgetting all the other potential good friends that I can make in this Year One batch:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R96BZIwgcsI/AAAAAAAAAag/sYkNfgPvHi4/s1600-h/DSC08548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178718890370298562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ljYsvBBzpcw/R96BZIwgcsI/AAAAAAAAAag/sYkNfgPvHi4/s320/DSC08548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not everyone's here though haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there's this bunch of Year Twos that have always been there for me for the longest time. Thank you Isabelle my dearest Senior:) Thanks for always being there to give me a hug when I need one, and for lending me a listening ear :)&lt;br /&gt;And also, a whole lot of people that I'm too lazy to list out, like Sherwin, Melodie, HoHo etc.  I'm just really thankful to have gotten to know all of you, because you all are really wonderful people. Haha thanks for welcoming me into your batch last year:) And of course, I'm really glad to have gotten to know a few more Year Twos better this year, like Novabelle, ChingChieh, Lix etc:) Haha I'm gonna treasure each and every one of you Year Twos, you all rock :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one last thing,&lt;br /&gt;LAYLIN SAO,&lt;br /&gt;May always always always loves you okay? Even though sometimes we might not talk very often, but I've never forgotten our friendship. Thanks for giving me a hug today, it meant a lot to me. And I really hope to get a chance to talk properly to you, cause I really miss you haha. I'm always here alright, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah anyway I really feel quite bad that I made everyone worried. I'll be fine eventually okay? Thank you all for caring, I really really really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;Yay Choir people rock :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'这种人，不值得!'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-8720462876418481533?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/8720462876418481533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=8720462876418481533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8720462876418481533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/8720462876418481533'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how everything's gonna go.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't even think about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-1397860869562609029?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/1397860869562609029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=1397860869562609029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1397860869562609029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/1397860869562609029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/03/nervous.html' title='Nervous.'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-385296674629599761</id><published>2008-03-16T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T01:06:25.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes,</title><content type='html'>I think both of you are using me.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm stupidly allowing you two to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-385296674629599761?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/385296674629599761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11074854&amp;postID=385296674629599761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/385296674629599761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11074854/posts/default/385296674629599761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/2008/03/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes,'/><author><name>May</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-11074854.post-671775556941663700</id><published>2008-03-15T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:10:29.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;逃亡 ； 孙燕姿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;踩著月光&lt;br /&gt;打开车窗&lt;br /&gt;离开这城市&lt;br /&gt;想找个解放&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一路开往&lt;br /&gt;最高那一座山&lt;br /&gt;孤单的想像&lt;br /&gt;寂寞的逃亡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想是偶尔难免沮丧&lt;br /&gt;想离开想躲起来&lt;br /&gt;心里的期待&lt;br /&gt;总是填不满&lt;br /&gt;我看著山下千万的窗&lt;br /&gt;谁不曾感到失望&lt;br /&gt;就算会彷徨&lt;br /&gt;也还要去闯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;关于未来&lt;br /&gt;只有自己明白&lt;br /&gt;不想让心情&lt;br /&gt;被现实打败&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一路开往&lt;br /&gt;最高那一座山&lt;br /&gt;孤单的想像&lt;br /&gt;寂寞的逃亡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我站在靠近天的顶端&lt;br /&gt;张开手全部释放&lt;br /&gt;用月光取暖&lt;br /&gt;给自己力量&lt;br /&gt;才发现关于梦的答案&lt;br /&gt;一直在自己手上&lt;br /&gt;只有自己&lt;br /&gt;能让自己发光&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11074854-671775556941663700?l=maysings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maysings.blogspot.com/feeds/671775556941663700/comments/default' title='Post 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