<?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-1256517559085885322</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:13:27.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't Bulletproof</title><subtitle type='html'>I told you I'm not bulletproof, now you know.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>457</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-488301553968932492</id><published>2010-08-20T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T22:59:20.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"So I never have to worry what tomorrow will bring,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...'cos my faith is on solid rock, I'm counting on God."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No DPA offers so far but kind of expected it hahahaha. Hm my interview was rather average and I didn't even hand up the personal statement I spend hours typing out LOL. But yup, relatively good experience nevertheless.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I feel more pumped up for 'O' levels!! Planning to focus on my maths and sciences (EM/AM/Phy/Chem) and push them up to an A. Not impossible! And if I can get these 4 subjects to get a minimum of an A2, then plus my English grade, my L1R4 aggregate = swee x10000 hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, praise God nevertheless. :) Zone service and 1040 movie screening tomorrow, then service as usual on Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, will be planning out a timetable for myself to diligently stick to. Less than 70 days to 'O' levels already, go Gen go~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-488301553968932492?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/488301553968932492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=488301553968932492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/488301553968932492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/488301553968932492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-i-never-have-to-worry-what-tomorrow.html' title='&quot;So I never have to worry what tomorrow will bring,&quot;'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-60041590384134945</id><published>2010-07-20T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T18:11:27.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY SHORTLISTED FOR AN INTERVIEW FOR DPA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I GOT SHORTLISTED FOR AN INTERVIEW FOR THE DPA COURSE I APPLIED FOR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy lah hahahahahahhahahahahahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interview's on Tuesday, 3 August @ 3PM, Singapore Poly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL THE BEST TO ME! Hehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The rainbows in the sky to show God's promises are true," ~ &lt;i&gt;Rainbow&lt;/i&gt;, Hillsong Kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-60041590384134945?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/60041590384134945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=60041590384134945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/60041590384134945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/60041590384134945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/07/yay-shortlisted-for-interview-for-dpa.html' title='YAY SHORTLISTED FOR AN INTERVIEW FOR DPA!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-4842919414419055584</id><published>2010-07-09T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T00:19:07.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so excited it's hard for me to sit still.</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I blogged just to say that I've already submitted my application for DPA. I am so excited to know the outcome, but it's 42 days away. I'm counting down! Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the best for the others applying for DPA/DSA too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Countdown:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42 days to 20 August - DPA acceptance period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;108 days to 25 October - First O Level paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;126 days to 12 November - Last O Level paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WITH LOVE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genevieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-4842919414419055584?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/4842919414419055584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=4842919414419055584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4842919414419055584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4842919414419055584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-so-excited-its-hard-for-me-to-sit.html' title='I&apos;m so excited it&apos;s hard for me to sit still.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-5138279243188058572</id><published>2010-07-07T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T22:37:04.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DPA for me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ONE MORE DAY TO THE START OF DPA APPLICATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*excited*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diploma in Integrated Events and Project Management @ Singapore Poly, here I come!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and today marks me + Yvonne + Felicia's 2nd year anniversary. And tomorrow is Yvonne's birthday too! We'll be having dinner together + Bev after school to celebrate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Important dates to remember:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 July ~ 13 July - DPA application&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14 July ~ 19 August - Selection period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 August ~ 25 August - Acceptance period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I AM SO EXCITED!&lt;/b&gt; Hahahaha. Until then, I guess I'll be studying and everything. As per normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite day of the week is officially Sunday. And I will be doing up a list of things I wanna do after 'O's! Soon. Mwahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the days pass by I realise how much I've grown over the years. And I also realise that there's just so much more than what we thought &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt; have been. The possibilities out there outweigh even the very limits of our vision/imagination. That's why every day I pray for more and more vision. As well as mercy, grace, goodness and favour. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Good luck to everyone else applying for DPA/DSA. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-5138279243188058572?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/5138279243188058572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=5138279243188058572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5138279243188058572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5138279243188058572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/07/dpa-for-me.html' title='DPA for me!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-7337372834952682092</id><published>2010-06-27T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T02:24:54.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough times never last; tough men do.</title><content type='html'>I thought the holidays were great. And I actually kind of feel sad that it's gonna be all over so soon. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still got 5 essays to complete argh. Productivity is too slow so I need to make it a point to be more efficient when I get back to school on Monday. Oh and, I saw my new timetable last night. Still as chiong sua as ever!! All days still end at 3pm every day except for Tuesdays and Fridays arghh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And 'O' levels is like 4 months away oh noooo. All the more gotta buck up for ALL my subjects because apparently I'm scoring like, an average of B's and since a grade is just 5 marks away I need to strategise well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What has happened since my last proper update?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From 20th to 23rd June I was away @ Ubin for Redshirt camp (aka Student Leadership Training Camp, SLTC) to help out. It was really, really enjoyable despite all the discomforts we had to endure. A lot of really epic stuff also happened! We BBQ-ed hotdogs while campers had their lights out. What a great way to enjoy the outdoors. :) I remember how me and Yvonne couldn't sleep at all during the first night because a bunch of Sec 3 guys (Redshirts, not campers) kept talking really loudly! About World Cup some more!! *faint*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then during the second day me and Yvonne weren't assigned to anything much during the day so we went around trying out the teacher's hammocks (SHIOK I TELL YOU, makes me so compelled to get my own hammock and sleep on it at home ahahahahah), chatting with Felicia, Roy and Kelvin How at the pavilion by the sea. Can also remember the stupid joke between me and Yvonne that resulted in us creating a brand new dance for the camper's mass dance! I thought that was really epic hahaha. And how we had to be on 'instructor mode' in front of the campers and then don't smile at all hahahahaha (although when me, Felicia and Betty were teaching the mass dance we honestly found it impossible to not laugh because the dance was so retarded! YET I LIKE IT).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I came home with like, a gazillion bites from both sandflies and mosquitoes!! Grrrr. Looking at all of them made me so stressed out (what if they left behind scars?!?!?) that my hair would've fallen off like 200% more than before. :( Oh well. And now, about 4 days after I finished the camp the bites all look so much better than before, albeit still rather ugly imho. And I thought I only got like, less than 5 sandfly bites?! Turns out that as the days pass the mosquito bites all recover sooner and hence leave behind the more stubborn sandfly bites. And I've like a lot of them argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Helpful advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; The next time you enter any environment like Ubin's, kindly don't pack just any random mosquito/insect repellent. If you're using the brand "Off!" THEN ALL THE MORE DON'T USE IT! It attracts sandflies even more. Kindly purchase repellents that are high in concentration in DEET. I know Off! Woods (or something liddat) is good but it's expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...but if you ask me, it's usually well worth the money (especially if you are a girl!!) if you don't wanna get these sandfly bites! And in huge quantities like me too. You will feel major stressed over worrying if they'd leave behind stubborn scars. 'Cos now my leg like quite cui. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway that aside, &lt;b&gt;here's a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; big &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;congratulations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to the new batch of Redshirts!&lt;/b&gt; *standing ovation*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU SURVIVED THE CAMP. &lt;/b&gt;You guys well deserve the red shirt because you've fought on til the end of the camp, no matter how tough everything was. You endured and persevered as a team even throughout the hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of push-ups/sit-ups/sky stampers. That camp's the reason why there's always a certain sort of pride/honour in being a Redshirt, other than being able to have another platform to truly serve and lead the school. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My only encouragement to you all is to continue to prove that you're truly worthy of this shirt you've painstakingly earned. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cos the last thing I wanna see is people stumbling and then end up losing their shirts due to a moment of folly. Don't let the lack of leadership even over your own lives put everything you've experienced in the camp go to waste. Remember, as student leaders you are the role models of the school. Be of good character. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok nagging stops here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the camp officially ended on Wednesday. &lt;b&gt;Then I met Yvonne and Nick at Marina Square for lunch @ Yuki Yaki on Thursday!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some Jap steamboat + bbq house, they even got DIY ice-cream!! Good food, good fun. After that went to Peninsular. Yvonne checked for her guitar capo while Nick bought his ankle guards (at only $2!!). Then Nick once mentioned that at the top floor there was this heavy metal shop + a witchcraft shop which I was really curious in checking out, so Nick brought us there. I have absolutely no comments about the witchcraft and heavy metal stores. Just a little bit disturbed on the inside because both are on occultism. Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, went to MRT station where Nick left for home. Me and Yvonne then spontaneously decided to head to Bras Besar when we were already past the MRT gantries (we could've easily walked from City Hall to Bras Besar) so we just took the train to Bugis and walked from there. Checked out Swee Lee and Rankings for Yvonne's guitar capo but all the average/above average quality capos exceeded her initial budget for the day! Oh and we also decided that one day we shall go work part-time at Tecman LOL. Like cool only uh!! Hopefully can have staff benefits too because I love reading and Tecman has so many shelves of books! Heehehehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to do homework at Yvonne's house til 7pm or later before heading home but mummy wanted me home early so I dropped the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday, had lunch with Yvonne at Tampines! Then I pei her go Snip Avenue to get her hair cut. We waited for a whole 1 and half hours okay!! And Yvonne wasn't very satisfied with her hair cut too but just today she went for a second haircut and she's much happier SO ANYWAY. After that, headed to the Tampines Regional Library nearby to do homework.  Finished up only one essay but oh well. By then it was quite late already so we headed home. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was the last day of Ignite 2010! Lazy to type everything all out, but God's moving in the people's hearts like He always does. :) Great conferences, great workshops, great people, great experience. Definitely would wanna go for Ignite again next year! Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay it's like, 2.15AM now. I should get to sleep. Church tomorrow, shall remember to head straight home after that and sleep early before heading back to school on Monday. :) I miss wearing the uniform already hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-7337372834952682092?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/7337372834952682092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=7337372834952682092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7337372834952682092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7337372834952682092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/06/tough-times-never-last-tough-men-do.html' title='Tough times never last; tough men do.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-5178785073554413905</id><published>2010-06-19T03:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T03:22:09.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's not be self-centered anymore.</title><content type='html'>Just as I was doing my quiet time and saying a short prayer before I head to sleep (it's 3AM now) I felt the Lord place the image/vision in my head and I just felt so, so compelled to blog about it immediately.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am gonna make this a short and sweet one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the vision I saw many people on the streets, except that they had heads that resembled padlocks. And they were just walking about doing... nothing. Just walking about. And in my hands I saw a key, and I realise that this was the same key that's gonna unlock every padlock walking about in the streets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I unlocked one person's padlock I saw chains being loosened and people free from bondage and sin. And they were so happy and light they could've floated/flown all the way up to the skies, and the others whose padlocks were left unlocked were so weary and heavy that they would've been the first to sink way down to the center of the earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We know if we're one of those who have been 'unlocked' or not. But I just wanna say here, that if you know you have been set free then you, just like me, possess a duplicate of this key that can unlock everyone else too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this key is none other than our gospel - the good news. The people walking about in chains/locks can be easily set free or unlocked by just anybody else. But will you be the one making &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; difference? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or are you just going to stand there with the key in your hands, watch revival unfold and not be a part of it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-5178785073554413905?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/5178785073554413905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=5178785073554413905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5178785073554413905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5178785073554413905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/06/lets-not-be-self-centered-anymore.html' title='Let&apos;s not be self-centered anymore.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-2437364022114719783</id><published>2010-06-15T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T02:04:09.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2nd time @ Seoul Garden.</title><content type='html'>Had Seoul Garden with Cuixia, Yvonne, Felicia and Beverly todayyyy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like very long never see Bev also lor. Haha! Was supposed to meet them at the bus stop opposite Downtown East @ 11.45am but didn't keep track of time and left the house at 11.43am LOL. But mummy and daddy were off to work so I got them to drive and drop me off at the bus stop, and I was more or less on time. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to arcade to play DDR but the machine didn't have the battle mode I was looking for. Didn't like its gameplay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then headed to Seoul Garden at Ehub at about 12.15pm? &lt;b&gt;WE WAITED ONE WHOLE HOUR LOL.&lt;/b&gt; Because they had a full house and people eat mad slowly there. Went in only at 1.15pm. And there was this girl inside whom we noticed while waiting outside... she kept staring at us. And me and Felicia suspected that she purposely ate slower (c'mon who eats ice-cream and leaves the stupid spoon in their mouth for a whole 10 seconds?) to piss us off grrr. We weren't even staring at her, all we did was look inside and try to spot who was having dessert because that would mean that they would be leaving soon. And we spotted her. That's all. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No doubt I was annoyed and, for a few moments, initially wanted to stare back and see how long she could keep her eyes on me because like honestly... she was seriously staring. But my self-discipline kicked in so I refrained because I still wanna learn to love the unlovable. *forced smile*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate all the way until 3.15pm. 2 whole hours!! We were so so so full. Even right now, it's 9.50pm and I haven't eaten dinner. And I have no appetite for it too! Hahaha. Overall, the food was good but you had to order via some computer screen... and when the meats all came we didn't know which was which lor! Hahaha. Selection was also lesser as compared to the branch at Tampines. I prefer the one at Tampines because there's even spaghetti there! And if you wanna get your soft drinks you can mix the different sodas together, which I enjoy doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After eating, went to arcade to play some more. Then while Felly and Bev went home, me and Yvonne went to Cuixia's house! To kill time because it was only 4pm++ and we had to meet Marc at 6pm+ to plan for cell this Saturday, as told by Nick. Played Cuixia's iTouch while Cuixia and Yvonne played guitar. Cuixia's youngest sister (7 years old only!) so cute lor, haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left her house with Yvonne at about 6.20pm, reached White Sands Burger King at 6.35pm sharp (was told to be there at 6.35pm ma LOL). Bumped into Weeshan too! Hahaha. Discussed and made plans for Saturday if Suyu + Jieralyn + Stella comes. :) Left at about 7.30pm, then took the bus home. End of day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, am gonna finish at least 2 social studies essays and then maybe go out with Marc, Yvonne, Vivian and don't know who else for a movie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;edit (2AM):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy said I couldn't go out for the movie date tomorrow evening, SIGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well since I'll be having a day all to myself tomorrow then I guess I shall finish 5 (out of 10) essays tomorrow then. Need to be hardworking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-2437364022114719783?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/2437364022114719783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=2437364022114719783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2437364022114719783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2437364022114719783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-2nd-time-seoul-garden.html' title='My 2nd time @ Seoul Garden.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-2350871561655107463</id><published>2010-06-14T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:06:25.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June never felt this relaxing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hiiiiiiii everyone! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally decided to post something substantial (or maybe not) since it's the holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I am mad glad that the pace just slowed down. More time to myself, even though I still need to juggle studies and exercise my brain. I kind of miss how it feels like to spend so long just typing away on this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my first and second week of the June holidays were filled with classes! And during the second week I went for zone camp 2010, aka &lt;b&gt;Camp Fearless&lt;/b&gt;! And praise God that I went because not only was it such an awesome camp (kudos to camp comm!) I actually was facing parental objection from the beginning, since a month before this camp. But in less than 48 hours before the start of camp on 8th June, my dad just relented and let me go for camp (except that I cannot stay overnight but it's okay). God is so faithful, amen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/33a6rgg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;TEAM &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;GUTSY&lt;/span&gt;, FTW! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Gutsy was a relatively small team (others had an average of 7 members), I'm glad nevertheless.&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;This picture was taken after the amazing race on Day 2.&lt;/b&gt; Super xiong lah, first station we already kena Thiam Siang's/Weijie's station. Need to place a clove of raw garlic in your mouth, plus ENO powder (which produces bubbles upon contact with water) and a raw egg. Then faster run around a lamp post 10 times before climbing onto the playground and doing 5 jumping jacks. Then faster go down the slide and stand on some platform and jump 5 times. Then crawl through some little window thing at the playground before spitting it all out into a bottle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there was a netting over the bottle mouth so if you want your contents to go in, you gotta chew your garlic and 'burst' the raw egg yolk. Disgusting max, most of us campers like wanna gag the moment we think about it ahahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd station was charades, except that all of us had to walk an excruciating long path of those really sharp pebbles and stones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd station required us to retrieve a marble inside a pail filled with either &lt;i&gt;A) used/expired food&lt;/i&gt; or B&lt;i&gt;) baby catfish + tadpoles + frogs&lt;/i&gt;. Pail A was worth 100 points while Pail B was 300 points though so all of us did the latter. PERSONALLY, I think Pail A is actually more disgusting LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th station was having to eat 2 whole apples hanging in the air at different heights. The higher it is the more points it's worth. Gotta do it with any part of your body except for your face. And the apples were covered in oil and wasabi. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5th station was using only our mouths to retrieve mentos/tictacs/soyabeans from flour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6th station = most cui for me. 2 people had to hold a plastic sheet and stand at the bottom of the slope while the rest at the top throws tomatoes for them to catch. After that, we gotta use our butts to squash the tomatoes and transfer its juice into this container. AND THEN WE HAD TO DRINK IT ALL UP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drank a little and I gagged super badly. Rosemary and Lilian said it was nice though, and I cannot see why. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camp aside, last Friday I met up with Stella and Suyu for a day out together! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad Jieralyn and Yvonne couldn't make it though! We had lunch together before playing at the arcade at Tampines Mall together. We played DDR until we perspire lah, and it's super fun lor HAHAHA. Battle mode + mad fast songs. (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, went to basement to buy more food, then went to Tampines 1 for Each A Cup.&lt;br /&gt;Then took bus home together. Super fun getting to know these two better, they very cute lor!! Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, went to Suntec with cell group and Wendy for porridge lunch buffet! &lt;/b&gt;I like! Only $12.80 too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up at about 12 noon and ate and ate and ate and ate a lot as I usually do at buffets/table bbqs, and after that we all went window shopping together. Haha! Then had Each A Cup before we all went out separate ways at nearly 3pm. Me, Cuixia, Yvonne and Joelyn went to City Link MPH to find Lilian and, oh my gosh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;MPH CITY LINK IS HAVING A &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;90% OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SALE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*dies from happiness*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO MANY BOOKS AND NOVELS UNDER $10 LOR. Ok wait no, lemme correct myself. A LOT OF BOOKS AND NOVELS UNDER $5!!!!! There were books priced at like $2 or $3, or even a set of 2 books for just $8 when its usual price could've been like, $30 or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I couldn't afford to splurge on books (even though I super badly want to!!) so I left that place with a vow in my heart that after my O levels I shall relive my hobby of reading. For now, the only books I shall stay dedicated to are my textbooks/TYS. *indignant*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest decided to go to Far East but for reasons unknown the soles of my feet were already feeling sore so I took the train home instead. Slack at home for the rest of the day ahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's Monday and I had Amath remedials this morning from 8.30am to 10.30am. Then headed to East Point where I met Yvonne at noon. Had KFC for lunch before taking the bus to Felicia's place to study. :) Went to the study room that Felicia booked in her condo for us to use. Instead of studying we ended up playing guitar/singing!! Hahahahaha. All praise/worship songs too. By 3pm, we had to vacate the room so we went to the cafeteria to tapao early dinner and headed to the playground to makan and chit chat. *coughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;OH OH OH AND ME AND YVONNE DID AN ACOUSTIC COVER TOO! &lt;/b&gt;Shout to the Lord by Chris Tomlin. Yvonne played guitar while I sang along with her. :) It's on Facebook so you can jolly well look for the video yourself. I'm not very satisfied with it LOL but it'd do. It was just for fun anyway. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then boarded the bus and home sweet home. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, will be having Seoul Garden with Felicia, Cuixia and Yvonne! &lt;b&gt;ME CANNOT WAIT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then got a challenge from Felly to DDR battle mode + mad fast songs mwahahahahaha prepare man Felicia LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday is booked for Amath remedials again although I don't know what time. And from this coming Sunday to the next Thursday I will be joining the Sec 2s for SLTC yay! Helping out but I wanna attend all the days of camp nevertheless, hahaha. Excited for campfire night, hehehehehe. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Saturday after that is booked for the IGNITE conference at Cornerstone. $20 for a day's pass and $35 for 2 days, but I guess it's worth the money because the conferences are really powerpacked one! Hahaha. Cell going for the Saturday session. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a busy holiday. But a break nevertheless hahaha. Oh, I so can't wait to get O levels over and done with. I'd kiss so many things goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here's a picture of the cutest dog ever seen to end off this post:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2dglsm8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;KTHXBAIGAIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-2350871561655107463?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/2350871561655107463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=2350871561655107463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2350871561655107463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2350871561655107463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-never-felt-this-relaxing.html' title='June never felt this relaxing.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/33a6rgg_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-4258756069811438477</id><published>2010-05-24T15:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T16:31:22.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus of the year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/3zebc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi guys. In case you haven't noticed, I'm on a hiatus and I doubt I'll be coming back to blog very often.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life was pretty alright until recently. A lot of nonsense just cropped up recently but like the saying goes, "When life brings you down on your knees, that is the perfect position to pray." I believe in answered prayer. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; But I am trusting you, O Lord,&lt;br /&gt;   saying, “You are my God!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; My future is in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;   Rescue me from those who hunt me down relentlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; Let your favor shine on your servant.&lt;br /&gt;   In your unfailing love, rescue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;~ Psalms 31&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll see you guys after 'O's. :D&lt;/b&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/1256517559085885322-4258756069811438477?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/4258756069811438477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=4258756069811438477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4258756069811438477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4258756069811438477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/05/hiatus-of-year.html' title='Hiatus of the year.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/3zebc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-6183228198188144318</id><published>2010-04-05T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T00:07:40.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's bridges.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Last night, I was just letting many things run through my mind as I drifted off to sleep.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was kept awake for at least half an hour or more because a sudden realization hit me. It sort of started when I remembered the extremely clichéd saying, &lt;i&gt;"Cry a river, build a bridge, then get over it."&lt;/i&gt; I saw it somewhere once and I never forgot it since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past, this is how I'd picture it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, when faced with a setback that's not easy overcoming and you really cannot take it anymore, you cry. Like heartbreak lah. Once you're done feeling sad and sorry for yourself, you stand back up on your feet again and recover! You recuperate! That's awesome. You've built that 'bridge' for yourself. Then you just need to muster whatever courage you've got to get over that bridge and you've finally and successfully left behind whatever reasons you used to have to feel down. Easy, ain't it? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, as time passed by I also came to know that all that is easier said than done lah but that's not the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, an entirely different image came to mind and I was sort of slightly surprised at it. This was what I pictured:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When faced with similar problems like heartbreak and whatnot, we cry, be it at the altar or by ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;But once we're done crying, what's next?&lt;/i&gt; We Christians would then, I assume, look towards the Cross. We seek guidance, truth and wisdom in God's Word/talking to our leaders in church/in prayer. After crying a river we stop to look up and see a bridge built across our tears. The bridge is already there for us to take that step of faith to cross over. And right there and then, &lt;i&gt;I could picture God standing over at the other side of the bridge saying, "My child, come to me. Come to me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that many of us, young Christians especially, sometimes &lt;b&gt;1) get too emotional and caught up in crying that we don't acknowledge the way out (the bridge) that God has &lt;i&gt;provided&lt;/i&gt; for our problems,&lt;/b&gt; and/or &lt;b&gt;2) we just won't 'get over' that bridge.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just last night the phrase, &lt;i&gt;"get over it"&lt;/i&gt; was repeatedly running through my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes we just feel so obstructed whenever we deal with problems like these. We find it so hard to 'get over it'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But last night it dawned upon me that if we cannot get over these bridges then we definitely won't be able to come closer to God. That same bridge will forever be standing in between you and God. &lt;i&gt;Like that how to grow in God?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier this evening I had a talk with Shuenjin and I told him all the above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him that there were also different kinds of bridges that we got to overcome. Some bridges are made of concrete and stone and will never collapse in ten thousand years. For the less fortunate we may be presented with precarious-looking bridges that would seem to collapse under your very feet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then Shuenjin brought up a good point:&lt;/b&gt; What if we fall, won't we drown in our own tears?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought about it for a while and then I was reminded of the story of Jesus walking on water in the book of Matthew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus appeared before his disciples while they were out to sea in the middle of a storm. Jesus was walking on water and his disciples thought they were seeing a ghost. One of them, Peter, said, "Lord, if it's you, tell me to come to you on the water." So Jesus invites Peter to come. Peter gets out of the boat and begins walking on the water toward Jesus, but when Peter takes his eyes off Jesus and sees the wind and waves, he begins to sink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like what Marc had mentioned last year during combined cell, sometimes we let the devil make use of our fears to instill even greater fear in us that&lt;i&gt; we take our eyes off Jesus&lt;/i&gt;, like what Peter did. And then we sink, or in the bridge analogy, we fall from the bridge and land in our tears. We might even just find ourselves back at square one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was rather enlightened as all that came rushing through my mind last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bottom-line:&lt;/b&gt; Just as long as we keep our eyes on Jesus/God, we will definitely overcome the bridges in our lives. I believe that just as long as we have faith, we won't fall back to square one because God just isn't that sadistic. He won't tell you to come to Him and then let you fall, will he? Yet I reflect on my own life last night and I can see several aspects in my life that God would probably scream, "GET OVER IT!" at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;But God doesn't do that. &lt;/i&gt;He just patiently waits at the other side of the bridge because it has to be our own individual effort in order to overcome challenges in life. And even though many times I've failed Him by choosing to stay at my own side of the bridge, or even by losing sight of Jesus along the way, God still remains faithful. He still waits. Even when I backslided for a year and a half, God still waited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I just cannot help but marvel at the vastness of His mercy and grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-6183228198188144318?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/6183228198188144318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=6183228198188144318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/6183228198188144318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/6183228198188144318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/04/gods-bridges.html' title='God&apos;s bridges.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-570478481083213738</id><published>2010-03-30T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T17:21:50.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E-learning Day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;For the people who wished they knew my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kz090mrnVM1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;...HERE YOU GO! Hahahahhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cross-section with labels some more, don't play play. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;E-learning today.&lt;/b&gt; Only Sec 4s and 5s were in school today, feels awesome! School so quiet and nice hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept only during homeroom today. Not bad eh haha. Had PE, supposed to run 2.4km as practise, but I wasn't ready to push myself to pass this morning... Supposed to run two rounds but me and Bev only ran half a round and walked the rest. Even sat down at the bus stop to delay time because we knew that working ourselves out would be mad unnecessary lah! Didn't even start the 2nd round, headed back to school because time was up. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recess was even more awesome because there were significantly lesser people! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was more and more lessons... completed most of my homework, today I only brought home my physics file so I can paste reinforcement rings on them + past year's physics worksheets to archive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classmates who were taking biology had biology SPA 2, and clique had CCA that afternoon. Went straight home alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's gonna be mad slack for me! Pity the juniors who needn't go to school today YET get homework of literally every single subject. DON'T WORRY IT'D BE YOUR TURN SOON TO BE SEC 4! Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I mentioned before that I really can't wait to get 'O' levels over and done with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-570478481083213738?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/570478481083213738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=570478481083213738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/570478481083213738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/570478481083213738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-learning-day.html' title='E-learning Day~'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-1670921925332641553</id><published>2010-03-29T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:26:17.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion for Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kz2gq4OavD1qav92co1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The one that is meant for us is going to be the hardest to get, the hardest to keep, and the hardest to accept because through all that the love will grow stronger. Love wasn't made to be easy, otherwise we wouldn’t end up with the right person. We would end up with the first one who comes along. By struggling we single out the wrong ones and realize who really is the one."&lt;i&gt; ~ Eletheowl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Long day. &lt;/b&gt;Today I didn't sleep in school at all except during homeroom (no teacher) and Chemistry, the last period.&lt;div&gt;No teacher as well. Hahaha. Today I was a more focused person, and I'm actually really pleased with myself. Finally am making significant improvement in catching up on my Amaths (no thanks to Mr Ang zzz).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends had CCA so I went straight home after school ended @ 3pm. Initially wanted to stay in school to do work and revise some more, but somehow I just felt mad lethargic so I went home. Thought of sleeping the whole day because I was that&lt;i&gt; tired&lt;/i&gt;, but I didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead, I made myself a late lunch at home. Found bits of stuff to cook here and there. So pleased with myself hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know why but today there's been a lot of frustration in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I liked how focused I was in class today, beneath all that I felt really frustrated with myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maybe that was why I was so focused today?&lt;/i&gt; It could be the frustration that I've yet to really buck up in catching up in Amaths, that I've yet to quit being lazy, that I've yet to really make some significant change in my attitude towards work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But being driven by such an emotion still doesn't feel good at the end of the day, no matter how productive I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got home, I just shut myself in my room and the first thing I subconsciously grabbed from the bookshelf was my bible. Plopped down on my bed and I just sang (shouted?) my heart out, and it was all songs of worship. Got to admit that it's a much better alternative than screaming at people/redundant objects hahaha. It took away much of my frustration. Prayed for inner peace, guidance, wisdom and whatnot. Read a chapter in the bible before leaving my room to resume my daily schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left my room feeling so free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes we Christians tend to forget that in times of such frustration and need of comfort, the Word of God and His presence will always be able to bring such peace. Over the weekends I've learnt so much and even though there will always be moments where you just feel so sian of everything, all we need is to find rest in God like never before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because God's love is unfailing. He can't get anymore real than that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/s:&lt;/b&gt; On Good Friday, am gonna go watch &lt;i&gt;Passion For Christ&lt;/i&gt; with Coralites in prayer group!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue is either @ Ivan's, Jekee's or my house. Nick screened the crucification scene of Jesus during cell last Saturday and I was crying throughout. I never knew Jesus died in such injustice. If our plan for Friday goes smoothly, I am sure God will move so mightily and the people in our prayer group will get ignited once more with passion for Christ. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/p/s:&lt;/b&gt; We won Zhonghua Sec's senior team (we won their junior team in the first round) last Friday night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha very tense that night because it was a fight for pride. The opposing team confirm want to kill us because we won them before, yet if we lose we'd lose our pride. It was a good debate. I enjoyed it. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-1670921925332641553?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/1670921925332641553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=1670921925332641553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1670921925332641553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1670921925332641553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/passion-for-christ.html' title='Passion for Christ'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-4640532115748174974</id><published>2010-03-25T20:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:38:36.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicia's 16th birthday surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzm9aooHFL1qav92co1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Don’t be flattered that he misses you. He should miss you. You’re deeply missable. However, he’s still the same person who just broke your heart. Remember, the only reason he can miss you is because he’s choosing, every day, not to be with you." &lt;i&gt;~ Eletheowl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Hello alllllll! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I've got a few things to blog about today before I sleep. (:&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday, it was &lt;b&gt;Felicia&lt;/b&gt;'s birthday!! *cheer* Me, Yvonne, Beverly and Cuixia devised and carried out a plan to surprise her that day it was an awesome success!!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently Felicia has been telling us NOT to give her any surprises or what on her birthday so on Tuesday we acted normally lor. Yvonne haven't bought present for Felly yet whereas Beverly &lt;i&gt;handmade&lt;/i&gt; a 3D heart figurine (took her 3 days to do) with their photos pasted on it, except that she didn't bring it to school because she didn't want people touching it and everything, so yeah. She told Felly that she haven't buy yet also hahahaha. I passed her the gift I bought for her from Ameba. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school we had speech day rehearsal for award recipients (THANK YOU MR DVD! (: Hahahaha.) which ended at about 4pm. Went back for CCA, which ended before 5pm. Went to 3/1 classroom to find Yvonne and stayed there with her and Yongjie + other CG members "practising" in their sections. Then after they decided to pack up at about 5pm+, headed downstairs to wait for CG to be officially dismissed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yvonne bluffed Felly that she going to meet someone @ White Sands to pass an item at about 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As expected, they were dismissed PAST 6pm so Yvonne quickly rushed out of the auditorium as though in a hurry. I also bluffed them that I was going to pei Yvonne so yeah. WE QUICKLY RAN OUT OF SCHOOL LOL because Yvonne needed to chiong to White Sands to buy her present for Felly and we cannot let them catch up with us~ In 4min we reached White Sands, MAJOR ACHIEVEMENT HAHAHA. Should do this more often, like that confirm pass 2.4km run liao LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Ink and bought this really pretty clutch/handbag/slingbag for Felly! So pretty that even I myself also want LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In less than 10min we bought the present and went back outside to meet Felly and Bev (who has been smsing us updates on where they were hahaha). Then I told Felly that I was going to Bev's house to take back my baking tray (it's rly still at her house LOL.) while Yvonne said she was going to meet Cuixia, so we all took bus 12 together! Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bus Felicia machiam sad that we never really celebrate her birthday, then she go use her iPhone to spam tweet about how sad she was (with the help of Yvonne beside her, suggesting all kinds of things to tweet LOL).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/68hnon.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SO FUNNY LOL.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Bev were at the back trying not to laugh + whispering, "I think hor, she's really quite sad leh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all alighted at Bev's stop (bus 12 doesn't go to Tampines 1 so Yvonne's SUPPOSEDLY changing bus from Bev's stop) and Bev even called her sister to bring down the "baking tray" to the bus stop for me. Truth is, it's actually the 3D heart that she made, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Problem #1: &lt;/b&gt;Sister took rather long to bring the present down. Had to RUN over an overhead bridge and all the way into her block, only to call her sister and realise that her sister had gone to the bus stop and was halfway climbing the overhead bridge lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;By the time we got the present, we had wasted mad lots of precious time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because we were planning to immediately take the next bus to Felicia's house after we alighted. Also managed to contact her mother beforehand and collaborated with her to sneak into her house while Felly walks her dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Problem #2:&lt;/b&gt; The bus took too long to arrive. Before we could get onto a bus, her mother had already called us to inform us that Felly just brought her dog down for a walk (by then we were already supposed to be at the guard post). Quickly got onto a taxi where we met Cuixia (who has the birthday cake) at her condo's guard post. Decided to take the risk and chiong into the basement carpark. Lucky for us we didn't bump into Felicia LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took the lift to the 5th floor (Felly lives on the 6th floor) where we kept silent and waited for another call/sms from her mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we finally received it, we took the lift up to the 6th floor only to realise we took the lift from the wrong lobby!! Each block had 4 lobbies, so irritating lor hahahaha. Quickly ran once more to the right lobby and went up. By then Felly was bathing and her mother said not to worry because she bathed rather long. At first I didn't believe it but she was so right LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we entered the house we quickly hid in her elder sister's room and prepared the cake. By then, Felly's mum was already ordering pizza hut for us hahahaha. Got a box of matches (no lighters there) to light up the candles. The candles were extremely irritating to the max, the stand got stuck inside the cake, the candles won't stick to its stand, the fire just kept burning out etc. So tense and excited lor hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felly's parents then turned all the lights off and we waited for Felly to come out from the bedroom after her bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once she came out we went out with the cake with lighted candles, all the while singing happy birthday for her!! She was so shocked LOL. Some more we got her while she was mad unglam: hair all wet from her bath. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat down, took pictures and ate cake while chit chatting away~ Bev, Yvonne and Cuixia all began giving their presents too. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then pizza hut delivery guy came woohoooooo!! Two pizzas, 2 loaves of garlic bread and 20 drumlets. Ate until mad full lor LOL. We left her house at about 9pm+, I reached home when it was close to 10pm. So tired that dayyyy hahaha. But we all enjoyed ourselves to the max, all our effort (AND ALL THAT RUNNING LOL) really paid off! &lt;b&gt;I'd do it all over again hahahahhaa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay enough about Tuesday!&lt;/i&gt; Today (Thursday) was a really really long day for many Sec 4s hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to school at 7am for prayer meeting @ music room today. I liked it. (: Following that were loads of lessons lined up, but somehow I spent my time in class more productively than usual... I think I only slept for a maximum 30min during/in between lessons lor! Oh and Bev didn't come to school today. FEELS SO WEIRD WITHOUT BEV AROUND! Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school ended at 3pm, went to canteen with Felly and Yvonne for lunch. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 3.30pm, our &lt;b&gt;Go the Extra Mile (GEM)&lt;/b&gt; remedial program began at the canteen. Most sec 4E/NA and 5NA gathered at the canteen for &lt;i&gt;Maths&lt;/i&gt; for the first hour! Sat with Felly and did the Emaths exam paper distributed together. Couldn't finish it because we were peer-tutoring one another and talking half the time LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next hour was &lt;i&gt;social studies&lt;/i&gt;. A couple of other classes had to shift to the IT Room but thankfully 4/8 and 4/2 needn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then me and Felly could continue sitting together! Hahaha. We did different assignments because we were under different social studies teachers. Her class had to do an essay and they needn't hand it up by today... my class had 4 source-based questions to do and we had to hand up before we left school. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We could leave at 5.45pm but me and Felly only left at 6.45pm because I only found out that I had to hand it up at about 6pm? Then quickly chionged hahaha. But I wasn't the last, which is slightly better. Haha! Went to meet Yvonne at the blocks across the road from the minimart, was joking around and laughing non-stop with Felly in the process too LOL. Then walked to White Sands together and took our own respective buses home. Pretty much end of day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/s:&lt;/b&gt; I actually like the GEM remedial program. Motivates and encourages me to study more. I wanna do it more often until my 'O' levels are over and done with. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-4640532115748174974?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/4640532115748174974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=4640532115748174974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4640532115748174974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4640532115748174974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/felicias-16th-birthday-surprise.html' title='Felicia&apos;s 16th birthday surprise'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/68hnon_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-4892034663094919660</id><published>2010-03-24T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T23:04:24.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder if you ever knew?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzs88aaDy71qav92co1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"It’s funny how you still love someone, but you just stop needing them like you used to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;~ Runawaytrain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was convinced that the main reason we had to leave one another was 'cause neither of us had the choice to be selfish and not walk away, that perhaps love wasn't reason enough to continue being together. I was convinced that that was the reason, and that it wasn't because you didn't love me anymore. In the end, I got replaced in just a matter of 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is why I hate you: &lt;i&gt;you chose the most painful way to hurt me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/s:&lt;/b&gt; Yesterday's birthday surprise for Felicia was an awesome success! Today was a long day like every other day. Now chionging two essays - one social studies, another lit. Planning to not do the lit on just yet because I badly need my sleep. Eyebags still won't go away, sigh. Debate 3rd round this Friday, wish us luckkkkkkk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-4892034663094919660?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/4892034663094919660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=4892034663094919660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4892034663094919660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4892034663094919660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wonder-if-you-ever-knew.html' title='I wonder if you ever knew?'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-5212034641733856119</id><published>2010-03-22T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:25:26.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos from the past week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/23urg61.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My new Facebook profile picture!&lt;/i&gt; Hahahaha mad love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/mn00uw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me and Jane! Lilian's sister. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both of us like, just clicked with one another automatically. She's so funny! Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/14o1uon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Muddy legs. &lt;/i&gt;But walking around in the wet and super muddy grass was really great. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next time I wanna go Marina Barrage after it just rained! Like really shiok lor hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/16jecup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I like this shot!&lt;/i&gt; This is me flying &lt;b&gt;Ultrakite&lt;/b&gt; hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/ne87py.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random picture. This was taken just last Thursday! Behold, &lt;b&gt;Cookie Jane and Icecream Billie!&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are so cute lor!!! Went shopping with Yvonne @ Bugis, then Cuixia and Ivan joined us with their dSLRs. Then walked around Iluma and on our way down, saw these two mascots. Turns out that they have &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Twitter&lt;/i&gt; too!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facebook:&lt;/b&gt; http://www.facebook.com/acookieaffair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twitter:&lt;/b&gt; http://www.twitter.com/cookie_jane &amp;amp; http://www.twitter.com/icecream_billie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apparently they have been going around town performing a series of short dramas unfolding their love story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that day, Icecream Billie proposed to Cookie Jane!! AND THEIR 'WEDDING' IS TOMORROW. At Vivocity, 12pm to 7pm. Got school + CCA that day so cannot make it, SIGHHH. Would love to attend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The entire thing is entitled, &lt;b&gt;"A Cookie Affair"&lt;/b&gt; and it's actually a new flavour that Ben &amp;amp; Jerry is launching!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What a creative way of publicising. ^^ The 'wedding', apparently, is the official launch of the flavour at the outlet at Vivocity. Wish I could go! Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, today I woke up with my eyebags x2 its size. My eye getting smaller and smaller, like it's not small enough already. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-5212034641733856119?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/5212034641733856119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=5212034641733856119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5212034641733856119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5212034641733856119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/photos-from-past-week.html' title='Photos from the past week'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/23urg61_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-8310525385508610599</id><published>2010-03-21T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:50:39.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzdye7Bf531qa2txho1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Maybe it doesn’t really matter if you wear your heart on your sleeve or if you guard it with all your might because in the end, everyone’s gonna get hurt." &lt;i&gt;~ Runawaytrain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is tomorrow, while my brother's 3-week holiday begins tomorrow.&lt;div&gt;During dinner today he said, &lt;i&gt;"Wah, sian lah. Tomorrow no school... I want go school sia. At home like nothing to do."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...I wish I liked school as much as he does. He goes to school to draw and draw and draw before his digital animation module begins. I wish I could attend school for something I'm passionate about, instead of maths and science. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow I really can't wait for 'O' levels to be over and done with, yet I'm not prepared or ready for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not very confident in being able to score the results I want for 'O' levels, that's why I want to apply for DPA/JPSAE. Yet, at the same time I cannot make up my mind on exactly what course I should enter... All I know is that I want to enter a course that allows me to communicate with people. Mass communication/Public relations/events management and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week or so I saw a whole bunch of booklets on the courses to Ngee Ann Poly on the teacher's table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know if they were touched or not, but I sure haven't seen them before. Maybe it was given out on the several occassions I was absent from school? But if they weren't distributed to my class at all then I'd be mad indignant, especially about Mr Sim's particular preference for JC and not Poly. Sometimes I ignore it but then again, sometimes I can't help but feel kind of offended. I mean going to poly would be my own personal choice, right? Yet the way he tries to encourage us to enter JC instead is, sometimes, really &lt;i&gt;tai guo fen&lt;/i&gt; (too much). Don't know and don't care about you, but this is simply my 2 cents worth. Bah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday is Felicia's birthday, Wednesday is pre-movie screening for Coral for Christ, Friday is 3rd and final preliminary rounds for debate, Saturday is cell evangelistic meeting, Sunday is youth service with Sabby preaching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-8310525385508610599?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/8310525385508610599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=8310525385508610599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/8310525385508610599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/8310525385508610599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/sigh.html' title='Sigh.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-7303199329397715934</id><published>2010-03-20T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:24:34.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell outing @ Marina Barrage (20/3/10)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzl6gdwiRT1qb059bo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzl6ipPBLy1qb059bo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best people ever.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Cornerstone Generations 6.6!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had cell outing @ &lt;b&gt;Marina Barrage&lt;/b&gt;, my first time there! (:&lt;div&gt;Me, Yvonne and Beverly were in charge of preparing sandwiches for our picnic there so yeah. Sandwiches were supposedly best made fresh so we decided to make them just before we leave the house to meet the rest today. Yvonne made cheese sandwiches @ home, me and Beverly did tuna and egg sandwiches together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7am:&lt;/b&gt; Woke up and got changed/prepared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.45am: &lt;/b&gt;Left house and boarded bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8am:&lt;/b&gt; Reached Beverly's doorstep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.10am:&lt;/b&gt; Beverly left house. Headed to minimart (5min walk away) to buy bread. Realised Bev didn't bring money down + I didn't bring enough cash also (wasn't expecting to spend on anything LOL). Decided to rush back and start by preparing the egg spread for the sandwiches first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.20am: &lt;/b&gt;Reached Bev's house and realised the eggs in her fridge had disappeared overnight LOL. Had no choice but to quickly run back down to minimart to purchase both eggs and bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.25am:&lt;/b&gt; Left house again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.26am: &lt;/b&gt;Realised it was beginning to rain. Went back into house to get umbrella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.35am: &lt;/b&gt;Reached Bev's house with ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The egg spread for the egg sandwiches needed mayonnaise but Bev hated it and said she wanted to try having scrambled eggs on the sandwiches instead. While she used 2 eggs (first try to scramble was a failure) and went about scrambling them, I completed the tuna sandwiches. :D Just cut away the bread crusts and spread tuna. We had two cans of tuna but we managed to finish the amount of tuna sandwiches we wanted with less than a can... I finished the rest. Ate it with the bread crusts. My breakfast for the day hahahaha. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then decided not to scramble eggs for the sandwiches. Boiled like 7 eggs, peeled them, put them all in a bowl and used an&lt;i&gt; egg whisk&lt;/i&gt; to mash them LOL. Added mayo + salt + pepper then spread them over the bread. Our first time making egg sandwiches. ^^ Finished making all our sandwiches at like, 10am. Was supposed to meet cell @ Pasir Ris MRT at 10.45am, so if we were to be there on time we had only 20min to pack up the messy kitchen + leave the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bev went to change her clothes + pack her belongings while I help pack the food and whatnot. Yvonne was at our bus stop waiting for us. Took bus to MRT station together where we waited for Lilian and her sister, Jane, to arrive. Boarded MRT to Marina Bay at like 11am. Once we reached there at about 11.30am, waited for Nick + Vivian + Rosemary + Daniel to arrive from their own side of Singapore HAHA. By then it was about noon. Took shuttle bus to Marina Barrage, it was raining! So sad right. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But turned out a little to be a blessing in disguise because the grass there was so wet and cooling. Me like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had picnic at the shelter until past 1.30pm. Played Om Om Chaki and some number guessing game. Forfeit was water + chips/beehoon/bread crusts wthhhh. Mad disgusting lah the guys even wanted to add mayo and tuna inside!!!!! Kena sabo-ed by Nick so I had to eat the forfeit with bread. So disgusting laaaaaah, bread plus normal water already disgusting enough lor, the water mixed with my bread had BBQ flavour from the chips added in. -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to gag/puke so badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other people who had to do the forfeit were Bev, Daniel, Nick, Wayne btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skip skip skip. After we packed our food and everything, walked all the way to the top of the field!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was still drizzling but super windy and cooling too!! Flew our Ultraboy kite, me and Lilian call it Ultrakite! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I flew it until the 100+m string was used to the max lor. Haha! Also took pictures with Cuixia, our photographer for the day. ^^v Both of us kept trying to take photogenic photos for Facebook profile picture LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played around a lot in between 2pm to like, 5pm or later. Monkey soccer with Nick, Shuenjin, Daniel, Marc, Wayne, Jane, Bev and Chanel! Laugh and smile until my jaw aching hahahahah. After that we took a break, then I took Cuixia's dSLR and went around snapping shots. Really amazing. (: Suddenly am interested in photography again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this once where I felt so mad bitter and said, "You know why people become bitter? Because all the sweetness is gone." Well after that, I checked Facebook's &lt;b&gt;God Wants You To Know&lt;/b&gt; application and it said something about finding sweetness in God's creations. Kids playing, bird chirping and so much more. Today, as I walked many, many rounds about the rooftop of Marina Barrage I kept looking out for stuff I could shoot. I've found so much in just being able to see things at a different angle and being able to appreciate its essence of beauty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couples sitting together, having time to themselves. Families, like husband and wife sitting in silence together with a kite flying high and a baby in a pram next to them. Or a dad teaching his son how to fly a kite. People, like this girl whom I saw with an arm in a cast, yet still excited about flying her kite. Or a handicapped father and his son pushing him, and helping his dad try fly a kite nevertheless. There was so much more in the lives of others that I had scanned through in that 1 hour of walking around, and I've managed to not just see and recognise this "sweetness" in God's creation, but capture them on camera too. Who thought that God's creation, although so simple, could be so beautiful? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My feet were muddy to the max so I went to the toilet to wash them squeaky clean~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left the place at about 7pm with cell, took shuttle bus back to Marina Bay MRT together. Me, Bev, Yvonne and Chanel headed home by MRT while the rest went to have dinner together. :D Reached home at 9pm, had dinner with mummy. It's 12.30AM now and I'm so exhausted!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I look back on today and I truly thank God for the laughter and happiness today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such joy is so precious. I shall not take that for granted. (: Gonna go bathe + handwash my clothes (kena mud lorrrrrrrrrrrr! /whine), then K.O. on my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless everyone who's reading this now. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-7303199329397715934?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/7303199329397715934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=7303199329397715934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7303199329397715934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7303199329397715934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/cell-outing-marina-barrage-20310.html' title='Cell outing @ Marina Barrage (20/3/10)'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-207509939376725943</id><published>2010-03-20T22:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T23:13:58.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe love will find its way to me some other time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/oz14n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Given up on love because there isn't any point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-207509939376725943?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/207509939376725943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=207509939376725943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/207509939376725943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/207509939376725943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/suddenly-reminded-of-this-song.html' title='Maybe love will find its way to me some other time.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/oz14n_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-2357108685342260440</id><published>2010-03-16T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:28:08.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super long-winded post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/15dly82.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It hurts to love someone when you can’t tell what you really feel. Because sometimes we get hurt without them knowing, we get jealous without the right the feel that way, we want their time without being in the position to demand for it, until our heart breaks in silence. But despite it, we continue to love ‘cause somehow, in this hurtful love there’s still the hope of having simple moments with them, even if it means being just a friend. &lt;i&gt;~ Immissingyou&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah I'm blogging so frequently now! Hahaha.&lt;div&gt;Today had &lt;b&gt;Physics SPA 2&lt;/b&gt; @ 8am in school today. It was badly screwed up, urgh. Graph was supposed to be a straight line but mine was a &lt;i&gt;CURVE!!! &lt;/i&gt;Other people also. By far the worst SPA ever, by the end a lot of people were thinking, "Wah, confirm cmi lah." :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed home, used computer and discussed about debate with Omar. Then he tell me that debate today was cancelled so I went to take a nap. More than an hour later, I woke up @ 2.15pm and checked my phone only to realise that there WAS debate training! At 2pm some more wth. I was feeling major upset and confused because I had to rush + felt major cranky as well. What went running through my mind was, "Cui lah, today confirmed RUINED liao urrrrggghh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By 3.15pm I managed to bathe + eat and leave the house. Reached school at about 3.40pm, had a rather slow session today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left the school with others and seniors at about 5pm. Walked all the way to interchange and then I forgot that I haven't topped up my card yet + buy new pen (else can say goodbye to finishing homework) so I walked back to do those. At White Sands there was this Ronald Macdonalds clown entertaining children... so cute. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makes me wish I were younger and that innocent, you get what I mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't have to worry about my future, studies, boys, emotions. Back then the only thing I'd ever cry about was about my brother bullying me, or when I fell out with my best friend (also my neighbour) over little things. Haha, I even remembered storming to that friend's house, demanding she gave me back all the things I gave her and vice versa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I'm older I worry more than just falling down, falling out, falling sick. I worry about falling apart, falling in love. And you realise that all these terms that begin with "falling" aren't very good, haha. But then again, guess it's all part of growing up and I really need to be a more responsible person. I realise it's gonna take a lot and lot of discipline on my part and it's definitely gonna be harder for a lazybum like me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you see... I don't need anyone walking ahead or behind of me. I don't need a leader, because I may not follow. I don't need a follower because I may not lead. Instead, I need someone I care for to just be there and walk beside me, to be my shoulder and motivation. That's all I ask for, haha. Unfortunately I don't think I've found any such person yet so yeah. Time to be more independent. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;To further illustrate my laziness:&lt;/b&gt; I was so addicted to using the laptop that I cannot be bothered to go out and buy my own dinner. In fact, scratch that. I couldn't even be bothered to pick up the phone and order McDelivery. Instead I ordered straight from the internet LOL. SIMPLE RIGHT! Hahaha no need to stand up and talk or whatever. Website is mcdelivery.sg btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't completed a single homework again today... only half done with my english proposal writing. How productive, Gen. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, tomorrow got prayer meeting @ 1pm at Shengjie's house with the other Coral for Christ people. ^^ Cannot wait haha. After that I plan to camp somewhere (Loyang Point/White Sands Mac) to chiong my holiday homework. WHO WANT PEI ME? Haha or maybe not because I may get distracted (and hence productivity rate will decrease again).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall slack for the rest of the night and wait for tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/s:&lt;/b&gt; Digressing, some times people question me about certain issues and I cannot be bothered to elaborate. Because you can tell whether or not they're really curious OR they've already a deep-rooted impression that isn't gonna be changed by few words, and all they wanna do is say their stand/views and let it be recognised. All I can honestly do is... well, nothing much. Which is usually the case lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I've given up on the use of words to change one's mind/impression on such sticky issues. I realise actions speak louder than words, and I'm probably not in a very good position to speak with actions. I'm still keeping myself in check, I'm still trying to live my life right. Maybe, a few years down the road I'll be more answerable, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that note... I realised that my attitude has changed a considerable lot in the past half a year or something, after I returned back to church. In the past I was insecure, still looking for an identity. I'd try to find this identity in the people around me but that hasn't worked out well. I'd critisize and judge others without hesitation and I had a bad temper/attitude. Very argumentative, tended to spew vulgarities non-stop when provoked. I read back my past archives and that really proved aforementioned point. Hahaha. Shuenjin also says that in the past, every time he wanna talk to me he must prepare a string of words to use because I can talk back like machine gun wth. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know about your views on whether or not I've changed considerably or not (for all I know you may be thinking that Gen is the same old person as before) but I've only brought this up with 2~3 people, of which they all agreed that they do see the change, slight or not. These three people are Ivan, Shuenjin and Wendy btw haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people are afraid of such change... so am I, haha. But I really wish to become a much better person, who is more likeable and righteous. This year's definitely gonna be really tough for me, especially since 'O' levels are gonna place mad loads of pressure on me... I'm not one to work well under stress haha. Let time tell if I'm really gonna rise up well. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because... if I can't handle my final year in secondary school well, then how will I be able to do even greater things for God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-2357108685342260440?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/2357108685342260440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=2357108685342260440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2357108685342260440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2357108685342260440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/super-long-winded-post.html' title='Super long-winded post.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/15dly82_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-2505275719562145324</id><published>2010-03-15T18:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:29:28.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only holidays never included homework.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/28gwmc4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/x0phm9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"People have scars in all sorts of unexpected places, like secret road maps of their personal histories; diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving nothing behind but a scar. But some of them don’t. Some wounds carry with us everywhere and &lt;i&gt;though the cut is long gone, the pain still lingers.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;i&gt; ~ Eletheowl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HI ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1 of holidays at last hahaha. Service yesterday was awesome, really enjoyed myself especially after church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had dinner @ er lou with cell, made plans for this Saturday's cell outing at &lt;b&gt;Marina Barrage&lt;/b&gt;! Never been there before so I'm EXCITED! (: Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we left Odeon Katong (the building where my church is) Wayne and Marc had to report for work at Aston's by 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Lilian, Yvonne, Beverly, Joelyn and Shuenjin purposely walked about and lingered around some more until Wayne and Marc were super out of sight, then slowly walked to Aston's so we can see them in their uniform. HAHA! Wayne really look like butcher sia, with the apron and cap. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all that, Lilian went off and the rest of all headed to Parkway Parade where we took the shuttle bus together to Bedok MRT. We all successfully got the back seats so we 5 could sit together. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joked and laughed non-stop, and then &lt;i&gt;Beverly molested me and Yvonne!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;In broad daylight some more! Si bian tai haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Yvonne then took her own bus home @ Bedok interchange while the rest of us took bus 17 back. Great day out hahaha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home at 7pm+, changed clothes and K.O.-ed on my bed soon after. Woke up only the next morning LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had maths lessons from 9am onwards but I thought it began at &lt;b&gt;10am&lt;/b&gt;. -_- So yeah I was late by an hour.  Still wanted to commend myself for being on time for class hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths lessons ended @ 12pm, was so hungry while on the way home. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slacked on the computer until nao, haven't done a single homework yet!!! This is bad. I aim to finish at least 2 assignments today, I think once I'm done with this post I will shut my laptop down so I can concentrate. x_x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiming to finish Social Studies SBQ + English compo today. JIAYOU GEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall end post here abruptly. &lt;b&gt;Bye all, happy holidays!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-2505275719562145324?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/2505275719562145324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=2505275719562145324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2505275719562145324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2505275719562145324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-only-holidays-never-included.html' title='If only holidays never included homework.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/28gwmc4_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-3395264519758215316</id><published>2010-03-12T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:10:13.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of school before March holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kyx1gqReZd1qav92co1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;"We had said goodbye so many times before, but somehow our paths always managed to cross and we ended up in each other’s arms. But now when we said this goodbye. I have this feeling that I will never see you again. And that really hurts because I know that we are meant to lead our own separate lives. And I honestly don’t wanna cross your path in the future ‘cause I don’t want all these feelings to come back and have to try and get over you all over again." &lt;i&gt;~ Eletheowl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School was good, hahaha. Helped out for Vision-impaired Floorball for lower secondary special games as Redshirt. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a fun time, after school met up with Yvonne, Beverly, Lilian, Joelyn. Chitchatted @ Superdog, White Sands, and even discussed about Christianity and its basics and stuff. Then went to library with Beverly to guide her in completing her Assurance of Salvation (AoS) worksheet haha! Apparently, AoS is some sort of workbook that is actually really helpful. Something like bible study too. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went to Burger King this time to find the rest and stayed there until past 3.30pm. Lilian and Joelyn left when Wendy arrived to teach me, Yvonne and Beverly AoS. I think Wendy is a very good teacher. :D After that chit chat some more with Yvonne and Beverly. Walked about White Sands and then forced Yvonne to eat her dinner! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;We're awesome right Yvonne. Haha! \m/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(because we love you so. pls cry the next time you eat chicken chop rice LOL jk.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that took bus 3 home with Beverly. Cannot wait for this Sunday's service!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow no cell group because majority heading to The City church for Encounter's Retreat. Sigh, was supposed to go but mummy don't let me. :( Ah well. Physics SPA practise tomorrow morning from 10am to 12pm, 2nd physics SPA shall be on 16 March (i think). I love how the holidays are here already. I feel kind of glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...yet somehow something on the inside of me feels empty. Just can't seem to put a finger on to what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, whatever the case I just know that I have to start being focused and everything the moment my holidays end. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-3395264519758215316?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/3395264519758215316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=3395264519758215316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/3395264519758215316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/3395264519758215316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-day-of-school-before-march.html' title='Last day of school before March holidays.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-7784965110165914275</id><published>2010-03-11T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:16:07.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/10hv9sn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Justina, Beverly, me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/9hm1c8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/4hxmyt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Beverly and my half-covered eyes. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Today was the annual track meet (or sports day) 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Held @ Tampines Stadium. Was supposed to have red shirt duty but end up not chosen, so okay lor. I migrated to the&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; Challengers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; house for the day. :D (Sorry &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Innovators&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! My ♥ still with you hahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was supposed to meet Beverly and Justina by 7am but was late. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overslept and woke up at 6.30am, left house at 6.45am and missed my bus! Boarded it only when it was nearing 7am sigh. Then rushed to Tampines Stadium but in the end, at 7.45am there were still people streaming in LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay, cut long story short: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thinkers&lt;/span&gt; won champion house woohoo!&lt;/b&gt; Congratulations! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Innovators&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; came in runner-up, I'm so proud of them this year!! (: The last time Innovators won was 2005 I think, hahaha like very noob right. But nevertheless still proud of them this year, we managed to beat &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Entrepreneurs &lt;/span&gt;(previous winner)&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Challengers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Adventurers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! They used to be much stronger than us hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After sports day, went to Tampines Mall with Beverly and Shuenjin to meet Nick @ Swensens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wahhhhhhhh I feel super bad that Nick had to pay for me and Beverly lor. Actually planned to get both Bev and Shuenjin to buay paiseh-ly tell Nick go elsewhere lim teh or something but he was sitting inside Swensens already LOL. Then no choice lor, go in with Shuenjin. @_@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, left at around 2pm+ with Beverly and took bus 3. Bev went home while I took the bus all the way to school. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had debate session, mad sian to the max lor SIGH. Was supposed to go to the PC fair at The Expo with Cuixia and Yvonne, but ended up having to cancel plans with them just because of debate. Made me feel rather sore about it the entire afternoon haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After debate, went straight home feeling rather exhausted hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so tired, so unfocused. I think the March holidays will be a good time for me to really relax and take a break from my packed schedule. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will still be a couple of lessons + debate trainings, but at least I can take things at a much slower pace than before. Somehow I just cannot wait to be over and done with CCA/debate or whatever so that I can really start to focus on God and my studies alone. I'm so excited to get O levels over and done with. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-7784965110165914275?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/7784965110165914275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=7784965110165914275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7784965110165914275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7784965110165914275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/sports-day-2010.html' title='Sports Day 2010!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/10hv9sn_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-8885413343721129789</id><published>2010-03-08T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:11:02.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one more week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/10eq0z7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Smile #2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;WEEK 2 OF MARCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;Monday (today):&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;s&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;li&gt;School as per normal. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Had debate after school. Tiring as usual.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;Tuesday: &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;li&gt;School as per normal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CCA after school until about 5pm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DEBATE until 6pm or later. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Must complete front 2 notice boards in class. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Buy materials for back of notice board.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish drawing/printing whatever it needs to decorate back of class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;s&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;li&gt;School as per normal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish whole class notice board or else I lose my bet with Mr Sim (i.e. refund him the $10 he gave him to buy materials for class boards)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slack @ Joanne's house with Yvonne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Pei Yvonne makan&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;Thursday:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;s&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;li&gt;Track meet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Treat from Nick @ Swensens with Beverly and Shuenjin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;DEBATE @ 3.45PM. -_-&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;Friday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Redshirt duty, help out with special games. (HAHA no beach cleaning for me!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet Wendy with Yvonne and Beverly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be happy it's finally Friday.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week will definitely get busier and busier. Will be updating this space here until Friday I guess. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-8885413343721129789?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/8885413343721129789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=8885413343721129789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/8885413343721129789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/8885413343721129789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-one-more-week.html' title='Just one more week.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/10eq0z7_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-6627116707125428344</id><published>2010-03-07T22:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T00:22:32.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First week of March 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2ptdmkk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Someone asked me to promise to take a picture of myself smiling every day and put it on my blog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Although I know that I can't fully commit myself to doing that everyday, here's the first picture nevertheless. Thank you for really being there when I needed someone real to find comfort in from all the crazy things that has happened lately. &lt;i&gt;Thank you.&lt;/i&gt; From the bottom of my heart. (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you are going to fall in love with me, it’s only fair that you know what you are falling in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are falling in love with my insecurities, and my obsession with trying to figure out what everyone thinks of me. You are falling in love with my immaturity, my constant need to feel loved and appreciated, my overactive tear ducts, my internet obsession, my tendency to be too clingy. You fall in love with my troubled past, and my hopes and dreams, and how I’m a hopeless romantic at heart. If you fall in love with me, you fall in love with my self-hate and all my imperfections and my perception that nobody could ever love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you are also falling in love with the way my eyes will smile when I’m with you, the way I’ll text you in the mornings just telling you I hope you have a great day. You’re falling in love with the occasionally humorous and/or thought-provoking things I say, and the way I blush when people ask me about you. But to me, the most important thing will be that you are falling in love with me, despite my thinking that it is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;~ Anon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hey guys! &lt;/b&gt;Back to update. Gonna make this real short and sweet unless I get carried away with all the typing hahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1) Coral lost to CHIJ St. Joseph during 2nd preliminary round for the debating competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were horrible that night. Honestly. But what to do, we're a novice team after all. Those convent schools are usually really strong and stand a good chance of entering quarter-finals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha and yeah, we made a mistake and thought we were up against St. Theresa. The motion for that night was "This House regrets that Obama won the Nobel Peace Prize." and we were proposition. &lt;i&gt;Wayne and Nick &lt;/i&gt;(cell member/leader respectively)&lt;i&gt; came down all the way to Westwood Sec (Jurong West!!) to support me!&lt;/i&gt; Xie xie ni men hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After debate ended @ nearly 8.30pm, while everyone else took the school bus back to school, me, Yvonne, Felicia, Beverly, Wayne and Nick took the bus to Jurongpoint for dinner! Woohoo. Then took the MRT back together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was last to alight. Nick alighted at Paya Lebar, Yvonne at Eunos, Felicia and Bev at Simei, Wayne at Tampines and me at Pasir Ris, hahahaha. Mad sia, from Boon Lay all the way to Pasir Ris. 1 hour ride. x_x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then took bus home, reached at about 11pm+.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;2) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Love is ____.&lt;/span&gt; event @ The Cornerstone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ky79zclTeu1qak7dho1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The event yesterday afternoon was a blast!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Everyone definitely had fun. (:&lt;div&gt;Coral for Christ (Cornerstone goers) packed a bus of non-believers from Coral and the heavens were definitely rejoicing that day because...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;8 schoolmates decided to accept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Jesus into their lives that afternoon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Namely Beverly, Shanqian, Shuenjin, Neo Weilin, Joelyn Chen, Weikeat, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Glendon and another sec 1 girl whose name I didn't catch properly from Jekee. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;God can't be any more real than He already is! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praise the Lord for these 8 saved souls because they're on their journey to going into heaven! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;3) Miscellaneous pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/n4tcpj.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/13zqpuq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday card I spent a lot of time + sweat doing for Shirley. LOL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALL DIY BY ME!!&lt;/b&gt; Ownself bought the hot pink card and coloured one side silver, traced her name with direct reference from computer (downloaded the font from dafont.com btw), glitter and everything all done by me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back of the card is so much more simpler though, all I did was to scribble on it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2lmm9tc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go compare this plain side to the decorated side!! See the drastic difference hahahahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2zel1ty.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/iqvpck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scribbling on whiteboard. Our brainstorming session for debate when preparing for our speeches/organising of points.&lt;div&gt;Most of the writing is my handwriting btw hahahah. We used up all 4 boards but I took pictures of only these two because I was lazy to handwrite all of those stuff down on paper. Short cut method. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/24g1v2g.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/rs4woy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 3/3/10, Zhiwei called me up while I was still in class @ 2.15pm. After class ended at 3pm I had to go White Sands to find him just &lt;i&gt;because he needed foolscap.&lt;/i&gt; -_- &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he and Yongxiang invited me to sit down with them and they were cracking all sorts of jokes that day, really cheered me up big time haha! Played Cheat as well, I won mwahahahahhahahaha. But mainly because they all let me win lah, never catch me when I was (clearly) cheating. All they wanted was to catch one another LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before all that, I was reading up on my debate notes and while they were making really dumb jokes I drew on a post-it and gave it to them (1st pic). But then Zhiwei went to decorate it some more so it's now ugly hahahaha. The hair wasn't supposed to be "coloured", there wasn't supposed to be a tongue, so was the heart (we were trying to draw a 'Y'-hand sign but failed LOL. So drew a heart over it). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second picture were post-its written by both Zhiwei and Yongxiang, for my (then) upcoming debate competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yongxiang:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;*writes GOOOOOO*&lt;/i&gt; WHOOPS no more space to write the "D"!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mad hao xiao lor these two!!! HAHAHAHA. I was having a rough time and these two really made my day. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xie xie ni men hahahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ok shall end post here abruptly. &lt;/b&gt;Next week got track meet and CIP day on Thursday and Friday respectively!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after that would be the long-awaited holidays. 1 week only but whatever, holidays nevertheless! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-6627116707125428344?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/6627116707125428344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=6627116707125428344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/6627116707125428344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/6627116707125428344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-week-of-march-2010.html' title='First week of March 2010'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/2ptdmkk_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-4336499337044886344</id><published>2010-03-01T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:49:33.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful.</title><content type='html'>It's usually on days like this that I thank God for keeping me sane.&lt;div&gt;Life gets way too crazy sometimes I can feel myself nearly slipping into a depression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Side-note: &lt;/b&gt;This morning at around 6.50am, Felicia mass-messaged me and Yvonne, "Welcome to the MOST AWESOME month of the year!!! MARCH!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never met anyone this high about her birthday month. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-4336499337044886344?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/4336499337044886344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=4336499337044886344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4336499337044886344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4336499337044886344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/03/grateful.html' title='Grateful.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-146882110358399580</id><published>2010-02-28T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:34:18.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna see Jesus lifted high.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"I don't want nag nag nag but I just wanna advise you uh. Now you're how old? &lt;i&gt;15, 16?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, if I can turn back time, if I am your age, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;all I wanna do is study hard and go all out for God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Serious. Do the most "stupid" thing for God, like just standing on the canteen table, call everyone gather and tell them about Jesus. If I'm your age, I wanna do that 'cos it's the best years liao. I'm now 20, never really  saved a lot of people for God when I'm  young, I like a bit regret. You're now young, your friends are all young, it's easy to tell them about Jesus. In my age, people are now older, they're more or less contented with their lives, they won't accept another religion so easily. If I'm you, I sure all out for God, I won't even be bothered about girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I need love - I really love God, press in, rise up, &lt;i&gt;the reward is more shiok than holding my girlfriend's hand and walking down the beach in the night.&lt;/i&gt; I don't know about you, but take this harvest event as an opportunity to impact your friends around you. Ask many to come, pack a bus. I remember I Sec 2~3 got 1 event also. &lt;b&gt;Me and Marc packed 1 bus full of non-believers. &lt;/b&gt;As I stand outside the bus, going into the bus, I see them, I look to the sky and tell God, "If not for You, I won't be able to do this de."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You think, I last time gangster, keep disturbing girls. Last time I go the office for caning is like normal for me. I this type can pack a bus of non-believers for God, really is impossible! &lt;b&gt;But, the bible says with God, all things are possible. &lt;/b&gt;This is 1 verse really constantly reminds me of God's power and grace. When I feel sian and wanna backslide I remind myself of that verse and how I packed a bus for Jesus last time. &lt;i&gt;I really believe there's Jesus.&lt;/i&gt; You and Yvonne must pack1 bus also leh! Really really, if you believe and trust me, if you put what I say into practice, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I promise you when you're 20 and you look back, you sure happy de.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you Wayne Wang Chong Yan. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-146882110358399580?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/146882110358399580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=146882110358399580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/146882110358399580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/146882110358399580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wanna-see-jesus-lifted-high.html' title='I wanna see Jesus lifted high.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-4258917174436423843</id><published>2010-02-27T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:38:35.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new girlfriend:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/b80ac0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne!!!!&lt;/b&gt; We SO need to take a couple picture together nao, we have every reason to!!! :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-4258917174436423843?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/4258917174436423843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=4258917174436423843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4258917174436423843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4258917174436423843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-new-girlfriend.html' title='My new girlfriend:'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/b80ac0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-1598060589117631066</id><published>2010-02-24T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:35:58.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming back to the heart of worship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A failing love is like desperately hanging on to something precious, not wanting to give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But then your hands feel the pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and when you finally let go, you're free from any pain but your hands are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The past week has been really exhausting for me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;Have been disappointed and let down in so many aspects from my life, I could feel myself turning bitter towards the people who had let me down. I reflected a lot on this and then to my surprise, I find myself so bitter to the point that I can't even bring myself to forgive the people who had upset/hurt/disappointed/let me down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't wanna fall back into how I was last year, I wanna continue living with an open heart. I wanna have a heart that'd be so gracious and open like Jesus. Personally, it ain't easy because I've lived a life full of disappointment and hurt. I thought I was a happy-go-lucky person despite that but recently I discovered that I'm far from that. I still bear grudges. I still feel bitter thinking about the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After mad loads of reflection I believe that all these setbacks in life are stepping stones for me to overcome my bitterness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God's probably trying to break down my pride/ego/complacency in life through all these. Kinda overwhelming to learn all that the hard way huh? But it was pretty much a lesson learnt nevertheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay that aside.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today school was the norm, nothing really special I suppose? But after school @ 3.30pm, Stanley returned to school to meet me, Jekee, Yvonne, Shengjie and Waihong regarding our school outreach. Given that we're supposedly the "core" of the outreach, having disunity and differing visions between us would definitely be unhealthy for the entire outreach. So...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;...we had a thrashing out session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, believe me I felt more motivated and confident in this outreach already. We simply voiced out everything we were unhappy with, even things we were unhappy with one another! And heck that felt mad good. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went about troubleshooting the issues to be dealt with in our prayer group. Issues like being disorganised, lack of urgency, lack of discipline etc. and so on. Stanley really gave us helpful advice and also gave us a better insight of things. He also shared with us his experience with the past few batches of Cornerstone Coralites doing school outreach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... personally I feel that one day, the whole outreach should have a thrashing out session like this in perhaps the next few months? All 10 of us. I think it'd really be healthy for us. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway all of that took one and a half hours. After that we walked to White Sands together. Took the bus home after that. Well, I'm really looking forward to praise &amp;amp; worship tomorrow morning! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From this moment onwards I'm really gonna be more disciplined, discipled and Christ-like! Even if people are gonna dislike me for being so spiritual/"holy" or whatever, it doesn't matter. Pastor Daniel Chua, our previous youth pastor, said this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It matters not if the world has heard or approves or understands…the only applause we’re meant to seek is that of nail-scarred hands."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Jesus. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So long everyone, until my next update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-1598060589117631066?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/1598060589117631066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=1598060589117631066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1598060589117631066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1598060589117631066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/02/coming-back-to-heart-of-worship.html' title='Coming back to the heart of worship.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-1749200904881495585</id><published>2010-02-12T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:10:38.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day mission = success!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/5mmwis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I believe one of the toughest situations you can be ever faced with is deciding whether you should just move on or hold on a little tighter. Move on, and maybe you'll lose a chance at the best thing that could have ever happened, or hold on and have the possibility of your heart being broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I liked today!&lt;/b&gt; (: Went to school @ 6.40am today for prayer meeting. &lt;div&gt;Prayer meeting this morning was only made up of me and Alistar LOL. Everyone else had their reasons for being late. When Jekee, Yvonne, Zachary and Shengjie arrived shortly after, we prayed for the cookies + candies and blessed them. :D Then me, Yvonne and Jekee went off to distribute candies and cookies for Valentine's Day~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I gave out all 30 packets of cookies in less than 15min flat WTH.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time in my entire life actually being generous on such a commercial holiday like this hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at least I did it once in my entire secondary school life yeah. (: A lot of people didn't really give out little trinkets/gifts but whatever, at least I had the heart to be one of the minority giving out stuff right! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and to those who saw me giving out cookies yet did not give any to you: I'm sorry. &lt;b&gt;I HAD ONLY 30 PACKETS. D:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm beginning to really enjoy baking for leisure/a cause too. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wednesday, our first baking attempt was pretty much a failure because after using up a packet of premix, we had less than 20 successful cookies. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yesterday on Thursday though, our cookies really seemed to multiply! We baked well over 200 cookies in that same time span, even managed to wrap them all up! I don't know how we did it but it was really an inspiring moment for me. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese New Year celebration during combined assembly was mad funny also LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'D WATCH THE TIGER MASCOT PART ALL OVER AGAIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA. Laugh until want peng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, me, Yvonne and Felicia all headed to Beverly's house woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She got a new dog. JAPANESE SPITZ EH. Same breed as Felicia's dog, except that this new Jap spitz belongs to her uncle. So now her household has 4 children, 1 maid, 2 adults, 2 elderly and 2 dogs. LOL. But Bev's mom bought another flat in the same block (but different level) for Bev and her 2 siblings leh (plus Sparkle, her other dog)!! In June or something they will move in after renovations are completed. MAD JEALOUS! Hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway we had lunch over at her house and even helped her bake cupcakes for her to bring to her godparents tomorrow. I HAVEN'T FINISHED NEW YEAR SHOPPING WTH! So tragic please. 2 new tops, 1 new dress. No new shoes bought to match these outfits, screw it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No cell/service during this weekend, not expecting myself to collect as much $$$ this year for CNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....I'm actually more worried about completing my outstanding homework. -_-  /shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abrupt end of post here. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY CNY AND VALENTINE'S DAY IN ADVANCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (just in case I forget to post this Sunday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-1749200904881495585?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/1749200904881495585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=1749200904881495585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1749200904881495585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1749200904881495585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-mission-success.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day mission = success!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/5mmwis_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-8073000321947392116</id><published>2010-02-08T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:18:11.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuixia's belated birthday celebration @ Nihon Mura! (29/01)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a nutshell:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Cuixia's birthday was on the 15th but due to time constraints and whatnot, me + Beverly + Felicia + Yvonne finally held a belated celebration for her @ &lt;i&gt;Nihon Mura&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically we had a huge surprise for her up our sleeves! :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;We told her that we were gonna go for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Kbox&lt;/span&gt; and THEN &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nihon Mura&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; Kbox we gonna pay for her (Yvonne bluff Cuixia that she got some membership thing so it's as cheap as the student price one) + Felicia and Beverly said they called up Kbox to book a room already, so Cuixia got no choice but to let us "treat" her. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't go to school in the morning because I was really exhausted... but when I woke up at like, 10.30am that day I suddenly realised I had &lt;b&gt;debate training at 2pm&lt;/b&gt;! And we had a mock debate practice among ourselves or something, and my team can't do without me!! My research was all with me so they couldn't try to read out my points instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... I decided to go back to school. -__-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wore my PE shirt + FBT + school shoes, didn't bother tying up my hair either. Dumped all my debate papers/notes/drafts into my bag and then headed to school that afternoon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay to cut a long story short, during debate the motion was, "THBT women can do anything men can." and I was proposition! We lost, but I won best speaker hahaha. Then we received our motion for the Julia Gabriels invitation's 1st preliminary rounds on 5 February! &lt;b&gt;THBT Facebook and other social networking sites should only be open to individuals age 16 and above.&lt;/b&gt; As you already know, &lt;i&gt;Coral beat Zhonghua&lt;/i&gt;. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After debate ended at around 5.15pm, I had to slack and laze around White Sands until 6.15pm!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposed to meet Cuixia, Yvonne, Beverly and Felicia @ Downtown East's bus stop at 6pm, the plan was for me to be late ON PURPOSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Yvonne called me a couple of times and raised her voice at me HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course, it was all an &lt;b&gt;act&lt;/b&gt; for Cuixia lah! Me and Yvonne were supposed to piss one another off that day. Mad funny sia, our conversation over the phone was like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne:&lt;/b&gt; EH GEN! Where are you??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; I'm at White Sands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne: &lt;/b&gt;HUH? Then what time your debate end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Huh??? &lt;i&gt;*blur*&lt;/i&gt; What talking you, I'm at White Sands now!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne:&lt;/b&gt; HUH then you what time finish helping teacher sia?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;WHATTT? *still haven't realise that it was supposed to be an act*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne: &lt;/b&gt;What time you finish helping teacher? Now what time liao???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; My debate ended already, THAT'S WHY I'M IN WHITE SANDS. &lt;i&gt;(stupid me LOL)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne:&lt;/b&gt; I'm with Cuixia now already leh!! &lt;i&gt;*thinking to self: GENNNNN PLEASE GET WHAT I'M TRYING TO SAY*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; *&lt;i&gt;suddenly remembers*&lt;/i&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHA OOH OKOK I GET IT I GET IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne: &lt;/b&gt;FASTER COME HOR!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; HAHAHA OKOK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you noticed that I was absent from school that day YET still see me walking about White Sands alone from 5.15pm to 5.50pm, now you know why. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at around 5.50pm I got really bored looking at all the clothing stores &lt;i&gt;(yet still cannot buy !@#$%^&amp;amp;*)&lt;/i&gt; so I began taking my time to walk to Downtown East. Really reached at 6.15pm HAHAHA. If I walked normally I'd reach in about 15min or less lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and while I was on my way there, Yvonne kept complaining about me being late HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And talking about how much she looked forward to Kbox. After school at around 3pm (?) or so, Felicia headed to Beverly's house where they delivered the cake we baked for Cuixia the previous day to Nihon Mura!! &lt;b&gt;The cake was really fab + SUCCESS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to them they were already at Ehub at 5pm and even reserved seats for us! Specially chosen because we want a suitable spot where Cuixia won't notice the waiter bringing out the cake and everything. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok back to what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our way to Kbox (which was next to Nihon Mura btw) I kept talking about how we should've gone to the Nihon Mura @ Tampines because "it's so much better" and that it has more food there. Then Yvonne would say in a very flat voice that since we're here then eat here, and I was all, "Well we're only here because you wanted Kbox" or something like that lah HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we pissed one another off in a rather subtle manner. Basically Yvonne's &lt;b&gt;Team&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; Kbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and I'm &lt;b&gt;Team &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nihon Mura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; so go imagine! LOL. Felicia and Beverly were supposed to be neutral parties. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway Felicia and Beverly cleverly walked slightly ahead of us and reached the Kbox counter first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were like, "Eh, later whatever we ask, just say don't have ok??" The counter lady was like, "Huh?" but before they could reiterate, me, Yvonne and Cuixia already caught up with them at the counter so Felicia was all, "Huh... can you help us check again?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The counter lady pretended to look through her lists and shook her head. Me and Yvonne cleverly acted blur and asked what happened. We stood a distance away since there was a queue behind us, and then Felicia explained that our "booking" was there + all rooms were fully booked! So we cannot have Kbox and since Yvonne wanted Kbox so badly she started making a huge fuss over it and I'm like, opposing her LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We squabbled with one another SO WELL that Cuixia believed that we were really upset with one another!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Yvonne was all indignant and everything since she cannot have her Kbox. Then after she supposedly cooled down, she said she wanted to go to the toilet and asked Cuixia to pei her. Nihon Mura was on the way to the toilet so me, Beverly and Felicia said we'd wait for them outside Nihon Mura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;After they were out of sight we quickly went into Nihon Mura to sit down LOL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Beverly and Felicia went into the toilet and told the rest that I simply walked into Nihon Mura. Felicia and Beverly acted a little fed-up with me whereas Yvonne was all, "WALAO EH! She every time liddat one lor!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;HAHAHAHA mad hao xiao please, Cuixia really believed all that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Yvonne, Felicia and Beverly all claimed to go into the toilet, yet all they did in the cubicle was to start laughing silently LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a really long time waiting for them to return from the toilet, everyone sat down at Nihon Mura and we began eating the dinner buffet there. :D Me and Yvonne also "patched up" in the process LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(In case you still don't get it, me and Yvonne had to "quarrel" so that we can get into Nihon Mura, where the cake was, without Cuixia suspecting much of it. The Kbox drama thing was kind of an &lt;i&gt;added bonus&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all was well and we ate and ate. &lt;b&gt;PICTURE TIME!! &lt;/b&gt;At last, my blog has been lacking photos for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures all credited to Cuixia and her dSLR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2k0qqx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/9ung40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/1693ltl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/htad15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I like this picture HAHAHA.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were really full from eating we called for the waiter to serve the "free dessert".&lt;div&gt;Like so nonsense lor, dessert is ownself take at the counter one but the waiter was smart!! He played along with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before they came out with the cake, the Chinese New Year songs playing in the background suddenly changed to "Happy Birthday" LOL! Then Cuixia guessed that there would be a cake... hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2iuc74w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/aubk9d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2h2fsj4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NICE RIGHT THE CAKE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muahahahaha we bought Betty Crocker's premix for the cake. &lt;b&gt;BETTY CROCKER IS THE BEST!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was yellow in colour, and we also got Hershey's semi-sweet chocolate chips and loads and loads of M&amp;amp;M crunchy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day before, on 28th Jan, we went to Beverly's house right after school to bake! Quickly began mixing the premix + vegetable oil + water and then baked it. Jackson helped us buy the cardboard box for the cake, thanks ah! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and when we had to grease the bottom + sides of the pan before pouring the mix in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked if Bev had any grease paper 'cos it was easier so she found this really old box of grease paper. I tried to take a sheet out and &lt;i&gt;a small cockroach crawled out!!! &lt;/i&gt;I immediately screamed and flung the entire box of grease paper onto the floor LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the cake was done, we melted the chocolate and added (hot) water to it because it was too thick, we spread it all over the cake! But not before we specially inserted &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Sour Power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; into a corner of the cake LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2gvltli.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We marked out a corner where we carefully placed it in... yet when we cut out that corner it wasn't there!!&lt;div&gt;Turns out it was in another corner LOL. Other than this and the birthday song playing, everything else was a success! Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/9kbjti.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick picture in front of Nihon Mura after the buffet.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and on the day we baked the cake, we were afraid that Beverly's family members would anyhow touch the cake so I took out my post-its and wrote this to paste on the box!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2guibk6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2uiu9hi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/awc479.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently I forgot how to write that last Chinese character so Bev wrote it for me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This left on the toilet wall btw LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the toilet and began camwhoring with the (dirty) mirror there.&lt;b&gt; PHOTO SPAM!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/25pqszm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/263ezae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/jkwr3c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/f09cn4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2ylu2p4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/292bcbr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2jfkeap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/dlrvis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/oj06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Great night out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;After that we actually went to the open space outside Kbox and Nihon Mura where we did &lt;b&gt;jumpshots&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Cuixia was our photographer hahahah. But many of them are unglam + involved mad loads of zhao geng-ing HAHAHA. But but, I shall post my top 2 favourite jumpshots! Both of Felicia!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/r789rn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/359mz4j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone else's was really unglam, including mine HAHAHAH. Go see it yourself on Facebook if you can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yvonne's uncle then sent me home, reached home at about 10pm++, cannot remember when but it's around there yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an awesome night out, a great surprise planned! Let's all go out like this again, especially after national exams alright!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/30cc5ft.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Happy (belated) 17th birthday Cuixia! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post about last Friday once I've the time. For now, it's time to hit the sack! Mad tired hahaha.&lt;div&gt;Shall edit this post maybe tomorrow, for spelling errors or whatnot. Now really tired. Goodnight people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-8073000321947392116?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/8073000321947392116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=8073000321947392116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/8073000321947392116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/8073000321947392116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/02/cuixias-belated-birthday-celebration.html' title='Cuixia&apos;s belated birthday celebration @ Nihon Mura! (29/01)'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/2k0qqx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-3580899011247810694</id><published>2010-02-06T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T22:22:28.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUOTE OF THE DAY:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"If you are truly pretty, I throw shit at your face you'll still be beautiful." ~ Wayne Wang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAH HAO XIAO TO THE MAX PLEASE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blogging tomorrow if I've the time. Cell today was awesome! Valentine's Day mission ftw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-3580899011247810694?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/3580899011247810694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=3580899011247810694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/3580899011247810694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/3580899011247810694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/02/quote-of-day.html' title='QUOTE OF THE DAY:'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-1409908050619077507</id><published>2010-02-06T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:46:00.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first victory for the school!</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh it's past midnight already, I got home an hour ago at 11.30pm!!&lt;div&gt;Today was really, really eventful and it's also the main reason for my extreme joy, &lt;i&gt;YOU KNOW WHY??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;BECAUSE CORAL &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;WON&lt;/span&gt; ZHONGHUA DURING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;TONIGHT'S (okay fine last night) DEBATE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so mad happy because it was my very first time debating with an opponent of another school!&lt;div&gt;I was &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; nervous and I also got a really nice surprise from my friends too! Hahahaha. Shan't say it out now or else I may run of things to say the next time I blog properly about it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and!!! Last Friday, we had a belated birthday celebration @ Nihon Mura for Cuixia!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had this big plan to surprise her and it was a great success! Pictures are even up on Facebook and this time I'm really gonna blog about it HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next prelim rounds for the Julia Gabriels debating competition is on 5 March!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exactly one more month to practice and refine our speaking. I'm aiming for best speaker woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prior to last night's round, we only had 2 weeks where we had major crash courses on the right way to debate and after last's night's round, Mr Osman + Ashin + Jacq were all saying that we were GREAT! For first-time debaters of course. Mr Osman says it's because we were naturally good at it so it helped in the long run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really happy. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am really tired too. I shall go bathe and then drink mummy's home-cooked soup. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And once my hair dries it'd be time to hit the sack!!! I foresee that it'd be about 2am by then BUT WHO CARES. It's a Saturday tomorrow. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cell tomorrow @ Rm's house! Am looking forward to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I absolutely love today!!!&lt;/b&gt; Praise the Lord for our victory! (: Mr Osman gonna announce to the school on Monday about our victory yay! I feel so encouraged and confident about the 2nd prelim rounds already! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-1409908050619077507?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/1409908050619077507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=1409908050619077507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1409908050619077507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1409908050619077507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-first-victory-for-school.html' title='My first victory for the school!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-7374010861724658444</id><published>2010-02-02T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:33:42.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being bitter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hi everyone! Guess I'm back to update huh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a long while, I've been so busy and tired and lazy... sigh. A lot of things have been happening in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't say there has been any drama lately but school is slowly beginning to wear me out. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there's DEBATE. Major crash course please, we only began trainings like, 2 weeks ago?! And first prelims is this Friday omgosh. For benefit of the doubt, our motion for this Friday is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This house believes that Facebook and other social networking sites should only be open to individuals age 16 and above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mad sian right, got this kind of motion!!! Some more we're &lt;b&gt;proposition&lt;/b&gt; WTH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Mr Osman has helped us set the caseline and I'm actually rather confident about it. (: Yesterday after school I stayed back with Srinivas (sp?), KING OMAR, Shirley, Safiya and 2 other teachers. We did brainstorming and it was goooooooood. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're gonna be up against &lt;i&gt;Zhonghua Se&lt;/i&gt;c, I'm kind of nervous but I can't back out now can I. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna be speaking as 2nd speaker + do reply speech (if you don't know what all that meant then read up on it yourself, I am lazy to explain) and today I got my script from Mr Osman. &lt;b&gt;NEARLY 3 PAGES LONG!&lt;/b&gt; Mad sia confirm not enough time to say it all, PLUS rebuttal. But we're definitely gonna make more amendments to the script so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than the crazy added stress from debate and lessons, I've been really disappointed in many aspects in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have to categorise my disappointments it'd just be these three:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Disappointed in my CCA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Disappointed in the people around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Disappointed in myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much, but it's been making my chest feel so heavy at times that it gets hard to breathe. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I really need to reflect on my own attitude at times. I'm a procrastinator, and at many times an overly-complacent person. At times I get so fed-up at issues and let myself get so affected by it that I let myself affect the people around me who actually&lt;i&gt; do&lt;/i&gt; care for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disappointment is caused by placing your hopes/expectations on another, only that it was in vain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even wanna express my disappointment in CCA right now because I don't even know WHERE to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just so disappointed that I begin to dread CCA, yet there's no other CCA I'd rather be at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, my CCA means a lot to me. Serving and leading it meant so much to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet my teachers had to let me down. Even my CCA friends had to let me down. All that self-centeredness, greed for power, hypocrisy and everything. Ever since that fateful day last year the air in the computer lab every CCA session began to stink of all that. It made me so sick that I found so much hatred in my heart; so much that I even surprised myself. It made me so sick that I even broke down silently in class, yet the only person who noticed and passed me tissue was the one whom I had partly blamed for my predicament.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was last year, and this year, my CCA teacher had to let me down again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I... don't know what else to say to express my disappointment. I really don't. I don't know what to do about it either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's just so much heaviness in my heart that just won't leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many times I wonder what I did wrong to deserve all that disappointment/disappointing treatment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even more times, I wonder if it was because I wasn't good enough for these people. Was it because I wasn't good enough, that you walked out of my life? Was it because I wasn't good enough that I couldn't become chairperson, not even when the majority of the club had voted me to? Was it because I wasn't good enough that you had to pick someone else less deserving to become CCA chairperson? Was it because I wasn't good enough that the rest of you have chosen to drift further away from me? Was it because I wasn't good enough that when someone else took my place in the CCA, that person also took my place in all of your hearts? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was it because I wasn't good enough that I've failed myself and my parents' high expectations of me? Was it because I wasn't good enough that I cannot score as well as I used to anymore? Was it because I wasn't good enough? When can I ever be good enough, then? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many times I adopted the defeatist kind of attitude, which is none other than waving the white flag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I give up, I give up. You win." I guess that was how I had handled the issues that made me this perplexed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I start moving backwards. The me that once used to be so eager and active in CCA has now taken a step back, bitter from all the things I had to go through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I reflect, I know I shouldn't continue on this way. I need to start doing something about my bitterness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And come to think about it, I now know what Nick's prayers for me were referring to. The past couple of weeks during cell, he'd pray for me during altar call and pray for the walls I had built up inside of me to be brought down and that I would learn to love again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't think much of it, but it's actually falling into place now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These walls I built on the inside of me were all from bitterness that has accumulated over the months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And unless I bring down these walls and open my heart once more, I shall never learn to love again. I realise that now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I apologise if you've actually read all of this emo-self-reflecting crap. I just thought I should post this here instead of on my private blog. I didn't expect this to turn out so long-winded anyway hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-7374010861724658444?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/7374010861724658444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=7374010861724658444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7374010861724658444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7374010861724658444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/02/being-bitter.html' title='Being bitter.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-6016772371267031169</id><published>2010-01-25T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:22:54.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic attempt to blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Okay I'm back to attempt blogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past few weeks have been really tiring. It's all about homework and revision and lessons ending at 3pm unless it's Tuesday (CCA day) or Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we're supposed to be dismissed at 12.30pm on Fridays, which really &lt;i&gt;used to be&lt;/i&gt; a cause for TGIF but now &lt;b&gt;all Sec 4E will have Chinese remedials until 1.30pm or later on Fridays.&lt;/b&gt; And I've got debate trainings until 5pm or later, screw it. Last time say debate training's gonna be during December holidays then now last minute got crash course on debate and FIRST PRELIMINARY ROUND IS ON 5 FEBRUARY AHHHHHHH. /shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh and btw I'm so loving Chinese class! :D &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 5 classes of 4E Chinese students are split into 5 different Chinese classes according to their grades/standard in Chinese! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From A to E, A being the best and E being the worst. I'm in the E class, no surprise! (Please don't gape in horror wth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I've the most awesome Chinese teacher to teach me to boot! Ms Lee Su Huang. :D Taught me in Sec 2 before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like, so sickening to always have to live up to the expectations from teachers just because I'm in the supposedly top class, &lt;i&gt;ESPECIALLY FROM CHINESE TEACHERS!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like hello, I'm in the top class because of my Maths and Sciences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Sec 2 I had 8 distinctions out of 10 subjects. The 2 subjects I didn't ace were Chinese (C6 I think) and Art (B4).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could've aced art as well but in Sec 2 I couldn't be arsed to do art homework. Too time-consuming for the likes of me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all throughout my secondary school life I was really sick of the fact that I'm expected to do as well in Chinese as I have in my other subjects argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being in 4E'E' however, focuses more on my weaker points! Such as lousy vocabulary etc., we do a lot of reading/discussions online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My so-called circle of friends in Chinese class includes Kimberly (4/10), Jekee (4/9) and Zachary (4/1)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm more than satisfied with these friends. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;OH AND, I'M THE ONLY ONE IN MY CLASS (4/8) IN 4EE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Machiam disgrace my class sia, LOL. So I'm officially the worst in Chinese in my class. Teachers usually don't expect anyone from 4/8 to be in 4EE boohoo. But I'm enjoying my lessons in 4EE so much, every time I return to class from Chinese lessons I always tell Shirley, "Chinese lessons were so funny today!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for once I actually find myself looking forward to Chinese class. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prayer meetings have been progressing really slowly, but progressing nevertheless!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really look forward to multiplication, be it Christians or non-Christians who join us. So far this year Ivan has started joining us for prayers, I've asked a number of people as well such as Rachel (Gay), Wenhan, Gavin and more! Coralites, let's all unite as one to pray for the school alright! Be responsible for your schoolmate's salvation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and just last Saturday the whole Sec 4 cohort had to do Flag Day CIP. My time slot was from 8.30am to 2.30pm!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had to collect tins at Plaza Singapura some more, and ask for donations at City Hall. Went to Dhoby Gaut with Beverly, Felicia, Yunxuan, Yonling and Justina in the morning, then headed out together. WE WENT TO ORCHARD ROAD INSTEAD LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked all the way to Forum The Shopping Centre, which is 2 freaking MRT stops please LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along the way we split up, leaving myself with Beverly and Felicia. Somehow I really enjoyed doing flag day that day, haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too many genuine smiles. (: Really made my day to see so many people actually willing to donate so much to charity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I LOVE the foreigners there please. Most of them are so generous and friendly to boot!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even got some super hao xiao ang mohs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Sir, would you like to make a donation? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Man:&lt;/b&gt; To whom? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; For the disabled society. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Man:&lt;/b&gt; Hahaha! I'm donating to Haiti. That's what I'm doing! :D &lt;i&gt;*walks away*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: ... :D &lt;i&gt;*srsly speechless LOL*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And boy, it felt good to smile so much in a day. REALLY CANNOT HELP BUT SMILE OK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I really know that smiles really can go a long way. When I saw other people who has already donated walking my way (they'd usually have the sticker that comes with every donation on their shirts or something) I'd make eye contact with them and smile. And they'd smile back! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really feels good to do community service hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today in school Mr Sim went around during morning assembly asking a couple of us how flag day went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sam: &lt;/b&gt;I had a full tin! 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr Sim:&lt;/b&gt; That's good! *turns to me, sitting in front of Sam* I bet you didn't even go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;WHAAAAT, I DID LOR! I had 3/4 of the tin filled!!!! (The tin was really freaking heavy wth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sucha misunderstood person, SIGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even during CCA orientation when I bumped into Mdm Low at the hall where all the CCA booths were, Mdm Low was like, "What, you actually &lt;i&gt;HAVE&lt;/i&gt; a CCA???" Walao eh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Presentation for CCA that day was also screwed. &lt;/b&gt;I KNOW IT SUCKED! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it was all because Shirley cheated my feelings. *defensive* Never prepare script then when we wanted to do it at the last-minute, Shirley suggested just improvising on the spot. I said okay because I had confidence that the BOTH of us could pull it off, so we roughly assigned pointers to one another and in the end when we went up on stage, every time I passed the mic to Shirley she would be like, "Whaaa? I don't know what to say!!" and pass the mic back to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's all over already lah so forget about it and wait for the juniors to roll in~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;On another note, I've been addicted to THIS song recently:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/otwLLAPTBjc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/otwLLAPTBjc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two Is Better Than One ft. Taylor Swift - Boys Like Girls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You came into my life and I thought, "Hey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know this could be something"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Cause everything you do and words you say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know that it all takes my breath away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now I'm left with nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Cause maybe it's true, that I can't live without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well maybe two is better than one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm thinking two, is better than one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember every look upon your face, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way you roll your eyes, the way you taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make it hard for breathing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think of you and everythings okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally now, we're leaving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And maybe it's true, that I can't live without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well maybe two is better than one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm thinking two, is better than one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You came into my life and I thought hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe it's true, that I can't live without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe two is better than one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oooh I can't live without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Cause baby two is better than one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I've figured out with all that's said and done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two, is better than one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two is better than one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;It is my current blog song also. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want my future boyfriend to sing me this song!!! So what if the original pitch is sung high? When I sing it myself I don't even have to reach those notes, sounds pretty much the same jiu can liao! Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall end off my post with this picture I took last Friday before debate:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2mop5ea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;LOOK AT WHAT SAM MADE OUT OF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HER PERPETUAL HATE FOR &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;PEAS/BEANS&lt;/span&gt;! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-6016772371267031169?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/6016772371267031169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=6016772371267031169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/6016772371267031169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/6016772371267031169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/01/pathetic-attempt-to-blog.html' title='Pathetic attempt to blog.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/2mop5ea_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-5960971904279415203</id><published>2010-01-17T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:14:12.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions part 2!</title><content type='html'>I look back on my archives and noticed that up 'til now, I've only posted &lt;b&gt;TWICE&lt;/b&gt; for the whole of this year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:450%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;NOT GOOD NOT GOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I actually planned to do a rather thorough update, considering that I've a lot to blog about actually but I thought it'd be better if I get my engines started by doing up a part 2 of my new year resolutions. You should know that I'm not a really motivated person to begin with, LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to provide a link to my post that had part 1 to my new year resolutions but I realised that you can easily scroll down and see it again yourself. -___- Self-own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whatever lah.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post-of-year-2010.html"&gt;LINK.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;8) Be punctual for meetings!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lilian, Cuixia and Yvonne told me that for every time I'm early/on time, I get a star. On the other hand, if I'm late I'd get a spot, then after this year they're gonna evaluate on how much I've improved LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been early/on time for prayer meetings already (late on a couple of occassions though) and I must say that it's an AWESOME IMPROVEMENT FROM LAST YEAR!! Last year I can be so late to the extent that when I've reached school, prayer meeting ended already LOL. I'm really hoping that as time passes by I'll really be able to keep to this resolution. Let time tell if I'm truly serious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;9) Make an effort to make birthday cards for others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sucks every time when all I have to offer was just a handshake etc. when others can even take the time out to make cards!! Even on my birthday people gave me cards and I start feeling guilt pangs because I'm sucha lazy and horrible person that I cannot even be arsed to make a simple card. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sigh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence, I've decided that my new year resolution should be making an effort to make birthday cards for others!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far I've yet to do Zachary's and Cuixia's, of which the latter I WILL do. Zachary's birthday was on 8 Jan or something, so nong ago already lah. SORRY BRO! But nevertheless I've been making an effort to do these cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...why are so many people's birthdays on January?!?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;10) Control my expenditure more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided that I'd convert my previous scheduler into one that I could record my weekly expenditure in but up 'til now I haven't recorded a single thing. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as a result I haven't been saving. It sucks a lot. Just on Saturday I had like $42 in my wallet and $40 of it was supposed to last me for the next one and a half week or something + top up EZ-link card, but by the end of the day I was left with like, $20 + or something. Sucks to the max wth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay fine $10 was on food, I ate at Astons with cell to celebrate Cuixia's belated birthday. It was good money spent LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But later on, when I went to Parkway Parade after that with Cuixia, Lilian and Yvonne, I had planned to head to Pet Lover's Centre to get a new supply of snacks for Donny &lt;b&gt;which were only worth about $2+&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, I bought $10.05 worth of snacks someone SLAP ME PLEASE. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cannot resist splurging on snacks to pamper Donny wth. I even saw this box of small biscuits that were supposedly SCOOBY SNACKS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2a6a4av.jpg" /&gt;              &lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/wkfg2f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Side-by-side comparison of Scooby vs Donny&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was struggling SO hard not to grab a box of those. I keep imagining Donny turning into some superdog after every scooby snack WTH.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, in the past me and my mom would always get Jerhigh soft sticks in Spinach, Milky or Carrot for Donny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, Donny LOVES them so much that even the mention of "Jerhigh" itself would make him run to the drawer where we keep all his treats and wait there stubbornly until he gets his Jerhigh. He'd even bark and whine and pester us for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/nv31b7.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2q3yq03.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/90q98l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then right after I reluctantly decided NOT to get the Scooby Snacks, I saw &lt;b&gt;THESE&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2ag5jfc.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/30v251i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's even a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;Blueberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; one WTH. I was sooooo tempted to get either one I JUST HAD TO GET THEM FOR DONNY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The standard prices for the Carrot/Milky/Spinach ones are about $3~4, I forgot already. But these? They cost $5+. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it was rather worth it anyway, seeing Donny so happy while eating them. I bought the strawberry one btw, IT SMELLS SO STRONGLY LIKE &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;POCKY STRAWBERRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I even got tempted to take a bite myself wth. (but I didn't)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also spent like $1+ on some meat jerky thing I saw but after opening the packet (3 sticks per packet) when I got home, I regretted buying it. Doesn't look one bit appetising to me but for reasons unknown Donny likes it. &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;GLUTTON.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I digressed too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I badly need to start controlling my spending.&lt;div&gt;I shall end off my post abruptly here mwahahahaahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-5960971904279415203?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/5960971904279415203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=5960971904279415203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5960971904279415203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5960971904279415203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-resolutions-part-2.html' title='New Year Resolutions part 2!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/2a6a4av_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-8643202676622175825</id><published>2010-01-04T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:03:46.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school for 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;It was first day of school today! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&lt;i&gt; really&lt;/i&gt; don't know how to start off this post but at the same time I really wanna blog about today, HAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let's start with morning alright.&lt;/i&gt; Woke up at 5am, took about 25min to wash up and change into uniform. 25min seems long but please note that I daydream a lot while in the toilet. I'd freaking stare into the mirror for 15min and not notice it LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, the moment I woke up at 5am, my brother got up too!! And he has school at 8.30am @ MacPherson ITE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is... travelling there would take him an hour, so he probably needs to leave the house at EARLIEST 7am?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So why the hell is he up at 5am?!&lt;/b&gt; He takes less than 30min to get ready for school too mind you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brother: &lt;/b&gt;WAH SIAN cannot sleep sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Since when?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brother: &lt;/b&gt;Since I touched Donny lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked him when as in, WHAT TIME. LOL. Cannot believe it sia, last time when we had Donny he kept complaining that he wanted a cat instead and he always plays rough with Donny too. Yet NOW, when he can't get to sleep, he'd go sayang Donny? Hallelujah, what a miracle HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That aside my brother has been having the runs ever since last night so I guess that also explains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after I was done with washing up etc., I went to straighten my hair all the way until it was nearing 6am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then tied hair, wore my socks and grabbed my keys and bag. You know them. (unless you don't go to school?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then surprisingly my brother wanted to leave the house at the same time as I do, siao one lah he! So early can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway we waited for and boarded the bus together, he alighted at interchange whereas I alighted at my usual 1 stop after the interchange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So suay, it began to drizzle. -____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;HATE IT TO THE MAX KAY.&lt;/b&gt; I spent 30min straightening my whole head and the rain just had to ruin it, arghhh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okok bimboticness ends here. I was walking super fast to school because the bus came at nearly 6.30am (left the house at 6.15am) and I had to be punctual for prayer meeting, which started at 6.45am!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out I was just on time hahahaha. And second to reach too! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Ivan and invited him to join us, yay. ^^ It was a great start to the year! Then found out my class was at ground level AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing lah hahaha. There are only 2 classrooms (okay lah got 3, but the 3rd one is vacant) on the ground level and our classroom was (fortunately) not the same as last year's, hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;[After-post note: Kow is having/has had (?) a knee operation so she's discouraged from climbing stairs, hence our classroom on ground floor]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prayer meeting ended at around 7am, Shengjie was feeling rather odd-one-out because he was the only one is short pants!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together with Louis, of course. But Louis didn't come for meeting today. Alistar and Waihong went to tease him! &lt;i&gt;"HAHAHA, short pants!!"&lt;/i&gt; So bad sia hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to class and less than 5 people were there. Expected lah hahaha, usually first day of school always got traffic jam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay actually I kind of forgot that my class was on ground floor, HAHAHA&lt;/b&gt;. All the other Sec 4 classes were on 4th floor lor! Then I climbed the stairs with Yvonne, Ivan and Shengjie and when I was halfway reaching the second level I was like, "EH? My classroom first floor lah why am I climbing the stairs!!" so I quickly turned around and went back to class hahahaha. Yvonne they all laugh at me. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay end of digression. So since there was so little people in the classroom, I had priority over choosing seats. B-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chose the seat right smack in the middle of the classroom. Not too near or far from the front or sides! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was no lessons for the whole day, and we were supposed to have home room all the way until 10.30am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siao one, more than 2 hours leh! Even Mr Sim shares the same sentiments lor hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some guy in class (I forgot who):&lt;/b&gt; 'Cher, so how do we address Ms Chan now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr Sim:&lt;/b&gt; *pauses, then smiles* &lt;i&gt;MADAM&lt;/i&gt; Chan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA HAO XIAO. Felicia calls Ms Chan "Mrs Faizal" though LOL. Very nice to disturb the newly-wedded teachers hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 10.30am we had COMBINED recess... which obviously sucks to the max please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine the whole school population (minus staff) crammed up at the canteen! The thought of it made me and Beverly decide not to eat anything during recess because we'd have to queue for a long time AND have problems finding seats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was assembly where Mdm Ng, our principal, address us all, followed by House meeting until 1.30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I volunteered myself to be in charge of publicity + secretary out of guilt because I've NEVER contributed to my house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I see juniors stepping up to take the lead in the House + others signing up for track and field meet without hesitation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*guilt wreck*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you know I failed 2.4km.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SO cannot make it in the track and field meet lor pls. &lt;b&gt;Not even the try-outs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah I just wrote my name down in the list, but I also got the feeling that I won't be doing much lor. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. After that I met up with Beverly and Felicia!! Missed hanging out with them so much. ^^ Yvonne wasn't gonna meet us so we went home together like that. Lepak day, but then the next day must start engines already 'cos lessons will be on!! 'O' levels, 'O' levels... sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotta be really highly-motivated if I'm gonna survive this year the way I want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-8643202676622175825?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/8643202676622175825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=8643202676622175825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/8643202676622175825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/8643202676622175825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-of-school-for-2010.html' title='First day of school for 2010!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-7231644037402963908</id><published>2010-01-01T15:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:05:18.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post of Year 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;First post of&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; 2010&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth be told I'm actually pretty much dreading this year, hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on a more positive note, I'm actually gonna start being serious about transforming my life! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what better than to make your new year resolutions (argh)? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok fine actually I haven't fully prepared my new year resolutions yet but I'll do it as I further type this post, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read back on the post I published on &lt;b&gt;1 January 2009&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-post-of-year.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;) and realised I actually fulfilled all my resolutions back then! \m/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except for the procrastination part, damn. Okay so here are some new ones:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;1) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;School work above Facebook, Blogger, Twitter, MMORPGs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last year I said I wanted to stop being lazy/procrastinating but I didn't make much effort after all to get rid of it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Well, I do regret it now because I didn't set a strong(er) foundation for my studies last year. This year is my last chance to buck up so I'm gonna make the best of it for the next 11 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;2) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;L1R5 to be no more than 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know 15 isn't such a nice grade if you're gonna aim high but I guess I'm gonna start slow!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't score well last year (percentage 59% only grr) because I was lazy most of the time, but believe me, I'm gonna turn that around this year! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;3) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Top Literature in stream for either MYE and/or EOY (or both!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't have to explain this, don't I?&lt;/b&gt; Apparently last MYE I topped the stream but it was just a B3/B4, which kind of means that the Lit students didn't really do well huh. And I got disappointed when I scored a 27/50 for Lit because my style of answering questions were wrong. Like, too much narrating and not even SHOWING. I'm definitely gonna work hard on this, I aim to score a distinction for Lit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;4) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Ace English, Amaths, Physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you don't know, Amaths and Physics are my weaker subjects and I'm scoring only passes for them. :/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Amaths did improve during last year's EOY because I studied like mad though! From F9 to C6, and I was also a mark shy from a C5!! Now I plan to bring that up to a B and work consistently so that it'd become an A. (: Same goes for Physics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for English,&lt;b&gt; it has also dawned upon me that I've become too complacent/over-confident about it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always been scoring A's for English ever since primary school and when I saw a B for English on my report book last year, that sort of acted as a wake-up call for me. I'm gonna work at scoring CONSISTENT distinctions for English this year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;5) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Push Chinese grade up to a B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese is undoubtedly my weakest subject and I have never once cared enough to study for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not easy either, because unlike Maths and Science, there's no facts to memorise or digest at the last minute before the paper begins. &lt;b&gt;Chinese, like English, can only be improved through constant practice&lt;/b&gt; and sadly, Chinese vocabulary is the reason why I've failed/barely passed. My Chinese vocab sucks to the max please, I think even some Malays who pick Chinese up for fun have better vocab than me. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only time I've scored a B for Chinese was when I was P5 + during PSLE. I think those two occassions tyco only lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I hope to score consistent C's for Chinese and then slowly push it up to a B!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-large;"&gt;6) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Stay single until I'm done with 'O' levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apparently, I even had a dream about this, and I'm very convinced that I'm not ready to enter a relationship right now. &lt;/b&gt;In that dream I sort of fell in love all over again but for reasons I don't know, time sure passed by really fast in that dream and I found myself busy most of the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What convinced me that I'm not ready for a relationship until I'm done with 'O's is because in that dream, I had this Mr. Right whom I kept bumping into while rushing about my daily schedule. And get this, &lt;b&gt;every single time I bumped into him, I had to rush off and hence was forced to ignore/neglect him.&lt;/b&gt; However in that dream, he was always smiling and happy (apparently very pleased with dunnowhat)!! That was one image that never left me even right now, more than a week after that night I had that dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it struck upon me that &lt;i&gt;even if there's a guy out there who wouldn't mind&lt;/i&gt; all that neglect and understand that it was because I was genuinely busy, I'd rather we never got together because I feel like it's not worth it. Or rather, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; not worth it. I'd rather get into a relationship when I'm more ready for it, when I've for time for my significant other. And now's definitely not the time for relationships for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, another reason for staying single for the next 11.5 months is because I obviously want to spend more time on my studies + I personally don't think I'm ready for one anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Remember when adults always said that we teens shouldn't get into relationships at the moment because we're "too young" and hence not ready?&lt;/i&gt; The adults are right. But back then when I heard that my mind went, "Bah! They don't know ME." Now I fully agree with them. I think I understand a lot about love but guess what, there's still a lot more that I don't fully comprehend yet. Trust me, you may think you know far more beyond your age, but all you need to do is to see more of the world out there and realise how little you know now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;7) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Become more discipled in Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm considering going for 1st service on Sundays!&lt;/b&gt; And then while there's 2nd service going on, I'll be studying/doing homework at the cafeteria downstairs or something, all the way until 1.30pm I guess? Because that's when youth service starts. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that through this I can instil more self-discipline in myself when it comes to doing homework + get closer to God. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sermons during 1st service are known to be rather good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also gonna try my best to be on time for prayer meetings in school, as well as learn some pieces on the piano to play during praise and worship etc. when the occassion arises. :D I wanna do my part in leading Coral Outreach and &lt;i&gt;unlock a destiny in someone else's life&lt;/i&gt; (refer to Ps Lim's sermon last Sunday haha!) by the end of this year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Breakthroughs will happen, I tell you!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um okay I guess that's it for the resolutions part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I shall tell you now how I spent New Year's Eve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I spent 2 hours in the day (cannot remember what I did before that though) playing THIS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/9fpe3a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:350%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Suikoden Tierkreis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUPER FUN AND ADDICTING OKAY. @_@&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of the best games I've played in such a long time lor!! And no I don't own a Nintendo DS, I play the game on my laptop. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I downloaded this platform that allows me to play DS games on the laptop called &lt;b&gt;NO$GBA Emulator &lt;/b&gt;(no cash indeed LOL), and then download the .nds file of the game I wanna play. Then I load them together and I get to play! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you're curious about it then go google it up yourself, lazy to find the links and share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love Suikoden!!&lt;/b&gt; :D I remember playing it a number of times on PS1/PS2 before. ^^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/24g136o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This picture don't do the game justice, it's so much more awesome to play!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hahaha the emulator is even in the same format as the Nintendo DS. (two separate screens)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;After playing it for about 2 hours+, went to my paternal cousin's house for countdown.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year I go there and likewise, EVERY YEAR I GET BORED. This time I'm prepared: I brought &lt;i&gt;My Sister's Keeper&lt;/i&gt; there to read LOL. I think last year I brought my PSP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Thought I should mention this but I'm reading My Sister's Keeper for the second time at the moment. I read it before for the first time last year but after watching the movie itself 2 months ago and concluding that the book was way better, I borrowed it from Cuixia and up 'til now I'm only half-done with the book fml. No time to read lah.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my aunt's birthday too so we celebrated with a cake and everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But most of the time I was reading + lounging on their super soft sofa while looking up every once in a while to watch the countdown on channel 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;And I don't know if it's just me or what but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;during the countdown I saw the zero as a 'O', FML FML FML. TO THE MAX.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so wonderful to be reminded during the very first second of 2010 that it's the year of 'O' levels. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think 2009 passed by ridiculously fast, and I hope 2010 will, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a very strong feeling that 2010 will be my toughest year, seeing that I have many bad habits to get rid of + a lot of pressure both on studies AND Coral for Christ. Alumni placing their hope on us to really sow the seeds of the Word into Coral while we can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to think about it, PSLE now feels a million times less significant than 'O' levels ARGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sec 1's can take their time to study and have fun + get used to their school/peers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sec 2's must start bucking up if they haven't due to streaming, or else regret for rest of upper sec life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sec 3's cannot be too lazy or you'll lose out and regret in Sec 4.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sec 4's must chiong like mad for 'O' levels or else regret for life!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studying is so madly stressful, but come to think of it, I'll miss school a lot once I graduate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AIYA too early to start thinking about that already! I shall end off this post soon and start playing my &lt;b&gt;Suikoden&lt;/b&gt;. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and Coralites, you gotta start nodding your heads in agreement with&lt;i&gt; this&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/30i9tvo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-7231644037402963908?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/7231644037402963908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=7231644037402963908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7231644037402963908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7231644037402963908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post-of-year-2010.html' title='First post of Year 2010!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/9fpe3a_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-5344554562734037067</id><published>2009-12-27T23:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:55:23.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't get any more disappointed in Singapore Idol than I already am right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/312k3dv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:400%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PICTURE SAYS IT ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Get well soon Zhiwei! &lt;div&gt;p/p/s: Thanks for the roses and card. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-5344554562734037067?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/5344554562734037067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=5344554562734037067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5344554562734037067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5344554562734037067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/12/cant-get-any-more-disappointed-in.html' title='Can&apos;t get any more disappointed in Singapore Idol than I already am right now.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/312k3dv_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-7916583663258784468</id><published>2009-12-26T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T19:36:51.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight movie with awesome cousins on Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The past few days has been rather eventful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was Zone 6 BBQ, midnight movie on Christmas with cousins and a lot more that I haven't posted pictures of yet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm lazy to find them on Facebook. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I promise you that when Zone 6 BBQ pictures are up, I shall share them with all of you! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The BBQ was really fun&lt;/b&gt; + Thiam Sia is an awesome BBQ chef. B)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shan't talk about it now in case I run out of things to say when I finally post about it LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, instead of having a house party at my house as usual, we decided to have it at my cousin's place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate and talked a lot, then spontaneously decided to watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Avatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at around 7pm+? My cousins googled up the time slots for the many various cinemas but what worried us was transport. Avatar is nearly 3 hours long and if we watched it at 8pm (for example), then the movie would end at about 11pm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.onlinemoviesunlimited.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/avatar-movie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dezhao said Avatar was said to be the Movie of 2009.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course we were still busy googling up time slots for Avatar by 7.45pm so we can't possible catch the 8pm time slot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my mother came into the room so I asked her if she's provide transport and my mother said yes without hesitation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was a huge load off our backs ahahaha. So we decided to catch the 10.30pm movie at Century Square!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy drove me, brother, Meiling and Yuling there. Huiqin had to rush to Yishun to pass something to her friend so she went off by herself first. The car had no more space for Huixin (i.e. Emmy btw) and Dezhao so they took the bus instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mummy dropped us four at Tampines where we quickly rushed to buy our tickets!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then waited for about 5-10min before meeting Huixin and Dezhao at level 1. &lt;i&gt;Then went to Popular at Tampines Mall because I had a very strong urge to splurge on school stuff there. -__-&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The queues there were reeeeaally long and Huixin + brother kept telling me, Meiling and Yuling to faster pass our items to Dezhao 'cos he was queueing up and he'd pay for us too. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was fickle-minded and couldn't decide what kind of file I wanna get so I just passed my post-its to Dezhao (just before he could pay up too LOL). Yuling was too late bahahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Starhub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 'cos wanted to check iPhone prices, then went to NTUC to get drinks. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousins bought 2 one-litre bottles of fruit juice wth!!!! In the end they couldn't finish it (expected hahahaa).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Popeyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for light dinner before the movie! Weird eh, they were all full but I was hungry! Then they were so shocked every time, plus the fact that I was actually slightly underweight. :/ (BMI is 17.3 or something, the norm is 18)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and, Popeyes have really great chicken and mashed potatoes! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go go go try it if you haven't! Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then finally, at 10.30pm we entered the cinema. Huiqin was late by 30min (Yuling went out to pass her her ticket) but it's not too much of a bad thing also, hahaha. Because the first 20min or so is kind of dry and a little confusing, but if you'd ask me to rate the whole movie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I'd rate it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; out of 5 stars! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the best movie I've ever watched (srsly) and it'd feel you soooo spellbound by the world of &lt;i&gt;Pandora&lt;/i&gt;. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its love story incorporated in it is also really touching, me like!!! *spams hearts*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even after the movie, me and my cousins were all still rather stunned by the movie, took us a rather long time to get back to reality LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even when my mother came to fetch us at the taxi stand outside Tampines Mall, I contemplated jumping over this long stretch of bushes that was blocking my way Avatar-style HAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie ended at 1.15am btw! Fetched Meiling and Yuling home before heading home. Reached home at 2am+ and went to sleep only at 3.30am or something hahaha. I was sooooo tired but I enjoyed every bit of my Christmas this year. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs201.snc3/20864_220881251283_691021283_3241263_1850714_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From left to right: &lt;/b&gt;Brother, Huiqin, Yuling, Me, Meiling, Huixin, Dezhao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not the shortest HEHEHEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;And my hair = messy arghh. Hahahha I love my awesome cousins anyway. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm the youngest among them btw LOL. Meiling is 7 months older, ;__;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: Huixin's um,&lt;i&gt; second name&lt;/i&gt; is Lingxin. She legally changed it because some of some fortune teller's advice, but I still AFFECTIONATELY call her by her original name. ^^v&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/1256517559085885322-7916583663258784468?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/7916583663258784468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=7916583663258784468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7916583663258784468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7916583663258784468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/12/midnight-movie-with-awesome-cousins-on.html' title='Midnight movie with awesome cousins on Christmas!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-1279797252682242929</id><published>2009-12-23T20:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:46:12.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day before Christmas Eve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; is coming and I didn't realise. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only did when my mother complained on Sunday about how she had a lot to prepare for the house party my relatives expected her to host. &lt;i&gt;Anyway!&lt;/i&gt; There is a Zone 6 BBQ tomorrow and I haven't asked my parents if I could go... I'm not surprised if they don't let me though. My cell was in charge of dessert and we decided to make jelly/agar-agar. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposed to be at White Sands to buy the ingredients + Cuixia's house to make the jelly but I was lazy to attend the former. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached Cuixia's house at 1.50pm (I was late), brought the 1000-piece jigsaw I had at home for Lilian. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't wanna do it anymore and she was interested in doing them so I gave it to her. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(It was a Christmas gift from last year btw)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also gave this Stitch toy I didn't want anymore to Cuixia since she likes Stitch a lot. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like Santa Claus already ahahahha. Anyway!! &lt;b&gt;SEC 2's NEXT YEAR! PLEASE ORGANISE TOY DONATION DRIVES FOR YOUR STARS PROJECTS LOL.&lt;/b&gt; I wanna donate most of my soft toys away already. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also brought jelly moulds, but I underestimated how much they'd be making.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't enough, but we reused them when the jelly hardened. :D Stayed until 3.10pm, walked to the interchange with Lilian and reached at like, 3.25pm. We were supposed to meet my cousin at Temasek Poly at 3.30pm, and when we were still at the interchange, Felicia and Beverly had already reached!! ;___;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached the Design School's canteen at like, 3.45pm and my cousin Emmy bought me a drink. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shared it with Lilian as we made our way to this classroom where they were supposedly having their casting for their short film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got briefed about out iDreamin tasks as part of the Editorial Team + were given the basic idea of how the short film is going to be like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The script was written none other than my cousin Emmy~! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;IT'S REALLY GOOD! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think if I type it down my words would bring injustice to the really beautiful plot hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited to do articles etc. on the Behind The Scenes!! I'mma go down to TP every chance I've got to watch them. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lilian's interested too, and it's rather relevant to her course! (SP's Diploma in Creative Writing for TV and New Media, in case you're interested hahaha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hung around for a while after that, then Emmy told us they wouldn't be starting rehearsals soon 'cos they're like still discussing the script lor. So we left and took bus 15 together! Me, Felly and Beverly alighted at Tampines Safra where Felicia and I played pool. :D Bev just watched, and I lost to Felicia. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to play a second game but Felicia had to be home quick, so we left and took the bus home. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note relevant to iDreamin, cousin Emmy forwarded a whole bunch of news feeds to me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of them are from their official partner, Universal Music (Singapore). So we've got first-hand info and even interview opportunities about the artistes under them like Lady GaGa, Taylor Swift, Rihanna etc.! Me excited ahhahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there's like 50 articles altogether fml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposed to divide the workload among us four (me, Lilian, Felly, Bev) so each one of us has got like 10~15 articles to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh well,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.idreamin.com/"&gt;http://www.idreamin.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Visit if you haven't!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;p/s: I'm trying to figure out how to AUTOMATICALLY update my iDreamin blog every time I do on this blog. I know it has something to do with RSS feeds and apparently I (still) cannot figure it out. If any of you knows please please please tell me! :D I'll give ya a cookie ahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-1279797252682242929?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/1279797252682242929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=1279797252682242929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1279797252682242929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1279797252682242929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-before-christmas-eve.html' title='The day before Christmas Eve.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-584641007250154905</id><published>2009-12-20T01:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:05:50.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christ for Coral!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;CORAL FOR CHRIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=213544445355&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=213544445355&amp;amp;ref=ts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(from Facebook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;We are a group of students dedicated to bringing Coral Secondary School to Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empowered and equipped with the Word of God and a heart of burden and compassion for the school, we hope to sow the seeds of His word in our school and bring about revival among our peers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides evangelising, we also hope to encourage discipleship among fellow Christians as well because "blessed are those who hear the word of God and obey it!" (Luke 11:28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since July 2009 (during the H1N1 epidemic), a small group of us gathered every morning at the hut just beside the bookshop to pray for the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2010, we hope to see lives transformed, classes influenced and fellow brothers and sisters in Christ discipled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you have a heart of compassion and burden for the school to be saved as well, join us today!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coral for Christ 2009:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1's: Teo Shengjie, Louis Chan&lt;br /&gt;Sec 2's: Wong Waihong, Alistar&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3's: Genevieve Lim, Yvonne Lim, Chiang Jek Ee, Zachary Tan&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4's: Lai Cuixia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Coral for Christ 2010 currently consists of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 2's: Teo Shengjie, Louis Chan&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3's: Wong Waihong, Alistar&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4's: Genevieve Lim, Yvonne Lim, Chiang Jek Ee, Zachary Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our Vision:&lt;/b&gt; Lives transformed, classes influenced and fellow brothers and sisters in Christ discipled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our Motto: &lt;/b&gt;Disciples Prepared to Preach&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Calling all Christians who are in Coral!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's kind of straightforward, from the above group description. Like the bible says, &lt;b&gt;what is faith without works?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven't been anything more than just a Christian convert, here is your chance to move forward with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you've a heart of compassion and burden to see your peers in school saved/impacted, do join us for our morning prayer meetings every school day before morning assembly! It's won't take too long of your time to just pray, and prayer is a powerful tool (as stated in the bible as well) as long as you believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you wish to see yourself discipled as well, you can join us too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these daily meetings are small steps forward to discipling yourself. We're just like a cell group, in 2010 we plan to have sharings every start and end of the week, praise and worship too (alongside prayers). Of course, it will all be spread out throughout the week (excluding weekends) so we won't have to get up too early for our activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like our vision states, we hope to see (our/other's) lives transformed, classes influenced and fellow brothers and sisters in Christ discipled. Let's all work together to raise a generation of leaders in Christ, willing to go all out for God, in our school, amen? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus took 39 strikes on the back for us when He got crucified on that Cross.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daily prayers won't take more than 30min a day, what are those 30min of sleep a day as compared to what He has done for us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faith is nothing without works. Let's begin while we can in our youth. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-584641007250154905?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/584641007250154905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=584641007250154905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/584641007250154905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/584641007250154905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/12/christ-for-coral.html' title='Christ for Coral!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-2185651073484535833</id><published>2009-12-15T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:27:31.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day's updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Hi everyone! (Proper update I promise, haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today has been rather eventful, I was so inclined to blog about today after receiving &lt;b&gt;THESE&lt;/b&gt; in the mail...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/aloftc.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Here's a close-up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/245a99l.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2emfqtj.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#1: &lt;/b&gt;The shirts I ordered a month ago is FINALLY HERE! (refer to &lt;a href="http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/11/start-of-my-first-week-of-holidays.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#2: &lt;/b&gt;The Goodybooks.com gift voucher I won from Low Kay Hwa's mini-contest on Facebook is here too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok let's start with the gift voucher since it's the shortest.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/20ghbnb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Vanessa, when are you getting &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Lilith&lt;/span&gt; for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you haven't bought it then we can go Plaza Sing together haha! I wanna buy 2 more books too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One book costs about $18 if I'm not mistaken. I LOVE LOW KAY HWA'S BOOKS! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok on to the shirts I got.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2evsw3q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wth so much scotch tape. I had to search really long before managing to tear it off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With blogger.com and Twirl (my twitter app.) in the background btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/34e8co5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/24gm8nn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 of these shirts belong to Cuixia, another 2 to me. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She got a red "God is GOOD all the time!" shirt and another red dry-fit "&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;NOTHING is IMPOSSIBLE through God".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Here's what I got!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2dgkcr4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/28rfokz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both &lt;b&gt;FAIL.&lt;/b&gt; Stupid Donny won't let me take a picture in peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/15myao2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2zem3ph.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Front and back. I like! ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/25rcef8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2mzjg4o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Front of the shirt.&lt;/b&gt; Please ignore the stupid dog kthnx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2j5dh03.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/30dcvns.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Back + picture of the tag.&lt;/b&gt; Size is XXS but it's freakin 18 inches wide okay! Size M is so large lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay no more pictures from this point onwards (serious).&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tomorrow hitting the gym with cell group,&lt;/b&gt; gonna pass Cuixia her shirts at the same time! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today went to Kbox with Felicia, Yvonne and Beverly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I SERIOUSLY WANNA GO AGAIN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it was Felicia's + my + Beverly's first time going Kbox (k laugh go on) but of course we've sung at karaoke before lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$14.50 each only, and you get a drink and side order of your choice! We all pooled our side orders together so it's like, a lot in the end LOL. Nuggets, fries, spring rolls, breaded prawns. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the room only until 6pm and we sang all the way until 5.30pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beverly picked all the &lt;b&gt;Jay Chou&lt;/b&gt; songs, Felly picked the &lt;b&gt;JJ Lin&lt;/b&gt; songs, I picked mainly &lt;b&gt;English&lt;/b&gt; and a lot of other rubbish songs (Barbie Girl by Aqua HAHAHAHAH) and Yvonne picked songs from a mixture of artists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so funny I don't know how to explain it man. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all I can say is that the moment all the rubbish songs I picked came on, we began dancing and singing really loudly (w/o mic) while standing on the seats. ._." Like siao like that but we didn't care LOL. Examples of such songs are Barbie Girl, YMCA and so on lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we left, we headed straight for the bus stop and it was &lt;b&gt;RAINING&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only Beverly had an umbrella so she sheltered Felicia while me and Yvonne walked behind them in the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Yvonne went off first while me, Bev and Felly stayed behind at the bus stop. Then Allen (Bev's audi couple) decided to meet Bev and we stayed drenched at the bus stop for quite some time. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allen lives in Yishun btw, but was working part-time as a lifeguard at Wild Wild Wet so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn't walk over to the bus stop though, because it was raining. So we three went back AGAIN, except this time Beverly was the one walking in the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;HUH MUST WALK IN THE RAIN AGAIN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Felly:&lt;/b&gt; Ya lor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bev: &lt;/b&gt;(to me) Then you take the umbrella lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Felly:&lt;/b&gt; THEN ME LEH! Ok then I take the umbrella also. (LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Felly quickly snatches umbrella and used it to shelter us from the rain, while Bev walks behind us in the rain*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bev: &lt;/b&gt;OI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL it's her own umbrella lor yet we don't let her use HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway we met Allen. ME AND FELICIA OFFICIALLY CONCLUDE WE DON'T LIKE HIM LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok according to Felly right, she says Allen has this really DUHHHH kind of tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Felly:&lt;/b&gt; You're Allen right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allen:&lt;/b&gt; Yaaaaaaaaahhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bev: &lt;/b&gt;So what are you doing now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allen:&lt;/b&gt; Waiting for my fatherrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he took a step forward to Bev and actually asked, &lt;i&gt;"Why you bring so many people come?" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;IN FRONT OF US WTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok fine actually I didn't notice. Felicia did. But when I knew it I got as fed-up as Felicia LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;WE WANTED TO PUNCH HIM SO BADLY LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence our dislike for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when Beverly was all shy and didn't know what to say to him, an awkward silence ensued between the both of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allen had the nerves to shrug his shoulders and ask, "So now what?" like -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know what Bev sees in him, but then again I also don't wna know LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT ASIDE. I went home and that was pretty much the end of my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another update I wanna blog about is that I'm single again,&lt;/b&gt; after 11 months, 2 weeks and 4 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't ask me what happened because I'll only tell you if I want to. Don't bother asking either, unless you're a close friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is full of decisions. I just made decisions which I felt were better for myself, period. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-2185651073484535833?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/2185651073484535833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=2185651073484535833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2185651073484535833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2185651073484535833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/12/days-updates.html' title='The day&apos;s updates.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/aloftc_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-2036665015091878533</id><published>2009-12-14T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:54:09.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Send me and I will go for You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday during church, Pastor Jianchong was talking about &lt;b&gt;Outreach&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn't wanna give an altar call but at the last minute, he was led to do so anyway. I responded. I was praying for so many answers and I just felt God's presence right there where I was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone got up to stage to pray for those who responded to altar call. He said something about removing the doubt and obstacles that stand in our ways of moving forward with God and I couldn't help but cry and pray harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't explain it but I'm very sure God told me right where I was,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"My child, I have so many plans for you. Why do you hesitate??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, I am so sorry. I have been failing you in so many ways yet You did not forsake me. )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm willing to go all out for You and change myself for You. Lord, just send me and I will go for You. I'll be a much better student in 2010, I'll try my best to start handing up homework. I'd change so much just so I can use my life as a testimony for You Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, I don't wanna be just a convert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to be a disciple, because in the Bible it says, "Blessed are those who hear the word of God and obey it!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-2036665015091878533?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/2036665015091878533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=2036665015091878533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2036665015091878533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2036665015091878533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/12/send-me-and-i-will-go-for-you.html' title='Send me and I will go for You.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-2650500166177914530</id><published>2009-12-13T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:36:34.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I hesitate when it's so clear what I want now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/9h2fkj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300%;"&gt;I DON'T KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&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/1256517559085885322-2650500166177914530?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/2650500166177914530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=2650500166177914530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2650500166177914530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2650500166177914530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-do-i-hesitate-when-its-so-clear.html' title='Why do I hesitate when it&apos;s so clear what I want now?'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/9h2fkj_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-78839005735329046</id><published>2009-12-08T19:19:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:16:58.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only you can help yourself best.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I really hate it when people victimise themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like it so much that I wanted to rant about it since a long time ago, but I just don't know how to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What good would it bring when you victimise yourself? I can think of many reasons but the main one, I suppose, is ATTENTION. I really don't like attention-whores either. In my honest opinion, I think people who victimise themselves can pretty much be the annoyance/bane of the blogosphere and the net. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like,&lt;b&gt; LISTEN&lt;/b&gt;. I don't wanna hear how sad you are. No wait, screw that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I DON'T WANNA HEAR HOW MUCH YOU'RE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; TRYING TO ESCAPE YOUR CYCLE OF SELF-PITY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's really pathetic because you keep voicing out how much of a terrible situation you are in right now and how no one can save you at all?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;YEAH NO ONE CAN SAVE YOU. NO ONE, BECAUSE ONLY YOU CAN SAVE YOURSELF!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We humans aren't born completely reliant on other fellow human beings to survive, alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since you're so convinced that no one's able to help you then what the heck are you doing crying your eyes out at home? Emotional setbacks SO WHAT? Cannot help yourself meh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might say that with the help of others, one can escape their cycle of self-pity. I disagree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because by putting your trust in someone else to help you "recover" from your so-called trauma, you know what it does?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Trusting others = &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;putting your heart on the line&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By trusting others to make YOUR life right again, you're not helping you or your self-esteem in any way. What if this special person goes away for a period of time when you need him/her? I don't think this person can be by your side 24/7, BECAUSE YOU KNOW WHY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BECAUSE HE/SHE HAS A LIFE. UNLIKE YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the moment they abuse your trust, OH HEY WHUT'S THAT SOUND? That's your heart shattering like, AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then you start giving up on life, start getting suicidal, get engrossed in pitying yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"NO ONE IN THIS WORLD CARES FOR ME EFF IT MAN EFF IT. EFF THE WHOLE EFFING WORLD I WISH I COULD EFFING END MY OWN EFFING LIFE. EFF EFF EFFFFFF."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(with no reference to anybody, I promise)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, totally. You can help yourself if you want to, and if you believe so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kindly leave all your victimising off the scrutiny of others because I think it's annoying that way. If you're so convinced no one can help you then don't even accept the help of others lah! Can't stand it when there are people out there who go, "I might as well just die.... no one cares anymore for me, the heavens are all unfair in my life.... i've lost EVERYTHING worth living for!!!!!1!!" on the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, and then when people speak to them via online means?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Haha thx you so much you dunno how much it means to me.........but maybe there's no more second chance to make things right blablhalahalblahablahblahblahalbla."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm lazy to continue elaborating so I'm ending this post soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might think that I'm probably a bitter person who does not have much faith in the people around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might also think that I'm being rather insensitive to these people who victimise themselves. Like, yeah, maybe they're really sad or something and it's a setback that's been too huge for them to handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let me tell you this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years ago, I've been through a series of events that has made me lose complete confidence in friendships, or basically relationships of every kind. I had lost the people whom I had so much trust in (I was so naive back then). They were practically my everything, besides my own family. But I lost them and you know why? It was because of &lt;b&gt;change&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And CHANGE is really the most suckiest reason to lose the people you love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I became bitter and could not really open up the moment I was Sec 1. I had thought that the best way to protect my heart was by putting on a mask but as time passed by I realised that that wasn't the right way to heal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there was anyone I could credit for helping me escape my cycle of low self-esteem and self-pity back then, &lt;b&gt;it'd be none other than myself&lt;/b&gt;. I wish I had people by my side to help this recovery process but I didn't, and come to think of it I never opened up to others about it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you were hurt once, no matter how huge the setback is, all you gotta do is to learn to open your heart once more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you get hurt again, that's no reason to stop trusting either. Because the moment you stop trusting, not only do you close off the doors of your heart to the people who would disappoint you one day, you would also be closing them to others who genuinely loves you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;You say,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"I'll only NOT trust those whom I know will let me down, or have let me down before."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the thing is, we're all human and we're always prone to disappointing the people around us. Haven't you unwillingly let someone else down before??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People can advise or guide you for all they want, but in the end &lt;b&gt;it's always still YOUR choice to heed them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I say, the best solution is always you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why I hate people who victimise themselves (especially online, because it's so much harder to ignore).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;After-post edit:&lt;/b&gt; Of course there are exceptions, like people whose spirit is willing (yet flesh is weak, but no one said it was easy anyway). It's the annoying kinds are those who come off so weak and helpless etc. + SPIRIT NOT EVEN WILLING LOL that I'm talking about.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-78839005735329046?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/78839005735329046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=78839005735329046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/78839005735329046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/78839005735329046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/12/only-you-can-help-yourself-best.html' title='Only you can help yourself best.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-6237027441846915673</id><published>2009-12-06T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T14:37:18.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day, bad mood, shit always happens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today was a terrible day. Don't wish to talk about it, wish I won't even think about it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've freaking gone for 1st or 2nd service at church this morning since there wasn't youth service (due to Camp K.O.)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry dear. I'm so sorry it had to happen, URGH. )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-6237027441846915673?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/6237027441846915673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=6237027441846915673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/6237027441846915673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/6237027441846915673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/12/bad-day-bad-mood-shit-always-happens.html' title='Bad day, bad mood, shit always happens.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-1580698478062909313</id><published>2009-12-05T17:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:34:11.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random FB message + fetching Yvonne and Beverly from OBS with Felicia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2vv3xao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Screenshot of some random message I got on Facebook&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've only chanced upon 2 Genevieve's in my lifetime?&lt;br /&gt;One was a prefect in my primary school (I was P2 while she was... P6??)&lt;br /&gt;while the other is as old as I am, and is in Pasir Ris Crest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hi people!! This is just a little update btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've time to blog now but my mom has chosen to hog my laptop (with photos still not hosted yet) to watch her dramas.&lt;br /&gt;In the meanwhile I have come to patronize you readers. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cell group today because today's first day of&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Camp K.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Which is church camp fyi.&lt;br /&gt;So the cell group's really small right now (even got people holidaying overseas!). Mummy didn't let me sign up for camp.&lt;br /&gt;This morning went to meet dear. Was supposed to pei him go polyclinic to get his MC before he goes to work BUT I overslept by 30min and by the time I met him (@ 9.15am) he was too lazy to go. Fine lor LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p/s: He didn't go to work yesterday because he just didn't feel like it, so when his boss called him up he lied that he was sick + will produce MC the next day. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday,&lt;/span&gt; met Felicia on the MRT train and we trained aalllllllllllllll the way to Punggol lor!! Wanted to fetch Yvonne and Beverly from their OBS camp. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Pasir Ris&lt;/span&gt; -&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;City Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (30min)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;City Hall&lt;/span&gt; -&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dhoby Gaut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (aiya no need say lah, it's just one stop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dhoby Gaut&lt;/span&gt; -&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Punggol&lt;/span&gt; (30min)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt so sian lor, when I saw that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Punggol was at the very end of the Purple line&lt;/span&gt;.  -__-&lt;br /&gt;Work attachment at AMK was already enough to make me hate hour-long train rides!!!&lt;br /&gt;And some more Punggol is actually very near Pasir Ris (just a 15min drive), just that when you take the MRT, you go one big round around it. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Punggol MRT station at about 2pm. IT WAS SO FREAKING DESERTED LAH HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;We sat in the middle of the huge MRT station and camwhored (a little) + videoed Felicia practising her dance steps + had spontaneous singalongs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, we did for one hour and then decided to go back home because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Felicia was needed back home by 5pm, 2) I doubted that they would be back during the next hour &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3) dear wanted me to meet him since he skipped work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we took the train back and we both got a $2 off our EZ-link cards as penalty for overstaying.&lt;br /&gt;From 12.30pm until 4.30pm... 4 hours! Who the heck spends four hours taking the train from Pasir Ris and... alighting at Pasir Ris?? -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No, me and Felicia didn't go past the gantries at Punggol MRT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway lah. I sort of knew where dear was since he didn't pick up my call.&lt;br /&gt;I headed straight to the arcade and I found him playing the drums there HAHAHAH. Yongxiang was there too. I left them alone and went to have my really late lunch at KFC. Could've opted for Macs but I was afraid I'd get too full for dinner. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went back to arcade to find dear + Yongxiang, then sat down at Macs to chitchat.&lt;br /&gt;I also bumped into Yvonne and Beverly, + Yvonne refunded me $2 for the overstaying penalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 7pm, pretty much end of day eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I cut my fringe. &lt;/span&gt;I couldn't stand how insanely long it was and I was soooooo tempted...&lt;br /&gt;Now it's much shorter (AND NEATER, HALLELUJAH!) but I'm having a hard time getting used to it. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I just need time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I'm not scared to cut my fringe myself because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) I know how I want my fringe best, 2) I also won't cut until so jialat one right? Decent enough for the likes for me, &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) even if I screw up/cut it too short, fringes grow back rather quickly.&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures some other time.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go type out a draft for my next post and then add in pictures when I can use the laptop. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-1580698478062909313?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/1580698478062909313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=1580698478062909313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1580698478062909313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1580698478062909313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-fb-message-fetching-yvonne-and.html' title='Random FB message + fetching Yvonne and Beverly from OBS with Felicia.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/2vv3xao_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-2243907107529039406</id><published>2009-12-02T00:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:49:16.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you stay awake for me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/dmegwk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;(First attempt in doing these kind of pictures)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Life has been really great yet shag at the same time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;haven't got the time to post or even type up a proper draft! My weekends have been really great so far, can't wait to blog about them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saturday was great&lt;/i&gt;, especially during zone service because I could feel God's strong presence in the theatrette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was shaking non-stop as I felt the Holy Spirit guiding me to pray for my brother, and even after I've stopped shaking after I prayed, Weeshan prayed for my brother and I began shaking again as I stood next to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunday was the Gemmy Awards.&lt;/i&gt; I &lt;s&gt;think I&lt;/s&gt; made a mistake in my previous post though, did you guys notice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemmy Awards = Generations + &lt;/b&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emmy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt; Grammy Awards.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. It was really enjoyable, maybe gonna source for pictures on Facebook and post it up! (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monday was my rest day,&lt;/i&gt; and also the day Yvonne and Beverly set off for their OBS camp... Wanted to send them off with Felicia! But my mother don't allow, and I woke up at&lt;b&gt; 2.30pm&lt;/b&gt; that day anyway LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Tuesday to Thursday is my work attachment at AMK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boss says that if the branch at AMK has no more errands for us to do, we can just go back to the Bedok branch again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'll have to go to work myself on Thursday (Bev at camp, Felicia got appointment) &lt;b&gt;I SURE HOPE I WON'T HAVE TO GO TO AMK MYSELF!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work was damn shag lor, even taking the MRT there from 9am to 10am is shag enough LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I got a (minor) paper cut today. I gave out more fliers than Felicia hahahaha. I dozed off in the classroom for like, 10min or so when I was supposed to finish up one huge stack of primary school maths worksheets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is, &lt;i&gt;until Felicia accidentally dropped her handphone onto the floor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up with a shock and my heart was beating so fast I couldn't get back to sleep! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday's the day when Yvonne and Beverly return from OBS!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felicia and I are so gonna fetch them lor hahaha! MISS THEM LOADS CAN. Especially that Beverly. Whole holiday only see her like once lor, sadded!!! Nevertheless I still miss Yvonne a lot a lot. Like, &lt;i&gt;SO MUCH MORE THAN JACKSON~~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Best part is that I don't have a tagboard, so Jackson cannot argue back that he misses Yvonne more LOL. Twitter/MSN, I'll ignore all HAHAH.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K lah it's past midnight and I have to wake up at bloody 7.30am tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh and!! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Happy blessed 14th&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Jiayi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;xiaosao. ^^ 2 more years to NC16 LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mummy's in Penang and Donny's going crazy over missing her, URGH.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kthxbai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I'll try to blog on Friday. &lt;i&gt;TRY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-2243907107529039406?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/2243907107529039406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=2243907107529039406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2243907107529039406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/2243907107529039406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-attempt-in-doing-these-kind-of.html' title='Will you stay awake for me?'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/dmegwk_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-481174861020573187</id><published>2009-11-26T18:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:42:40.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I realise I update my private blog everyday LOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Sorry guys for not updatingggg!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;So obsessed with updating my private blog because I've been facing a lot of err... emotional warfare (whatever you call it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My holidays have been pretty slack, I've been sleeping at 3am and waking up past 12noon. Argh today I woke up at 2.30pm!! 'Cos the previous night I was watching &lt;b&gt;Whose Line Is It Anyway?&lt;/b&gt; (PURELY EPIC AHAHA),&lt;b&gt; CSI&lt;/b&gt; and a little bit of &lt;b&gt;The Contender&lt;/b&gt; with my brother until 3am? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news though! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/110jW0Az8Jc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/110jW0Az8Jc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;The Flashmob video is up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This flashmob was organised by &lt;i&gt;SGFlashMobs!&lt;/i&gt;, newly founded by Thomas, on 15 November.&lt;div&gt;This was a "take cover" mob, where we actually disperse and blend in with the crowd. Once we've flagged our "victims" we would circle them and a couple of people would shout, "TAKE COVER!!" and we'd quickly duck and place our hands over our heads LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It didn't have the desired effect all the time, but we had a number of successes too!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may say that we're victimizing people instead, personally I feel it's kind of true to an extent? 'Cos some guy in our group (not Thomas fyi) kept suggesting we flag the elderly wth. More like he trying to scare them lor! I think this kind of attitude THEN is called victimizing. Every time scare elderly buay sian meh? -__- I told him, "Later they faint then siao liao" but he got that kind of heck care attitude. Walao eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think this flashmob was that much of a success anyway, I think the people were too focused on scaring others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know, I think that this flashmob would be better if we targeted the youths instead, because they're more open-minded and the flashmob's objectives would have been better met. Youths would appreciate it more imho. Like, why you wanna target the older generation of Singapore when you know they're more conservative and will not appreciate it one bit?? Common sense right. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, there's another flashmob taking place near Christmas, if you're interested in joining then search "The Christmas Flashmob!" on Facebook okay! Then RSVP when you're confirm coming. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/s: &lt;/b&gt;I personally think the video done is way too brief. And there's way too much talking, too little action shown. :E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/p/s:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah Andie's the reporter there. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm very lazy to post up pictures leh. I've even taken like, FIVE (lol) pictures during the Primary School Camp on the 16th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAN I UPLOAD THEM SOME OTHER TIME?&lt;/b&gt; Yeah? Okay some other time then. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work attachment slot has been postponed to 1/12~3/12. On 3/12 Felicia and Beverly cmi so I've to go to AMK alone. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thought of that is really enough to ruin my mood. BUT ON A MUCH BRIGHTER NOTE!! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;The weekends are totally gonna be awesome HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Not to mention tomorrow (Friday)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna go Peninsula and Bugis with clique, happy happy happy!! The last time I went shopping with them was, what, in June??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's a very long time ago!! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've made up my mind that next year, I'll go shopping whenever I want to, alone or not. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's gonna be like, 2 shopping rounds? One in November and another in December, which is not confirmed yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally regret not saving up this year lor!!! Argh but never mind, money can always be earned/saved right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, there's Zone Service and right after that I'm gonna rush down to The Heeren for THIS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs110.snc3/15764_183684811218_117054736218_3015169_7032189_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;iDreamin.com&lt;/span&gt;'s main launch!! Like finally!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay for benefit of the doubt, here's what iDreamin is all about, as quoted by my cousin in her email:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;iDreamin.com&lt;/b&gt; is an online talent development/management platform for promising artistically-talented youth to publish their talent and providing of undiscovered user generated contents, graphics, music, videos, literature works to the creative mass media industries.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a year ago, 3 of my cousins had ideas for this project and slowly as time progresses, this idea has really grown!&lt;div&gt;Now it is sponsored and supported by &lt;b&gt;Media Development Authority Singapore (MDA)&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Expara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (their mentor), &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;The Heeren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (free stage for main launch!), &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Singapore Media Academy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (it's a school by Mediacorp), &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Infocomm Asia Holdings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (my cousin's previous company. Responsible for the development of games like Granado Espada and Dragonica!), &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;77th Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (free apparels for their upcoming short film), &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;World Vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (some charitable organisation), &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;National University of Singapore (NUS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Nanyang Technological University (NTU)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Lasalle&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have also set up booths in TP and possibly more in other polytechnics/campuses too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm going for the main launch on Saturday after my zone service, drop by and join us if you're in the area!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's at The Heeren and the event is gonna last until 7-8pm, tell me if you're gonna be there okay! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm part of the iDreamin's official Editorial Team btw. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iDreamin official website: &lt;a href="http://idreamin.com/"&gt;http://idreamin.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On Sunday, it's the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Gemmy Awards&lt;/span&gt; @ The Cornerstone!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our youth ministry is called Generations, so the Gemmy Awards = Generations + Emmy Awards LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's to reward some of the more outstanding youths who have served the ministry well, and &lt;b&gt;Marc + Weiyi + Purdee + Stanley Tan + Dylan&lt;/b&gt; have been nominated for the various areas that they have served! Marc for playing the electric guitar in the Worship ministry, Weiyi for faithfully serving the Helps ministry, Purdee for Admins and always doing zone attendance, Stanley for maintaining and contributing to generations.sg, Dylan for Drama ministry and he did a good job in Who's Who too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awards ceremony will be on this Sunday and dress code is formal. I cannot wait LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow gonna look for a dress, as well as look for belts, more tops and more! Mummy wants to bring me to Penang with her on her business trip but it clashes with my work attachment... :((( I WANT GO SHOE SHOPPING AT MALAYSIA LOR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only I had a freaking job, OKAY. Then I needn't worry about money but I'm left with nearly one more month of holidays, how to work like that? Argh. Can't wait to quickly get over and done with 'O' levels next year, then I'll have like 6 months of holidays and I can work for money. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Updated my wishlist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Check profile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want 3 of &lt;b&gt;Low Kay Hwa&lt;/b&gt;'s books: Lilith, To Forget You, and I Believe You. I also want an iTouch but of course no one's gonna get it for me LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Oh and btw I won a $10 Goody Books gift voucher!! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goodybooks.com is Low Kay Hwa's site btw, I linked him up, check my links section.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took part in his mini-contest on Facebook, and all I had to do was to just name my favourite character from &lt;i&gt;A Photogenic Life&lt;/i&gt; and say why. 6 lucky winners will get the gift voucher whereas another 2 luckier ones will win a book each!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was quite indignant lor 'cos one of the winners for the book each had answers similar to mine and many others... total bullshxt please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She confirm looked at our answers beforehand (I was 2nd to submit my answer) and incorporated them into her own lor!! But never mind lah at least I won something. If I won NOTHING at all then I'd be damn pissed LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and, one more recent update (very rare because I've been slacking too much ever since after PSC lol) before I end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I met dear at White Sands at 9.45am, waited for Jermaine (dear's classmate + A GUY BTW LOL) until like, 10am+?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took MRT to Tampines where we caught the 10.30am movie for &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Shaun, another one of dear's classmate, joined us too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lodim.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/2012_movie_poster1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The movie lasted until 1pm.&lt;/b&gt; :/ We had cornflakes passed around during the movie though!! Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they ate their lunch somewhere at Tampines before pei-ing me at the interchange. After I boarded the bus home, they went straight to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got home I K.O.-ed on the sofa all the way 'til 6pm. -__- I wasted my afternoon sleeping, great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall abruptly end my blog post here bwahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;[After-post edit:&lt;/b&gt; In 2013 I shall watch 2012 and laugh. Join the Facebook group now!! LOL. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=108896834996&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=108896834996&amp;amp;ref=nf&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&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/1256517559085885322-481174861020573187?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/481174861020573187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=481174861020573187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/481174861020573187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/481174861020573187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-realise-i-update-my-private-blog.html' title='I realise I update my private blog everyday LOL.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-9172236072371768258</id><published>2009-11-21T22:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:05:33.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is no. 1 on my Christmas wishlist:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(edited)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://my.goodybooksonlinestore.com/images/lilith3D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I WANT THIS BOOK SO BADLY, AAHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a shop in Plaza Singapura 6th level that sells this... except I don't know how much. ):&lt;div&gt;Sophie went there recently and bought like two books I think? Sian I wanna save up to get this book but I'm saving up for shopping (1st priority!) lor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you're planning to get me a Christmas present... &lt;i&gt;*hint hint*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Lilith"&lt;/b&gt; is Low Kay Hwa's latest novel. It was recently released and I'm a HUGE fan of Low Kay Hwa!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's quite young, below 20 I believe, and he's so awesome. I've only read 2 of his other books, &lt;b&gt;"A Photogenic Life" &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;s&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I Believe You"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt; "You Are Here" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;[I mixed those two books up, sorry. It's You Are Here instead of I Believe You]&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;"A Photogenic Life" was so thought-provoking whereas &lt;s&gt;"I Believe You"&lt;/s&gt; "You Are Here" was a tear-jerker. But nevertheless I love both of them to bits!!! I've just read the online preview of "Lilith" (&lt;a href="http://www.goodybooks.com/lilith.htm"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;) and I really wanna read the whole book!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someone get for me please!! &lt;/b&gt;I'm like so desperate LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Ya lah the book has dear's name in it lah. I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;[Edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;VANESSA QUEK YAN RONG IS GONNA BUY THE BOOK FOR ME AS A BELATED BIRTHDAY PRESENT, YESSAAA! THANK YOU SO MUCH VANESSA I LOVE YOUUUU. AHAHAHAH I'M SUCHA HAPPY GIRL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;[/Edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-9172236072371768258?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/9172236072371768258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=9172236072371768258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/9172236072371768258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/9172236072371768258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-no-1-on-my-christmas-wishlist.html' title='This is no. 1 on my Christmas wishlist:'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-9218205229075849872</id><published>2009-11-20T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:49:44.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Who in despite of view is pleased to dote;"</title><content type='html'>I was just thinking a lot the past few days and I suddenly remembered&lt;b&gt; THIS&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6XGUhzfutc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6XGUhzfutc&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Pretty much the funniest part in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;10 Things I Hate About You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Heath Ledger is so cute/charming etc., &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Too bad he's dead irl. ):&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(For benefit of the doubt)&lt;/i&gt; For Lit last year when I was Sec 2, besides &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Martyn Pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; we were also taught &lt;i&gt;The Taming of the Shrew&lt;/i&gt; by William Shakespear. It's quite a nice story, and the movie "10 Things I Hate About You" was based on that play! We were screened and tested this movie in our exams. You should watch it! Really very nice, haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway the main point about this post is gonna be similar to &lt;a href="http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2008/10/maybe-my-alter-ego-i-dont-know.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somewhere in the middle of the movie, the class was given an assignment to write their own versions of Shakespeare's Sonnet #141:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(In truth, I do not love you with my eyes,)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For they in thee a thousand errors note;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(For my eyes note a thousand faults in you;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(But it is my heart that loves what my eyes dislike,)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who in despite of view is pleased to dote;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Which, despite what it sees, continues to dote on you;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kat's (the shrew of the movie) version of it:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/84e0HYgo_eU&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/84e0HYgo_eU&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;ENGLISH CLASS - DAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mr. Morgan stands at a podium and faces the class with an open book in front of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MR. MORGAN: &lt;/b&gt;All right. I assume everyone has found time to complete their poem. Except for Mr. Donner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;He begins to laugh, very pleased. Joey sulks at his desk behind a pair of sunglasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MR. MORGAN:&lt;/b&gt; ...who has an excuse. &lt;i&gt;(to Joey)&lt;/i&gt; Shaft, lose the glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Joey reluctantly removes his shades to reveal severe damage. The class snickers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MR. MORGAN: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(continuing)&lt;/i&gt; Alright. Anyone brave enough to read theirs aloud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;No one moves. Then Kat slowly raises her hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KAT:&lt;/b&gt; I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Patrick looks up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MR. MORGAN:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(anticipating the worst) &lt;/i&gt;Lord. Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Kat stands and walks to face the class. She clears her throat before reading from her notebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KAT:&lt;/b&gt; I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;She pauses, then continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KAT:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(continuing) &lt;/i&gt;I hate it... I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;She begins to cry as she continues to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KAT:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(continuing)&lt;/i&gt; I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you; Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;She looks directly at Patrick. He looks back this time, morose, thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she walks out of the room The rest of the class remains in stunned silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- 10 Things I Hate About You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only part of the movie that I just can't seem to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I just wanna say that I feel so much like Kat right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Again.&lt;/i&gt;&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/1256517559085885322-9218205229075849872?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/9218205229075849872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=9218205229075849872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/9218205229075849872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/9218205229075849872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-in-despite-of-view-is-pleased-to.html' title='&quot;Who in despite of view is pleased to dote;&quot;'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-1153943200407773806</id><published>2009-11-18T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:34:38.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two new songs I wanna learn on the piano:</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/60Skm65N91I&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/60Skm65N91I&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YxW11wOl7Ok&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YxW11wOl7Ok&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You'll hear me playing these songs on the school piano in 2010! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Yes, I'm that determined to learn them, especially the first song which I'm addicted to. Check the song out!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen to them, they're really amazing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall blog some other time, especially about the flashmob me and Felicia attended last Saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just waiting for the videos to be uploaded. (: I made a lot of new friends during the flashmob! It was rather fun, I wanna go again! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND AND.&lt;/b&gt; The live reporter from who was following up on us (as in following us everywhere we went and conducted interviews for us + a cameraman) was none other than &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ANDIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, winner of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Xiaxue's BFF Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!! She's like chao friendly and even more chio in real life! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qbThvL2HZu4&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qbThvL2HZu4&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; *finds her chao familiar and approaches her after she finished interviewing Alzena* Erm, what's your name? ^^&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andie:&lt;/b&gt; Andie. *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Oohhh no wonder you're so familiar!! From Xiaxue's Guide to Life right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andie:&lt;/b&gt; Oh my gosh! You remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Hahahaha yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andie: &lt;/b&gt;Haha, what's your name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Genevieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andie:&lt;/b&gt; Genevieve? That's a pretty name, I like that name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Haha thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andie:&lt;/b&gt; Add me on Facebook okay? *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad I don't know her surname because I can't seem to find her profile on Facebook LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway work attachment was supposed to be from today to Friday... but it was postponed to 24/11~26/11 and 1/12~3/12. Sian lor!! Clash with plans leh. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Friday receiving the shirts me and Cuixia ordered online (EXCITED!!), Saturday is the &lt;b&gt;Generations Soccer Competition @ Tampines Safra&lt;/b&gt;! Tuesday probably gonna go Bugis and shop (finally!!) with girlfriends, woohoo I can't wait!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Felicia have decided NOT to dye our hair this holiday already, we're gonna dye after our 'O' levels next year instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;To end off this post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-fc4EqehaX4&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-fc4EqehaX4&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Am I like, the only one who loves this advertisement??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;IT'S CHAO CUTE LAH HAHAHAHA. "Quick! TRY TO LOOK BONEY. *sucks in cheeks*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://poll.pollcode.com/7Q0"&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="500"    style="background-color:#EEEEEE;font-family:'Verdana';font-size:13px;color:#000000;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" colspan="2" align="right"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:black;"&gt;pollcode.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="500"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you like the advertisement too?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="500" align="center" style="padding:2px;"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="answer" value="1"&gt;TOTALLY.  &lt;input type="radio" name="answer" value="2"&gt;Nothing special leh.  &lt;input type="radio" name="answer" value="3"&gt;No.  &lt;input type="submit" value="Vote"&gt;  &lt;input type="submit" name="view" value="View"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-1153943200407773806?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/1153943200407773806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=1153943200407773806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1153943200407773806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1153943200407773806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/11/two-new-songs-i-wanna-learn-on-piano.html' title='Two new songs I wanna learn on the piano:'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-3170165774902039605</id><published>2009-11-13T21:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:00:13.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who loves wordy posts? :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;CCA Camp was awesome!&lt;/b&gt; First day kind of slack at first lah, but it was alright.&lt;div&gt;Was made group leader for my group, which consists of all Sec 1's except for Kay Wee. LOL. Had Nigel, Tricia and Ilina! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day started out with a lesson on elements of digital photography at 9am. Learnt about how different kinds of lines and lighting will change the feelings your photograph. Also learnt about proportions in a photograph etc., basically it was rather dry but informative lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then had sandwiches and siew mai provided as snacks before heading back for some more lessons on digital photography. Then at 12.30pm, went around school to take photos with group! Ivan said must have at least 10 pictures so since there were 5 of us, one person just take 2 pictures each lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we went to the &lt;i&gt;huts&lt;/i&gt; (MOST INSPIRATIONAL PLACE EVER K. If you can't take good photos there then it means you really suck LOL) and Nigel's photos every time never take properly, not substantial one LOL. Kept deleting his photos over and over again and while he went off trying to take good photos, the rest of us just slack at the huts there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 2pm, went for lunch! Lunch was cooked by the auntie from Stall 8. It wasn't that good, egg too salty, veg too plain, rice too dry. ;_;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that had games. &lt;b&gt;Musical chairs and egg drop&lt;/b&gt;! Musical chairs was more fun than I had expected it to be LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For egg drop, each group was given a raw egg and newspapers/straws/tape and we gotta use the materials to shield the egg, so that in the end when they drop the whole thing from the 3rd storey, the egg doesn't break! If it breaks then you lose lah, but in the end everyone also win. LOL. Dismissed at 4.30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Thursday (yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was day 2. Had a runthrough of everyone's photos, Instructor Don seriously was pissing me off that morning (k lah, I was on an empty stomach so that played a part also) and he also said that the photos I took weren't good!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;IT'S&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;NICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; LOR. AND EVEN NICER AFTER I PHOTOSHOPPED IT K. ZZZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't even pay attention to his photoshop lessons because I know all he taught already. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liquify, exposure, curves, hue/saturation. He also didn't teach (but I still know already) photo filter, replace colour, gradients etc. lor. And I don't like it when he snoops around my computer and observes what I do, because I don't think I need it (or his opinions, for that matter).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then had some random assignment to do a flash advertisement on sandwiches and sushi. (?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instructor Don gave a super crash course on flash animation. They also never say what the advertisement's objective is supposed to be so I anyhow do lor. Very chicken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then had lunch! It was delayed for like 30min though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs Ho was being very annoying that day and she said accusing things that made Vanessa cry, wth! Frustrated or what also cannot anyhow like that right, then when Joan finally came back to CCA she tried to ease the tension between her and the committee board, Mrs Ho freaking scolded her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the things that really pisses me off is &lt;b&gt;adults who think that the opinions of anyone else younger than them are meaningless. &lt;/b&gt;Like seriously. Like what Atticus said in To Kill A Mockingbird, sometimes even adults have things to learn from children! All Joan said was to tell Mrs Ho to just forget the issue, forgive and forget and keep the camp rolling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mrs Ho:&lt;/b&gt; DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;That soooo made Joan's day~&lt;/i&gt; -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;That aside, lunch was DIY! &lt;/b&gt;Make your own sandwich and sushi LOL. They provided all the bread, rice, seaweed, sausages, cucumbers, crabsticks, cheese, lettuce and more! Was quite full hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then played some number game and Monkey See Monkey Do at the AVA room with the whole CCA before getting into our groups for the amazing race. Ilina and Tricia never come lor!! Pangseh me, then make me the only girl LOL. Only got Kay Wee and Nigel, then Dewey lagi best! His whole group absent HAHAH. So he joined my team. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ooh and! My team won amazing race 'cos got me lah!&lt;/b&gt; I'm so competitive LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were like chao fast and the runner-up team finished like 15min after us, which is bloody long LOL. One of the stations was at the 4th level so my whole group chionged up the stairs to find the station master, ONLY TO FIND THAT WE HAVE TO BLOW 20 PINK BALLOONS LOL. Out of breath some more leh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway there were like tons of balloons by the end of the amazing race and while some people were setting up our own improvised BBQ pits at the back of the canteen, the majority of us made Emil and Benjamin burst all the balloons using their butts!! Then some more after each balloon they burst they must say, "I love balloons!" LOL SO GAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And speaking of gay, &lt;b&gt;we made Emil do super lots of gay forfeits&lt;/b&gt; including the Carebear Shine and the Huga Huga~! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BBQ was awesome. No chicken wings and such, just the simple stuff like satay, garlic bread, otah and fishballs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a great time bonding with the CCA lah! Laughed so much with them, we sat down around the bbq pits and chitchatted as we helped ourselves to the food! I love the garlic bread too :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home at 7pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; reported to school at 10.30am for briefing by Sec 2 Redshirts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday's the first day of the primary school camp that they're organising and a whole bunch of us Sec 3's are helping out as game masters for their amazing race!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year, the reward given for completing every station was some kungfu move lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then can have some fighting showdown with other teams! But this year they're having a DANCE showdown so the reward for every station completed was a dance move... and we station masters have to learn it LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's all broken up lah of course, mine very easy leh! &lt;b&gt;Turn around and clap only&lt;/b&gt; HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felicia's one must wiggle the shoulders, Yvonne's one is the heartbeat one! Quite cute lor, somehow I can't wait for Monday already LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me and Felly are gonna sleep over too!&lt;/i&gt; Since Tuesday's open house. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to minimart to buy food before Felly and Yvonne headed for CG. I went straight home and finally bathed Donny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty much end of day lah. I miss dear a lot... It has been a long time since I said that on my blog I think, LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Dearrrrrrrrrr, I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you!!!! ))):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: One more week to getting the shirts me and Cuixia bought online!! YESSAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-3170165774902039605?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/3170165774902039605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=3170165774902039605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/3170165774902039605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/3170165774902039605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-loves-wordy-posts-d.html' title='Who loves wordy posts? :D'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-8258664314660603969</id><published>2009-11-09T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:44:08.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO SATISFIED. :D :D :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Just came home from central, I feel so satisfied and I feel like blogging this too! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished doing 3 things... &lt;i&gt;lunch, fund transfer and police report&lt;/i&gt;! Waited super long for my brother to finish his stupid Dota game so that we can go makan. Ate lunch at 4pm+ in the end. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, went to the POSB ATM behind the supermarket there to do bank transfer for the 4 shirts me and Cuixia bought!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never tried bank transfer before so it took me 3 tries to get it right!&lt;b&gt; 1st time I tried,&lt;/b&gt; selected "To my designated account" instead of "To a different account". &lt;b&gt;2nd try was pretty much the same&lt;/b&gt; except that I selected my account type as Savings instead of Current. &lt;b&gt;3rd try,&lt;/b&gt; selected account type as Savings and selected "to a different account". Then at last can. -_- I feel a bit suaku lor but never mind! At least now I know bwahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Total amount for the 4 shirts is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;$48/-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheap lehhhhh, if no promotion then have to pay $80 lor! U.P. $20 per piece ma. Me and Cuixia saved like, $16 each! ^^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha mad happy. &lt;i&gt;And the person I contacted was so damn nice okay&lt;/i&gt; HAHAHA. At first me and Cuixia got a lot of problems here and there, at first didn't know if can use POSB account to transfer to DBS account or not, then she got her friend to use Paypal. But then the visa reached its limit and by the time I knew, I cancelled my order with the guy. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I emailed that guy back again and asked to un-cancel the order. &lt;/b&gt;THEN, still had doubts about POSB/DBS so Cuixia got Joanne's sister to order the same 4 shirts for us just in case I cannot do bank transfer (at least got back-up, we scared if back out then cannot buy the shirts at $12 a piece already) at the last minute lor! Then I so malu leh, email the guy for the third time in a row (he haven't even reply the first email yet LOL) to say that maybe put the order on hold. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, he replied me this morning and he's so damn nice about it also lor! Tolerate all my nonsense LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I'm like so damn satisfied because it's like a whole load off my back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yeah the police report. Nothing happened to me lah, just reported the loss of the donation pledge card. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent like not more than 10min there lor, the last (and first) time I made a police report, I stayed in the stupid police post for 2 hours like that leh!! Lucky dear and Felly were with me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Altogether, 3 things off my mind today, I feel rather happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And these few days I've been updating my private blog more often... kind of like it there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can post up all the things on my mind that I don't want just anyone to see. ^^ Doesn't have to be posts that badmouth others, in fact I rarely write such posts anymore haha! Just that some things I consider more personal. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Considering if I should bathe Donny later on~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: Shirts will arrive by next Friday!! I CANNOT WAIT :D :D :D *excited*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-8258664314660603969?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/8258664314660603969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=8258664314660603969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/8258664314660603969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/8258664314660603969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-satisfied-d-d-d.html' title='SO SATISFIED. :D :D :D'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-3671933579093575241</id><published>2009-11-09T10:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:10:12.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of my first week of holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Hiiiiiiiiiii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm making it a habit to blog more often so that I can maintain my increasing readership. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so happy when I checked my Nuffnang analytics just now. &lt;b&gt;FINALLY INCREASED TO AT LEAST 200 UNIQUES PER WEEK LAH.&lt;/b&gt; Last time I can get 300+ leh! Basket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid me went on hiatus and didn't blog for ages a couple of months ago. Then my readership fell by like 50% or more zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY THAT ASIDE. Saturday we had combined cell at &lt;b&gt;Nicole&lt;/b&gt;'s house! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just 3 stops from where we would usually alight at to go to Rosemary's/Vivian's house. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;NICOLE'S HOUSE IS BEAUTIFUL I TELL YOUUUUU.&lt;/b&gt; Private estate with really beautiful furnishings! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a house like hers someday, HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went there with Yvonne, Cuixia, Lilian and Joanne! When we reached, Nick was the only guy LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when Nicole took our her box of DVDs, we all were like chao bimbotic and suggested watching movies like &lt;i&gt;Wild Girl&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Tinker Bell&lt;/b&gt; LOL! Nick was like, "NO, NO, NOOOO~! &lt;i&gt;No chick flicks and Disney movies&lt;/i&gt;!!" HAHAHA! Funny to the max okay, then every time Nick asked Lilian to do something for him she would be like, "ONLY IF YOU LET US WATCH TINKER BELL."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we all played &lt;b&gt;Taboo&lt;/b&gt;! Quite fun leh, I WANT PLAY AGAIN! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marc play Taboo got anointing one HAHAH. Damn funny one lor he! Basically you've to have 2 opposing teams and they would take turns to send a representative out. You will be given a card with a word on it, something like "Medical". You're supposed to describe it to the best you can without saying that word out, and if your team manages to guess the word right, you earn a point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The catch is!&lt;/b&gt; Underneath it would be a list of about 5 "taboo" words that you're NOT supposed to say while describing the word as well! Words like "X-ray", "doctor" etc. so yeah! You're only give about 1min I think to get the most points you can per turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to topic! Once, Marc was given the word "Jean" and you know how he described it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marc:&lt;/b&gt; *starts dancing like Michael Jackson* BILLIE--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Us:&lt;/b&gt; ...JEAN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And during another round when he was in another team and was given "San Francisco":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marc:&lt;/b&gt; Err... It's a state of America.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nicole:&lt;/b&gt; HUH America has hundreds of states leh, siao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marc:&lt;/b&gt; Aiyah just anyhow guess lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(after a lot of people anyhow guessed and still couldn't get it right)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marc:&lt;/b&gt; Err okay! If for example I want to SMS something to Wendy right, then I type my message finish already then I press...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Others:&lt;/b&gt; ...'send'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marc:&lt;/b&gt; YAYAYA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Others:&lt;/b&gt; *after a while* OOOHH "SEND" FRANCISCO!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;TABOO WITH 6.2 AND 6.6 WAS SO FUN HAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to play it again lah!! Hahahah, after we played Taboo, watched this Korean movie called &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Tsunami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/34ip82p.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not bad leh actually!&lt;/i&gt; But the English subtitles really suck LOL. Direct translation ma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And because I was so confused, the first half of the movie was really very lehcheh LOL. Kept wondering when the stupid tsunami is gonna strike and I TELL YOU, WHEN THE TSUNAMI REALLY DID STRIKE I WAS SOBBING NON-STOP OK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Really a total tear-jerker.&lt;/i&gt; Usually when I watch emotional endings of a movie, I cry like once and that's all, maybe twice too? But this movie? Like 3-4 times non-stop oh my gosh, even after the scene ended I was still sobbing. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall I give this movie &lt;b&gt;4.5 stars&lt;/b&gt;!! It's really quite good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway this movie was actually quite long, maybe more than 2 hours? Felt like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time the movie ended, it was nearing 6pm and I wanted to go back home already. The rest still wanna watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;The Mist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (thriller show so I DON'T WANT!) + order pizza for dinner. So I left first and nearly got lost lol. But!! &lt;i&gt;My awesome sense of direction AND photographic memory&lt;/i&gt; let me remember where the bus stop was (what you expect, private estate that area leh! Machiam labyrinth lor!), ahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for bus 15 home, suddenly felt like calling up my mother to ask if she needed me to buy anything home for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just nice, my mother was picking up my ahyi at Bedok that area which was relatively nearby!! And because my mother didn't know exactly which street I was at, I took the bus to East Shore Hospital (3 stops away only!) and waited there for her. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached Pasir Ris in not more than 15min. Damn fast lor as compared to my stupid hour-long bus ride!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then had dinner at central with mummy, tapao-ed dinner for my brother at the same time. ^^ Pretty much the end of my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following day on &lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt; (yesterday), I had church! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Lilian, Joanne and Cuixia at MRT station where we took the shuttle bus to church. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;PASTOR DANIEL CHUA&lt;/span&gt; CAME BACK TO PREACH OMGOSH MISS HIM SO MUCH SIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He used to be our youth pastor before Jianchong took over! For the past 4-6 months he has been over at The City Church, which is a branch of Cornerstone that has recently opened this year! He preached about &lt;i&gt;Hope&lt;/i&gt; and it wasn't the convict-your-heart-and-cry-endlessly-at-the-altar kind of sermon, &lt;b&gt;in fact it was a happy and inspiring sermon! (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3rd service, immediately chionged to the booth selling this The City Church T-shirt with Yvonne and Cuixia. :D&lt;div&gt;It's actually $10 per shirt, but I bought it at only $2 LOL! Not kidding! Ps Daniel and Christine said that if you're really broke then whatever amount you have, just pay and they will accept it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinda pathetic to have $2 in my wallet but you cannot blame me! I DIDN'T KNOW THEY WERE GONNA SELL SHIRTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I initially had like $8 and I usually don't spend much when I go to church. &lt;b&gt;Spend $2 on Cup Walker before boarding the shuttle bus to church, another $2 for church offering because I just felt like giving, and another $2 to Rosemary for the cell fund&lt;/b&gt; (we pay $2 per person every month for cell fund). That was why I was only left with $2 LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway they accepted it anyway and I was like so happy. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shirt is not bad lah, &lt;i&gt;super worth my $2&lt;/i&gt; lol! Shall upload pictures of it soon ba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 3rd service, went for Wendy's &lt;b&gt;Christianity 101 class&lt;/b&gt;! My first time going for it. :D It was pretty enriching!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that walked to Parkway Parade with cell and 6.2 where we took the shuttle bus to Bedok. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then walked to interchange and boarded 17 home~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today, went to White Sands to meet dear 'cos he jio-ed me out for breakfast! ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposed to meet at 7.30am but he woke up only at 7.30am! Decided to chiong to White Sands nevertheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached Mac's at 8.15am, dear reached at 8.30am! And he kena stomachache because while he was sleeping, the fan blew straight at his (shirtless) body. I told him menstrual cramps were worse but he said he didn't really care because he'll never get it. -_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear was complaining about his endless stomach pain and I had to continuously ask him to buy something warm to drink. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End up dear didn't eat breakfast, just drank a cup of hot milo with me. ^^ Pei dear until 9.30am when he went to meet his friend before going to school! Bus-ed home and here I am blogging. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW BTW! I bought 2 Christian tees along with Cuixia last night, $12 per shirt only!!! U.P. $20 a piece leh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woah I saved $16. :D Last night was the last day of the $12 promotion so today I've to go do bank transfer. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time, shall have lunch with brother at central and then lodge a police report because I lost my donation pledge card LOL. And Mr Yong + Mr Sim kept pestering me to, so yeah, need to hurry up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2ishwzc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/25sy6gx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2qdddao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/35i1y09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Nice right the shirts!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first was stuck trying to chose between the two, but decided to buy both anyway since it's on sale!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just in case you're curious, you can check out &lt;a href="http://shinemovement.com/"&gt;http://shinemovement.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okok shall update some other time. Btw I added archives by post too, check out my links!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CCA day camp in 2 days! Hope I can go for the Catalyst workshop tomorrow night, held by Sabrina and Choon Kiat!! I wanna go! Hopefully mummy will let me. *crosses fingers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;K bye people!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-3671933579093575241?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/3671933579093575241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=3671933579093575241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/3671933579093575241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/3671933579093575241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/11/start-of-my-first-week-of-holidays.html' title='Start of my first week of holidays!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/34ip82p_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-7168021151814192398</id><published>2009-11-06T15:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T17:39:07.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to start finalising holiday plans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:georgia;font-size:x-large;"&gt;School's out, scream and shout!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more school le, mad happy!! &lt;b&gt;DON'T HAVE TO WAKE UP EARLY WOOHOO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got eyebags and I wanna get rid of them asap. ))): Aaaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I don't have to go back to school for lessons already, there are still optional supplementary class and events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm definitely not going to go for the extra lessons though. Let's see, &lt;b&gt;next Wednesday and Thursday is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;CCA day camp&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; The thought of it is quite sian la, frankly speaking, because they will be teaching photoshop there and I'd be truly wasting my time because I know the basics already, all I'll be doing there is re-learning. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following week after that on &lt;b&gt;Monday (16th)&lt;/b&gt;, I'll be heading back to school to help out as a &lt;i&gt;station master&lt;/i&gt; for the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Primary School Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that the Sec 2 Redshirts are currently organising now. Haha, reminds me of the times last year when I was in the games committee. Now can't be actively involved in all these planning and camps and all already, must concentrate on 'O' levels next year + let juniors take full charge. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following day on &lt;b&gt;Tuesday (17th)&lt;/b&gt;, is the first day of Coral Secondary's open house, I'm most probably gonna help out as a Redshirt. Then for the following &lt;b&gt;3 days (18th, 19th, 20th)&lt;/b&gt; is my second round of work attachment @ Harriet once more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cannot wait, hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay actually that's all I've to blog about today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've got just the picture to end off this post with!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2znwbi9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Zone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;6.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;'s picture was up on the Zone 6 forum last night!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was taken during our outing @ Sentosa back in June or something. Supposed to make dumb faces LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST IN CASE YOU CAN'T SEE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/hra0xl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;THIS GOT ME LAUGHING FOR QUITE SOME TIME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And yes my fringe was short. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;bangs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: Speaking of cell outing, we have another cell outing tomorrow at Wayne's house! Combining with 6.2 too! Hahahaha I cannot wait! :B&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-7168021151814192398?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/7168021151814192398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=7168021151814192398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7168021151814192398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7168021151814192398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-to-start-finalising-holiday-plans.html' title='Time to start finalising holiday plans!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i36.tinypic.com/2znwbi9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-7491982229721971957</id><published>2009-11-05T08:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:40:39.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week of school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hi people, it's 8am and I didn't go to school because of the heavy rain and my missing culottes. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided not to be lazy and to update! Okok let's start from last Friday. I caught &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;My Sister's Keeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with Beverly, Felinda (her younger sister) and her mum! We were supposed to catch the 7.30pm show at Century Square 'cos her mum has free tickets to Shaw Theatre, but we were kind of late and were in a hurry! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached Tampines interchange at 7pm with Beverly and Felinda and we chionged to Macdonalds where we shared 2 value meals + another burger in 15min!! I ate my burger in 5min, see? Goes to show that I can eat fast&lt;i&gt; if I want to&lt;/i&gt;. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, had about 5min to rush to Century Square and we made it on time for the movie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met Bev's mum outside the cinema btw. The show was really good, I recommend you to watch it! But still the book is better because it's kind of more detailed. And Jesse wasn't a pyromaniac in the movie. ))): Both him and Taylor were hot though ♥ ♥ HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And speaking of eye-candy, after the movie we all headed to Popeyes for another meal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Bev didn't eat much though 'cos we weren't hungry haha. But there was this group of eye-candy that Beverly and Felinda all kept going crazy over LOL. Oh and, we found a handphone in the toilet as well and we returned it back to its owner. We're such kind souls ^^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then cabbed home, all expenses paid by Bev's mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Thank you so much aunty!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the days after that were the norm, except that on Sunday I didn't go to church.&lt;div&gt;Reason's because it's my grandmother's birthday and there was a family gathering. ^^ Had a great meal there and I ate a lot of junk food there. 2 Yan Yan chocolate biscuit stick dips, a couple of Malteses. I personally think that's bad enough, so I didn't eat the birthday cake, which had chocolate fudge drizzled all over it. SIGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I had school, after school Beverly and Felicia decided to come over to my house at the last minute LOL. Bev bought cup noodles whereas I cooked (very spicy) noodles for both myself and Felicia. My mother also told me to cook all the doryfish in the fridge before it spoils so I fried two. After we finished eating, me and Felly decided to eat it again so we cooked the remaining 3 LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and btw, by "fry", I mean patting the doryfish in flour and then deep-frying it so yeah. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Used computer together and then they went home at 5pm or so. Bev kept playing Doggie Dash on my laptop, haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I also had school, and after school me and Beverly headed to interchange to meet Yvonne and Jackson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then bused to central where we all had lunch! Yummm. Then bought bubble tea before walking to Ehub to slack until Felicia's dismissed from CCA. While slacking, we chitchatted and crapped and joked about and Yvonne demonstrated how Jackson jumped in shock when she scared him once. HAHAH. &lt;b&gt;Jackson sore loser then keep stopping Yvonne from explaining/demonstrating&lt;/b&gt; LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wednesday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(yesterday), met dear at White Sands before school at 7.30am. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had breakfast together at Macs before he pei me walk to school, yay! Shared a meal 'cos scared cannot finish on time for school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first 3 hours of school was spent at &lt;b&gt;Bedok Central&lt;/b&gt; with my whole class!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently it's an English excursion there, we toured the place and had to observe the sight and sounds for some descriptive essay that we were supposed to hand up next year. I didn't jot down anything but I still had fun anyway! Oh and do you know our drop-off point from the bus was just outside &lt;b&gt;Harriet&lt;/b&gt;??? HAHAH and I'm going for the second round of work attachment there again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some pictures, all stolen from Facebook. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Thanks Wynn and Amanda!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs099.snc3/16634_171298430278_641910278_2730738_2793737_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs099.snc3/16634_171298370278_641910278_2730730_3926746_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;This really cute poodle we saw at Bedok Central! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His name is Beanie and he's about 3 years old? (Bigger than Bev's dog yet lighter hahaha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His owner was pushing him around in a baby trolley, SO CUTE! Kept stroking him while he kept licking me. &lt;i&gt;The owner even let me carry him! &lt;/i&gt;And he's so sweet lor, even after I passed him back to his owner and stroked the back of his head one last time, he kept licking my hand non-stop haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs003.snc3/11041_169585023751_534138751_2909778_4684252_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Played around in Sheng Shiong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't know what's so fun about a supermarket but we still had fun. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs119.snc3/16634_171298725278_641910278_2730776_5377453_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;3/8'09 FTW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we reached school at 11am, just in time for recess!&lt;div&gt;Recess with Beverly and Felicia, after school headed home then packed up to SUNTAN at Felicia's condo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sun was so bright and they were all planning to go for a swim... and since I can't swim, why not suntan! HAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway when I reached there, it became cloudy and the sun wasn't bright enough anymore. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there were like, 8 guys wrestling in the pool or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slacked about and watched Bev, Felly and Yvonne swim for a while before we all headed to the jacuzzi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it was the children's pool though LOL. Sat there and played for a while, then headed back to the pool where I sat on the edge of the pool. After playing around for quite some time, went to bathe/wash up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and in the toilet there was this sauna facility so after we bathed, me and Bev went in and sat there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Felly set the temperature to the highest possible and me and Bev actually sat there for 15min straight LOL (there was a timer)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yvonne and Felly did come in after some time in between though. &lt;b&gt;Verdict: Everyone perspired like mad whereas I perspired only a little bit.&lt;/b&gt; What the heck LOL. I think it's my metabolism rate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, went back to Felly's house to take belongings, then went to this cafe downstairs where we ordered food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mixed vegetable rice, haha! Very yummy. \m/ Felly brought her dog out for a walk so she joined us only later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we ate finish, packed up and left for home. Tiring yet contented day out! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Bev plan to abuse the sauna facility again! Bev says the next time she goes in there she's gonna be naked LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And... today's &lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt; and I did not go to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Beverly! For causing you to lose your one and only recess partner for the day (Felly has her English excursion today, except that it's like, THE WHOLE DAY so she can't join Bev for recess). :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAH okok I've been awake since 7am and blogging this since 8am. It's 9.30am already!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't know why I can take so long to blog, but then again I did go to Facebook in between breaks LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There, I updated! Don't say I MIA again ah. (And faster relink) &lt;b&gt;K bye!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p/s: private blog is back up and running again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-7491982229721971957?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/7491982229721971957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=7491982229721971957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7491982229721971957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7491982229721971957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-week-of-school.html' title='Last week of school.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-27152210671712823</id><published>2009-10-30T11:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T13:02:26.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>400th: Supposed last day of school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hi people I've decided not to be lazy, and to blog today since I've the time. :D &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my &lt;i&gt;400th&lt;/i&gt; post and I don't know what special occasion to blog about, maybe about today being the last day of school? Except that it really isn't, for the Sec 3s. We still have another week to survive, and can you believe it? &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; SURVIVED ONE WHOLE WEEK OF &lt;i&gt;STUDYING AFTER EXAMS&lt;/i&gt;! Retarded step up program. Now we're learning Sec 4 shit and it's not even 2010. ;_;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway that aside, I've gotten back my report book today! I've improved in overall but it's still not so good. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, &lt;i&gt;coming from a person who has always clinched top 30 in level&lt;/i&gt;, 104/198 is really pathetic for me you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least it's better than my mid-year level position. 125. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw my class position improved by 1 LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of my 7 subjects, I only got one measly A2 and that is for Emaths. Followed by 2 B3s, 1 B4, 1 C5, 1 C6 and 1 D7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;OH AND DID I TELL YOU I PASSED MY AMATHS?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; *checks blog to see if I've blogged about it before*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I didn't. I SHALL TELL YOU NOW! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like... last week or something when teachers start giving back all your exam papers, Mr Ang printed out my class list with loads of columns beside it, stating our CA1 + SA1 + test marks + exam score + grade. For both Emaths and Amaths btw. &lt;i&gt;So it was a lottttt of columns &lt;/i&gt;and since I was register no. 9 and my class has nearly 40 people, I mentally divided the list into 4 and looked at the first 1/4, which has roughly 10 people's score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the first 10 rows or something, there were 2 failures in overall for Amaths and the first failure was among the higher half or something. Obviously the second failure was just around register no. 8~10 and I... automatically assumed it was me. &lt;b&gt;Sheesh. &lt;/b&gt;And I actually bothered to check if it was me! But the failure was register no. 8 (don't tell you who) and because of the numerous lines and everything, I saw wrongly and thought that the score of about 48.5/100 belonged to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right after that I went for recess, and I was pretty happy-go-lucky about the D7 I thought I'd gotten because I knew I tried my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told my friends that I failed and when I returned back to class after recess, there were some people &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; crowding around the list so since I had nothing better to do I went to kaypoh and peep at other people's scores LOL. Then I sort of forgot my overall score so I checked again, only to see that the D7 belonged to register no. 8. o_o I got blur and checked like, 3 more times before I could believe my eyes... I passed! I scored like, 52.8/100. (((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WAS MORE SHOCKED THAN HAPPY MIND YOU LOL.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then as I went to return to my seat, I passed by Samantha's table and decided to just share the good news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam gave me a really warm smile + handshake and I sat there at my seat for about 10min because I really. Couldn't. Believe it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;HALLELUJAH! PRAISE GOD!!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I feel so accomplished, like a winner! Do you know I kept getting F9 for Amaths &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the entire year? I wanted to pass at least once and EOYs was my last chance! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;God made everything possible for me, yay!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and in case you're wondering, my L1R4 is 17. L1R5 is 23. Lousy, I know. BUT STILL!! &lt;div&gt;I maintain that it's still an improvement from my mid-year results. :D Previously it was 19 and 25 respectively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;All of you are so gonna see my grades soar next year okay! With flying colours &lt;/b&gt;(minus red)&lt;b&gt; some more!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and this was what the comments part (nothing much one lah) says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Genevieve is a pleasant student who shows the ability to use creative ways to solve problems. She can engage comfortably in conversations with peers and adults. Genevieve displays courage in making unpopular decision.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA unpopular decision. Remember social studies?? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminded me of the part where they said, "Leaders have to make decisions that can fulfil the needs of the people, and not just decisions that are popular".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K crapping aside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was the last day of school for the lower secondary and school ended at 10am today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 hours of lessons only!! First lesson was Physics, we went to the lab to conduct some SPA experiment on oscillation of a pendulum. o_o Sounds extremely cheem but it's just referring to the number of swings of a hanging weight on a string. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was Chemistry, learnt more about endothermic and exothermic reactions etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that walked to White Sands with Felicia, Yvonne and Beverly. Headed straight home while they went to NTUC to buy their stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yvonne wanna do something at Beverly's house so since I'm not involved of course I go home first right~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And later on I'm gonna go over to her house and slack there until 7pm or so because &lt;b&gt;her mom's treating me to &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;My Sister's Keeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!!!!! So excited lor HAHAH. The book is really damn good ok! Doubt I would cry so much even though others who have already watched it called it a &lt;i&gt;sobfest&lt;/i&gt;, maybe 'cos I already read the book + got the main idea of how the main events would turn out. But I still wanna watch!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you're wondering why Bev's mum suddenly treating me, it's 'cos her mum wants to watch it today with the whole family but Bev said she wants to watch with me. Then her mum was prolly feeling generous so she invited me along. ^^ Happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a much different note, am looking forward to cell tomorrow. &lt;i&gt;It's Vivian's birthday tomorrow too! ^^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm so gonna wear the fuchsia-coloured (hot pink + purple, in case you don't know) top they gave me last week LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one with the dragon hahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you guys better relink me fast or else I go put my Nuffnang ad there and track who's still going there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahah. &lt;b&gt;K bye.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-27152210671712823?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/27152210671712823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=27152210671712823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/27152210671712823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/27152210671712823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/10/400th-supposed-last-day-of-school.html' title='400th: Supposed last day of school.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-3116221301811380402</id><published>2009-10-26T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:51:36.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always a time for celebration. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Hi people. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I know I owe you all a really long and overdue post. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you've been faithfully checking my blog for updates the past 2 weeks, give yourself a pat on the back!&lt;div&gt;And faster relink pl0x, don't think I don't know! I'll officially delete gen-sthename.blogspot.com soon so you better relink!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bwahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay since my last update was on 9 October, still during the exam period, I shall continue from there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was so long ago, I know. But I'm just gonna post up one picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/14kfkgh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taken @ Beverly's house on 13 October.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you our awesome lunch! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prepared by Beverly's awesome maid of course. It's all instant noodles lah but she served 3 bowls of 3 different flavours of instant noodles and a huge bowl of udon + even huger bowl of miso soup!! All four of us got a soft-boiled egg each too. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Beverly, Felicia and Yvonne studied after that too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skipskipskip, now we move on to what happened on &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;14 October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently on that date, me + Bev + Felly have no papers so we needn't go to school. At around 1pm or so (after Yvonne was dismissed), we all headed to Felicia's house where we actually slacked instead of studying. :/ Besides, the next day was our last day of exams and it was just science paper 1 (all MCQ one).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we planned our own post-exam activities after our last paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/kafj8p.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All of us just randomly shot ideas at one another and this was the plan for the following day!! Typed out on Notepad btw. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;15 October:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Mugging with Yvonne, Beverly and Felicia + doing farewell card for Cuixia with prayer group!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just in case you didn't know, ever since after the June holidays, a prayer group was formed to pray for our school. &lt;i&gt;Currently&lt;/i&gt; consists of me, Yvonne, Jekee, Zachary, Waihong, Alistar, Louis, Shengjie. We meet at 6.50am at the hut just outside the bookshop on every school day that begins at 7.15am. On days that start at 8.15am, we begin prayers at around 7.15am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;If you're interested in joining us every morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;for just a short 20min to pray for the school, approach any of us!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't have to be from the same church as the majority of us (Cornerstone). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, Zachary's from Riverlife! We welcome all disciples who want to make a difference in the school and/or serve God as a prayer warrior. (; It's just at most 20min a day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus took 39 strikes on cross for us so what's a little sleep gonna cost us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay that aside. &lt;/b&gt;The following day (16 October, Friday) was Cuixia's official graduation date!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she's leader of our prayer group. Anyway we've called ourselves Coral Cell Group (CCG for short) for now, and Shengjie (from 1/1) has taken over as cell leader already. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we decided to make a farewell card for her!! Look at how creative we got with a corrugated board, markers and pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2lo4yz4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;NICE RIGHHHHHTTTTT! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;All doodling done by yours truly HAHAH. And yes the photos lack Jekee's and Alistar's faces!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Photos were taken last minute and they weren't present. D: And that's just the back btw. The front is filled with hand-written well-wishes by all members of the prayer group. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;16 October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, gave the card to Cuixia during prayer meeting. We pranked her la hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yvonne messaged her to report at the hut at 6.45am instead of 6.50am, but the rest of us all met up at the canteen at 6.30am!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Alistar wrote his well-wishes and since Jekee overslept we asked him what he wanted to write and Louis wrote on his behalf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then from the back of the canteen we kept a look-out for her to see if she has arrived at school yet and shortly after she reached, she messaged Yvonne where we all were LOL. Even better, she was in such a rush to leave the house that she didn't take her breakfast so she got a little annoyed when she found out that she was first to reach when she thought she'd be late!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we got Alistar, Waihong, Zachary to rush there, then Yvonne called Waihong to tell him that she'd be late (like once in a blue moon)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we got Waihong to initiate start of prayers + make sure Cuixia is last to pray.&lt;b&gt; BEST OF ALL: All the guys prayed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;one sentence&lt;/span&gt; only HAHAHAHA!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuixia was very angry, then Yvonne lagi best! &lt;div&gt;The rest of us went to the hut after we got a message from one of them that they have finished praying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yvonne went and was like raising her voice at Cuixia saying, "Why never wait for me?! Walao eh!!!!" Total ownage 'cos Cuixia's anger level was at 95% (according to her), LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, after that we passed her the card and Cuixia = loss for words LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we all took pictures with one another.&lt;b&gt; CCG'09 will definitely miss you Cuixia!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, had examinations in the hall and after my paper, straightaway headed to Beverly's place to watch DVDs.&lt;div&gt;We helped ourselves to Beverly's uncle's really extensive DVD collection! :D Selected genre was comedy romance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.impawards.com/2004/posters/notebook_ver2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;a.k.a. THE MOST &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; MOVIE I'VE EVER WATCHED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in tears by the end of the movie 'cos it was really so touching!!!!! Yet heart wrenching too. ):&lt;div&gt;I just love that movie. &lt;b&gt;It's really a masterpiece and you won't regret watching it!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Come to think of it, I wanna catch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Sister's Keeper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The book (by Jodi Picoult btw \m/) is awesome and it already made me cry by the first 50 pages LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skip to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;19 October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Went out with Felicia, Beverly + my brother and his friends to catch a movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up at Tampines to catch &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs&lt;/span&gt; 3D&lt;/b&gt;! But we underestimated the demand for that show so it was sold-out before we could buy the tickets. -_- Oh well. But we caught &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;magine That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; instead, and it was not bad! Eddie Murphy never fails to crack me up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipskipskip to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;22 October&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a special day for &lt;s&gt;two&lt;/s&gt; three people!! Or more, just that I don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;/b&gt;It's my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt;It's Beverly's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; It's Mr. David's anniversary with his wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAHA AND THANK YOU ALL WHO WISHED ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna copy Beverly and list down everyone who wished me LOL. (Very long, warning)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Early birds:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Tan (Facebook) @ 8.15pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jonathan Ling (MSN) @ 10pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beverly (SMS) @ 12am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy (SMS) @ 12.23am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keng Tian (Facebook) @ 1.26am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackson (SMS) @ 2.27am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicholas Zheng (SMS) @ 6.35am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shengjie/Zachary/Louis/Yvonne/Waihong/Alistar (during prayer meeting) @ 6.55am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rosemary (SMS) @ 7.06am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua Kung (Facebook) @ 7.16am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Veronica (SMS) @ 7.57am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivan (SMS) @ 8.30am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wayne (SMS) @ 10.02am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marc (Facebook) @ 10.05am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zheng Rong (in class) @ 10.30am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shirley (in class) @10.30am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenny Tan (in class) @ 11am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr David (during recess) @ 11.05am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jek Ee (during recess) @ 11.15am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lilian (SMS) @ 12.03pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kira Yamato (Facebook) @ 1.26pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vanessa/Jiayi (during free period) @ 1.45pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaiah Fadzlin (Facebook) @ 2.14pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dominic Wong (Facebook) @ 3.40pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guan Liang (Facebook) @ 4.08pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Li Wei (Facebook &amp;amp; Twitter) @ 4.09pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole Tan (Facebook) @ 4.19pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew Yeo (Facebook) @ 4.20pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharonna (Facebook) @ 4.36pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicholas Tan (Facebook) @ 4.46pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel Gui (Facebook) @ 4.50pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felicia (Facebook) @ 4.51pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yong Xiang (Facebook) @ 4.59pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Petrina (Facebook) @ 5.12pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharon (Facebook) @ 5.13pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sophie (SMS) @ 5.20pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xin Hui (Facebook) @ 5.49pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wynn (Facebook &amp;amp; Twitter) @ 5.52pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zakir (Facebook) @ 5.56pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Goh (Facebook) @ 6.22pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xia Yin (Facebook) @ 6.30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natalyn (Facebook) @ 6.47pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wei Lin (SMS) @ 7.09pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Samantha (Facebook) @ 7.23pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hui Ping (Facebook) @ 7.30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wen Han (Facebook) @ 7.38pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shan Qian (Facebook) @ 7.52pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cui Feng (Facebook) @ 8.39pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yong Kiat (Facebook) @ 8.57pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wen Xian (Facebook) @ 9.56pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremy (Facebook) @ 9.58pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joey (Facebook) @ 10.01pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shafna (Facebook) @ 10.06pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hui Qin (Facebook) @ 11.38pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joanne (Facebook) @ 11.45pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cihui (Facebook) @ 11.59pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear (SMS &amp;amp; phone call) @ 11.59pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An An (Facebook) @ 12.47am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;(told you it's long!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyway! I woke up early and headed for prayer meeting where we all did our usual routine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then Yvonne told me to think of a game to play that day so I suggested Ohm Ohm Chaki Chaki (something that my cell played before) and before we began the game, Shengjie stood up and before I could see where he was headed to, Yvonne quickly spoke to me and distracted me. Then Shengjie got behind me and everyone started singing happy birthday for me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Followed by Shengjie messing up my hair, of course, but thank you so much guys. ((((:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed back to class and no one knew it was my birthday HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I had Beverly's handmade card under my table and I let Shirley and Sam see it, yet they forgot that me and Bev got the same birthday LOL. The first person in class to wish me was Zheng Rong! He asked me from afar if it was my birthday today and I said yes, Beverly's too. Then Shirley was like, "Wha? Whose birthday is it other than Beverly's??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I said, "Mine." and she was like, "Omg happy birthday! I didn't know!" XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Followed by Samantha too, and then Kenny who overheard. Anyway, this was what I made for Beverly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2pzwk87.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/9kv2wi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I'm not satisfied with the back of the card but do you know, I actually spent the whole of 21 October chionging this card?&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was a Wednesday so I had afternoon classes until 4.15pm. &lt;/b&gt;After that I faster chiong home, wash hair and change clothes. Then I searched Facebook, Beverly's blog and my own photo collection for 10 pictures of Beverly to develop and cut out. Then I had to photoshop almost all the pictures because the colour balance was screwed and not nice, and all that editing lasted me until nearly 6pm okay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then faster packed all my construction paper, markers, scissors + glue and left the house with Yvonne (she dropped by my house to help out at 5pm+). Bused to White Sands where we finished the front of the card at Burger King (minus all the writing). Stayed there until 8pm before heading home for dinner and then continued doing the card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pasted everything by 10pm and such, then had some delay here and there because the laptop was a horrible distraction LOL.&lt;br /&gt;By midnight I was still trying to sketch this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/igx8oi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-large;"&gt;Reference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/eqs4fn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Sketching in progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I typed, "iloveyou sister !" on Photoshop and zoomed in wherever possible and tried to sketch it to the best I could!&lt;div&gt;Did I do a good job? ^^ Haha. Font type is "Violation" in case you're curious. Downloaded from dafont.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway it wasn't easy sketching it okay! I made a rough sketch (as seen above) on plain A4-sized paper and then placed it over yellow construction paper. Then I used my pen to trace the outlines on the A4 paper really hard so that there would be indentations on the yellow paper. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I traced and sketched it all over again. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cutting it out with a scissors (couldn't find a penknife) was hard too okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially when it's nearing 1am and your eyes are really sleepy and your vision is really blur. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still managed to finish it the whole card at about 2am, happy like siao. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;THAT ASIDE~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During recess we decided to exchange presents and Beverly got me this!!:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2l9rxwk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2eb5teb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/bdqrdk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2z8dff7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/28qu3cx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It reads, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"My great &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;one and only&lt;/span&gt; sister gave me this for my birthday :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 bucks okay don't play play! HAHAHAHA. Anyway I don't know why but I just love this shirt already. ^^&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skipskipskip to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;23 October!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; On this day I overslept and thus didn't go to school LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something unpleasant happened and tears were shed, but most importantly, it's all over and we still enjoyed ourselves!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this day, me and my clique went to Eighteen Chefs @ Eastpoint for a late lunch cum belated birthday celebration for me and Beverly. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Cuixia handed us cards and Felicia handed us presents she got from Artbox. Beverly got the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Artbox pencilcase she wanted for so long whereas I got another weekly organiser, HAHAHA! My current one was from More Than Words, my birthday present from Bev last year LOL! Anyway I'm a fan of Artbox so of course I'm loving my new scheduler. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/245lr41.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2eex3xv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The design resembles my shirt right! HAHAHA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had our meals and after we ate we were all so FULL! Bev even mentioned she felt like puking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then after we ate right, suddenly this staff appeared with a serving of Black Beauty (chocolate brownie + 2 scoops of ice-cream drizzled with chocolate sauce) with 2 lighted candles on the brownie!! Kena shocked sia LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then they all sang happy birthday to me and Beverly, even the crew joined in! xD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH GUYS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Really love you all, even though you forced me and Bev to take the candle out of the brownie with our mouths + even videoed it down too. LOL. Sian, hope my metabolism rate doesn't fail me this year because in total I ate nearly 3 scoops of ice-cream that day! Each set meal we ordered came with a scoop of ice-cream and Cuixia gave me hers. That's 2 already, excluding the Black Beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Oh and btw, I wore the shirt Bev gave me. :D :D :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, walked about Eastpoint and slacked until 5pm+ before taking the bus home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh and, me and Yvonne bought this at Jean Accessories! &lt;/b&gt;Gotta luv the colour! Translucent dark grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/a1k0op.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skipskipskip to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;25 October&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; My cell group surprised me 3 days after my birthday LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was also the day of the harvest event at Cornerstone and service was really awesome. Sabrina preached well and although we only had a 2-week rundown for the event, &lt;b&gt;34 youths responded that day!! &lt;/b&gt;Such a wonderful sight, seeing so many youths respond. Although Red Alert had at least 70 recorded salvations, seeing these 34 people was enough to make me teary. :'D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Like what Sabrina said, &lt;b&gt;PLUNDER HELL, POPULATE HEAVEN!&lt;/b&gt; :D Preach it, sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After service that day, I joined cell for dinner for the very first time!! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually go straight home 'cos my mom cooks every weekend ma, and apparently the night before, Yvonne called me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-house phone rings-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; *picks up phone* Hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne: &lt;/b&gt;Hello, can I speak to your mother?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; (chua tio) Huh? Hello? Helloooo??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-line kena cut, I looked at caller ID and recognised Yvonne's number-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;*calls Yvonne back* Yvonne, you call me just now ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne: &lt;/b&gt;Ya, I want talk to your mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; YOU SIAO AH! Talk to my mother for what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne: &lt;/b&gt;Just let me talk to your mother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Why??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne:&lt;/b&gt; AIYA JUST LEMME TALK TO HER LA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;YOU TELL ME WHY FIRST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne: &lt;/b&gt;Don't ask so much, just pass the phone to her!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Why I cannot ask so much, she my mother what! You better tell me why you wanna talk to my mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne:&lt;/b&gt; JUST LET ME TALK TO HER LA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;You tell me why you wanna talk to her then I let you talk to her. Otherwise you jolly well forget it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne:&lt;/b&gt; OK LOR SUA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;OK LOR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-both of us hangs up-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-5min later, house phone rings again-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; (abit annoyed) Hello?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne:&lt;/b&gt; Let me talk to your mother leh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; NO YOU TELL ME WHY FIRST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you ah, we both talk to each other until pekchek you know LOL. Funny in an annoying manner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end she spoke to my mother 'cos I didn't feel like arguing with her and it turns out that she specially asked my mother to let me join cell for dinner on the 25th to celebrate my belated birthday. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I didn't think it was much la but before service, Wendy handed me a birthday card + bookmark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Rosemary (my shepherd!) handed me a &lt;i&gt;bible&lt;/i&gt; and a card and I was SO. SHOCKED. OMGOSH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/314p3lv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;It's a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;baby blue&lt;/span&gt; hard cover Precious Thoughts edition of a Bible!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cuixia:&lt;/b&gt; "Happy hor Gen, NKJV leh!" HAHAHAHA YAH I'M HAPPY! xD&lt;div&gt;This is like, the first Bible I can actually call my own. (: I didn't own a complete bible, I've had a "textbook" that contains only majority of the books in the New Testament and a pocket bible that contains the New Testament + Proverbs and Psalms. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I'M SO HAPPY THANK YOU &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ROSEMARY&lt;/span&gt;!!! MUAHZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Some more pictures)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/69ncp0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/n6stvm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/vdh020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/kbyt94.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;My new bible is so cute. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after service, I was showered with a lot of cards! Then walked to some ban mian store, at first only got me, Yvonne, Wayne, Marc and Chanel.&lt;div&gt;Then after we ordered and sat down with our food right, Yvonne suddenly started talking to me and before I knew it, th&lt;b&gt;e rest of the cell group appeared with a lighted cake!!!&lt;/b&gt; Then everyone started singing out happy birthday &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; loud (and everyone was looking)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if that wasn't enough, after they were done singing, got a couple of them point at me and said to everyone in the hawker centre, "Her birthday, her birthday! 她的生日！" LOL. Blew out the candles and everyone tucked into their ban mian before eating the cake. Oreo cheesecake lehz! Very nice, but the girls reluctant to eat 'cos fattening LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Rosemary handed to me this shirt from Topshop, saying that it was from the cell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/fp35g8.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/av4sn7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yvonne:&lt;/b&gt; They say you every time wear dull colours, so they buy you this colour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Thank you so much 6.6!!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to end this post but I guess I can end by saying this:&lt;div&gt;Thank you everyone who has made my 15th birthday so memorable! Whether or not it's by planning a surprise for me or by just dropping me a wish on my Facebook wall, I just wanna let you know that I really appreciate everything. (((;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: Oh gosh it's 1am already. I spent HOURS typing this post for you all okay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-3116221301811380402?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/3116221301811380402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=3116221301811380402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/3116221301811380402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/3116221301811380402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/10/always-time-for-celebration.html' title='Always a time for celebration. (:'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/14kfkgh_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-5436514709961841217</id><published>2009-10-09T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:44:04.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"In case you forgot, remember Love."</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Hihihihihihihihihihi~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;oday I had no exam papers so I needn't go to school &lt;/b&gt;but Yvonne told everyone to study in school so I had to drag myself there. If that's not enough to kill the mood, I had to wear school shoes to enter school (wth) and just yesterday, my brother accidentley banged the door against my right heel where my blister was and the skin tore off. So now I walk with a limp. (THANKS A LOT ELMER LIM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I left a little earlier to meet dear and I was walking like a cripple. ;_;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Called dear up while I was waiting for the bus and asked him if he had plasters at home. Dear said should be have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;END RESULT: Dear was too lazy to find the plasters and stupidly handed me scotch tape, oh my gosh, + asked if it'd do. -_____-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On a better note! Lyn (dear's older sister) overheard and passed me a box of plasters, thanks a lot! ^^&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to leave at 1pm or so with dear and head to &lt;b&gt;Felly's house&lt;/b&gt; for mugging and lunch (wth lor end up no need go school, make me wear my stiff school shoes and suffer!!) while dear went to work, but there was food in the kitchen so I ate with dear. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fried rice and siew mai. AND I JUST REALISED TODAY THAT SIEW MAI HAS PRAWNS IN THEM HAHAHAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Really meh, I all along thought just pork only? LOL.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH awesome, Gen. Took you nearly fifteen years to realise that LOL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Felicia:&lt;/b&gt; WALAO GEN NOW THEN YOU KNOW AH???? CONGRATULATIONS MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we ate, left the house and me and dear switched bags HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cos my bag quite heavy ma, Amaths textbook + stacks of paper, then dear's bag so small and light, inside only got handphone, wallet, EZ-link card and whatnot lah LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(p/s: Dear said every time we meet, he'll give me a plastic heart. It's nothing much but I love the thought that counts!!! Why my dear so sweet at times one?? :3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took 359 to interchange and missed our bus 12. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went to White Sands pei dear go bank and deposit his money, then headed back to interchange to wait for bus 12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boarded it, then alighted at Felicia's condo and booked a study room to mug at. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oooh and!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Beverly's slot for the OBS camp just got activated, I'm so happy for her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:D :D :D Really awesome 'cos I know how much she wants to go, unlike me. Didn't wanna go even more after Cuixia shared with all of us her experience there. I mean, &lt;i&gt;it's not that terrible as it sounds lah + it does sound fun too&lt;/i&gt; but it just gave me a better understanding of how much more physically and emotionally challenged I will be during the camp than I ever thought I would, hence my decision.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know Beverly is looking forward to it now. ^^ Hope she enjoys herself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andand, do you know that Felicia chose not to go for the camp because she was afraid it'd clash with her Vietnam trip, &lt;b&gt;and when she found out it didn't she thought of telling Mr David that she wanted to go&lt;/b&gt; (by then it was already past his deadline for registration)&lt;b&gt;, but didn't anyway??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;HER REASON:&lt;/b&gt; She was afraid that Mr David would pick her for the camp (as leaders had priority) and cause one less slot for the non-leaders, hence causing Beverly or others to have to drop out of the camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;This is the kind of attitude I look up to!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And judging from how much I've known both Felly and Bev, I know that if Felly were to insist on going for the camp at Beverly's expense, Bev would most likely consider giving up her spot instead of fighting for her slot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about it, the OBS registration thing is based on a &lt;b&gt;first-come-first-serve&lt;/b&gt; basis and there were limited slots up for grabs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly is SO not obliged to give up her slot when she, in actual fact, deserves it&lt;/b&gt; more than, say, Felicia if Felicia were to decide to go for the camp at the last minute (esp after all slots were filled)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just my 2 cents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus, if in this case anyone gets bitter/sour about Beverly choosing to stick to what she has rightfully gotten by proper means then I'd despise them for their &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;poor sportsmanship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. In fact people with such a trait will definitely not get along smoothly with their group mates in such a tough camp like OBS (unlike they're really good at being a hypocrite and masking their feelings but that's not the case).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway the reason why I've blogged the above few paragraphs is because Beverly shared with me and Felly this afternoon about how she has been under peer pressure of giving up her slot but I also can't be too quick to judge lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what exactly happened because Bev didn't give much details, she just mentioned her insecurity + I was not there to witness anything, but I hope that Bev won't succumb to such pressure because &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;it's not worth it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoever the people are who made Beverly that insecure, &lt;b&gt;SHAME ON YOURSELVES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(srsly)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoying issues aside, after studying, bus-ed back home with Beverly. ^^&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I REALLY LOOK FORWARD TO OUR OWN POST-EXAMS ACTIVITIES! :D :D :D &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;(Step-up program can go to hell!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17 October go makan with Beverly at her grandparents' yong tau hoo stall. It's the one at Macpherson, the famous one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Appeared in the news multiple times in food sections, cool! Coincidently my parents have eaten there before and they gave their firmest assurance that the food there is really good. CAN'T WAIT!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19 October is marking day so we're gonna go watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with clique + my brother and his 'N' level music class clique! Then there's &lt;b&gt;shopping&lt;/b&gt; @ Peninsular/Bugis with clique and shoe shopping @ Johor with mummy!! Also gonna do internship for my cousins' big project, &lt;a href="http://idreamin.com/"&gt;iDreamin&lt;/a&gt;, and it's gonna be totally awesome. (((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Future plans aside, the last week of the recent rollercoaster ride (exams) is approaching in 3 days and I feel... a little scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really don't know how I'd fare for my examinations, if I don't do well now then how do I improve on time for 'O' levels next year??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may say that it's just a year away but this whole year seemed kind of short to me and it made me realise how precious time is... ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When others mention about the big syllabus gap in Sec 3, they're right, but it's really easily overcome with, of course, hard work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must work harder for Amaths and Physics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I plan to apply for either Singapore Poly's &lt;b&gt;Diploma in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Media and Communication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;iploma in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Creative Writing for TV and New Media &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;through direct poly admission, I can't say for sure if I'd even pass the interview so I can't depend too much on it. I still need good 'O' level grades. &lt;i&gt;As much as I think it's troublesome, I still need it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sec 3 is so stressful. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall go take a nice long shower and then order Mac's for dinner. \m/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy's still in Malaysia working and Daddy will be home late again so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;BYE ALL, GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE TAKING THEIR EXAMINATIONS NEXT WEEK. ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-5436514709961841217?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/5436514709961841217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=5436514709961841217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5436514709961841217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5436514709961841217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-case-you-forgot-remember-love.html' title='&quot;In case you forgot, remember Love.&quot;'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-6161947148143990293</id><published>2009-10-09T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:30:05.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cobus Potgeiter! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;There was this once when just before cell, Nick showed us a couple of videos...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5fmtkuNjw80&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5fmtkuNjw80&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jY4G-7GwNi8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jY4G-7GwNi8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HIS DRUMMING IS TOTALLY AWESOME OKAYYYYY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the reason why I'm only blogging about him now is because I just found out he's from South Africa.&lt;div&gt;I COULDN'T TELL. D8 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He records his videos in his church and has 5 whooping sponsors for his personalised drum set!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first thing he says in his video descriptions is,&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; "Laus Deo Semper" which means Praise God Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says that his sponsorships were "blessed" upon him by God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like that. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to his &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/deedlebag"&gt;Youtube channel&lt;/a&gt; or his &lt;a href="http://www.cobuspotgeiter.com"&gt;official site&lt;/a&gt; to find out more about him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go check out his other drum covers too, especially the MJ tribute series. \m/&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-6161947148143990293?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/6161947148143990293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=6161947148143990293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/6161947148143990293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/6161947148143990293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/10/cobus-potgeiter-3.html' title='Cobus Potgeiter! &lt;3'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-5946620181659034629</id><published>2009-10-07T19:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:07:48.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You put your high heels on and you charge" - Manolo Blahnik</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I thought today would be the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;worst day of the week&lt;/span&gt; but!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My darling made me happy again. ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I was feeling extremely exhausted by 10pm and so I slept early. I had a niceeee long sleep before waking up at 8.50am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only had one paper today, &lt;b&gt;Amaths Paper 1&lt;/b&gt;. And it starts at 10.30am, so I can go to school later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got ready for school and reached my class by 10.15am. Flipped through some pages from Amaths textbook before exams began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna elaborate too much about the paper because &lt;i&gt;I KNOW it was badly done.&lt;/i&gt; ;__;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never study enough lor, HAIZ. Others say it's easy but why I find it difficult?? &lt;b&gt;Why I do Emaths paper like chicken feet like that, and the total opposite for Amaths?? ):&lt;/b&gt; Really need to buck up lah, Gen!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Beverly had no exams today so she didn't come to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felicia's history paper ended in the morning so she met up with Beverly first. Yvonne had normal lessons until 2.35pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate lunch at canteen and (finally) collected my IC from the general office! Then left school at around 12.30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My feet were aching from my newly-bought school shoes + I had a toothache. Plus my sucky Amaths paper today &lt;i&gt;and I felt so terrible I wanted to cry.&lt;/i&gt; ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on the other hand, I was heading to White Sands to meet dear before he headed off for work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was hoping that meeting him would make my day get better and &lt;i&gt;alas&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;dear gave me a surprise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2ytraeq.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2s6ob5d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He caught this toy from the UFO machine in the arcade again!&lt;/b&gt; On Sunday I think.&lt;div&gt;Then he left it with the counter for safekeeping or what. Anyway when we first met up, we headed to the arcade 'cos he wanted to collect his ring from his friend, but his friend (who is working there) haven't come yet. Then as we passed by the area with lots of UFO machines, he went in and when he came out, he was holding this bunny toy and gave it to me! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's also the first time I couldn't squeeze a toy from the arcade into my bag btw LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ears too long, like as long as the entire rabbit's body? LOL. So yeah I had to carry it around by hand. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2rnyfzk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;THANK YOU DEAR &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;MUACKZ&lt;/span&gt;. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to POSB with dear and then the AXS (?) machine pei dear pay his bill.&lt;div&gt;Then his mei called him so after that pei him find them. ^^ They wanted to complain to him, something about an upper sec badmouthing them or what, don't know lahhh. Also don't know what dear can do about it also, he also not in Coral anymore/know that particular upper sec.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After they talk finish then pei dear to MRT station at about 2pm, he go work. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then headed to Mac to study + wait for Yvonne to arrive. When she arrived, chatted and studied together until 5pm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then headed down to basement walk around until 5.30pm before taking bus 17 home together. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Miscellaneous pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2mgrtqa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute penguin stuffed toy from Rosemary/Vivian's bedroom. ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/oqaoap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Big Stitch toy from dear last week!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Ashwin's little birthday celebration&lt;/span&gt; (4 Oct, Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/20zupub.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On this day I didn't go to church because I had to visit my grandmother.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went and met my cousins (who updated me about their big project, &lt;a href="http://idreamin.com/"&gt;iDreamin.com&lt;/a&gt;. Shall blog about it some other time!) and after that, Yvonne called me up and jio-ed me to go pei her surprise Ashwin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I agreed and my mother drove me and my brother back to Pasir Ris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They tapao-ed food from Central to bring home and eat before dropping me off at Ehub, where I met Yvonne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Emicakes and bought 3 cupcakes (cake too big le LOL), then bus-ed to Ashwin's house (5min walk from my house btw).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my mother called me up and asked if I had the house key because she and my brother forgot their keys and were stuck outside the house and hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't have the keys so &lt;i&gt;they drove back to Bedok to get my ahma's copy of our house key.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, we lighted up the candles on the cupcakes after calling Ashwin to meet us at the void deck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/33myjjo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/ejttaw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After eating the cupcakes (super delish I tell you!! Forgot what's the name already) we chitchatted for like an hour. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the way until 10.15pm like that! Ashwin and Yvonne headed home, so I called my mom up to check if she's home already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out she and my brother just reached home too! Went home and had dinner with them + bathe + sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tiring day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;OH BTW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2ec3vwp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;FASTER RELINK LEH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-5946620181659034629?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/5946620181659034629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=5946620181659034629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5946620181659034629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/5946620181659034629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-put-your-high-heels-on-and-you.html' title='&quot;You put your high heels on and you charge&quot; - Manolo Blahnik'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/2ytraeq_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-886105126941067316</id><published>2009-10-02T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:58:20.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God it's Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I was in a really good mood, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;hunger pangs&lt;/span&gt; had to ruin it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm so damn grumpy. :////////////////////&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;LET ME EXPLAIN TO YOU HOW MY WONDERFUL DAY BEGAN TODAY. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up slightly later than usual + missed my bus and missing it meant that I can't make it on time for prayer meeting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I took another bus at another nearby bus stop and reached school at 7.10am, woahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bumped into Yvonne as I was heading to my class at the parade square and Yvonne told me that after prayer meeting this morning, they went around randomly praying for others (for exams)!!!! Walao WHY DID I HAVE TO MISS OUT ON THATTT. ))): Sounds so fun and spontaneous lor, I want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Digressing, why is it that I can't sign into MSN now? They keep saying that there's a connection problem when everything's working fine here.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2gv0tn6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/25jcn5e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Donny being playful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning assembly started soon after and the principal began talking for a reeeeaaaaalllllyyyyy long time about diamonds. o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently she was speaking to the Sec 4T pupils 'cos today's their last day of school. (Due to this, my brother cleverly decided to skip school today too) There was also caning, a lot of people kena caning because of yesterday's fight in the canteen during upper sec recess. :/ Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then had nearly 30min eaten away from PE lesson (first period) because of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't really play volleyball with the others, just sat down with Beverly (who was sick) until lessons were over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then had Maths. Mr Ang was surprisingly much more bearable today! And he even said to the entire class, &lt;i&gt;"Actually hor, Xue Qi&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(my chinese name fyi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;is a very good lady"&lt;/i&gt; or something like that lah. &lt;b&gt;Then people actually turned to look at me + LAUGH/SMILE IN SARCASM LOL.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I asked him a question during his previous lessons he has begun to tell the whole class how great a student I am. -_-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr Ang:&lt;/b&gt; Xue Qi, come help me give out. *passes stack of papers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; *walks to front and takes the stack of papers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr Ang:&lt;/b&gt; Xue Qi, later you sit in front okay? (he says this to people whom he thinks is improving)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Huhhh, I don't want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr Ang: &lt;/b&gt;Why don't want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; I just don't want lah. Anyway I feel more comfortable in my own seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr Ang:&lt;/b&gt; *gives the nevermind kind of look*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amanda:&lt;/b&gt; (teasingly + in Mr Ang's tone) Xue Qiiiii, what is this?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't understand why he has to call people by their Chinese names though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe 'cos he don't know how to pronounce my english one LOL. And he calls Huixin "Xinhui" and Minhui "Huimin".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;...if he ever calls me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Qi Xue&lt;/span&gt; I think I'mma go vomit blood LOL.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/24cwp48.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2ikqx05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trying to successfully take a picture with Donny.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;He looks like some crocodile/dinosaur in the first picture. -_-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I was sleeping in class today (when he has officially finished revision and is going around answering questions only), he used my highlighter as a magic wand to TRY wake me up. -______________-"""&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr Ang:&lt;/b&gt; *holds up highlighter* Ahhhh, this is a magic wand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr Ang:&lt;/b&gt; *lightly taps it against my head* TINGGGGG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; (thinking, "Wth is he doing, zzz") *ignores and continues napping*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He "TINGGG!"ed me a few more times before I got kind of irritated so I used one hand to cover the side of my ear he was at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he got Dhyana to wake me up so she lightly nudged me and I thought what happen, so I looked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...only to go back to sleep again since Mr Ang has successfully woken me up and walked away. .__."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Irritating sia.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was &lt;b&gt;STARS&lt;/b&gt;. Had the last two groups to do presentation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By then 30min had passed and there wasn't anything much left to do so I excused myself to the toilet to change back into my uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent about 20min changing + retying hair so when I returned back to class I only had a few more minutes to kill before recess time. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waited for Beverly for quite some time then went to eat together. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queue was long so after we finished eating and drinking, the bell conveniently rang. Still went to Felicia and Yvonne's duty place to chitchat though. After that headed to Geography Room for homeroom since there was no assembly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/21b50k8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2u8fqix.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watched some comedy about some conflict between the French and Germans.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kind of funny at some parts lah haha! Although I can't really understand their French accents, too thick liao LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that met up with Yvonne, Felicia and Beverly. Yvonne and Beverly had their OBS briefing while me and Felicia tried finding Mdm Yuslina (I wanted to know why she failed BOTH my essays. D:) but to no avail. After Beverly was done with the briefing she pei-ed me find Mdm Yuslina again because she also wanna ask her regarding some homework etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, headed to interchange with Felicia and Beverly. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yvonne stayed behind with Cuixia and Ashwin (they celebrating his birthday in advance!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were all supposed to study together but it was cancelled in the end since everyone was busy except for me. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I headed home happily since I had one whole afternoon to rewind! The thought of that made me all cheerful. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/ncbmv4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/72uiq0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Went home and played with Donny, even bathed him okay!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now he's squeaky clean and nice-smelling. ^^ Wanted to bring him out for a walk at 6pm (that's when the sun is down) but the weather didn't look good so I didn't walk him in the end. Oh and, the next time I bathe him I'll go take a picture of him!! He's so cute. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/33wb0p0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For you dear. ^^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a random note, dear messaged me:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;4445556668883399966688&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I replied:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:x-large;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;4445556668883399966688 8666666!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Go figure it out, it's all alphanumeric. ^^&lt;div&gt;Anyway I'm not feeling grumpy anymore because I ate a whole (small) packet of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Munchy's Mini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some kind of tiny biscuit sandwich with chocolate in between. The packet says it has double chocolate so yay! Means double the comfort LOL. Eating it actually made me feel much better. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway my mom has also called up to announce that she's heading over to visit my ahma again so me and my brother has to go eat out again. Oh well! Brother insists on ordering McDelivery though, which is out of the question because just because my dad passed me $30 for dinner (when $15 is really more than enough for just two people) I didn't want to just anyhow splurge it on fast food. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/16ll9gi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Donny being a darling. ^^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever. &lt;b&gt;I'm beginning to feel hungry again!!&lt;/b&gt; Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Photos were taken just today, and completely unphotoshopped. :D)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-886105126941067316?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/886105126941067316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=886105126941067316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/886105126941067316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/886105126941067316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-was-in-really-good-mood-but-hunger.html' title='Thank God it&apos;s Friday!'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.tinypic.com/2gv0tn6_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-1646738800795905672</id><published>2009-10-01T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:44:42.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon-ing no more. :/</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/1192ovb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Looking forward to haircut after exams!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair getting messier already + fringe getting longer. ):&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;AND I WANT DYE HAIR WITH FELLY TOO!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;School has been kind of slack the past few days,&lt;/b&gt; considering that the whole roller coaster ride begins just next week. :/&lt;div&gt;MDM LOW DIDN'T COME TO SCHOOL, NOOOOOOOOO. I'm a little desperate to find out how I fared for English Paper 1. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still not confident for my Math papers. Had two Emath revision tests yesterday I scored borderline passes. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY WHY WHYYYYY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I was praying before I did my Paper 1's on Tuesday. That really gave me courage you know. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Chinese sucks so bad, I couldn't under BOTH letter-writing questions. -_- Luckily for me, I spent like, 10min trying to find the keywords from the question in my electronic dictionary. THEN I UNDERSTOOD LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Managed to spend not more than 30min for letter-writing. Compo was manageable, although I fear I wrote a little out of topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposed to write about a "first time" you experienced that left behind a bad memory + had a bad consequence to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While others may write about criminal offences, smoking etc., &lt;b&gt;I wrote about the first time I had a dog. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;The bad memory part was that I wasn't sure how to take care of a dog or even toilet train it so the dog peed and pooed everywhere, even ran out of the house and had me panicking like crazy 'cos I thought I'd lose it forever. :S (It's actually true okay, it's all about Donny! Except Donny didn't get lost lah, he just ran to the lift there and my brother managed to catch him and bring him home. I HAD TO EXAGGERATE.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well! After that went to 3/10 find Beverly, then to 3/2 to find Felicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Returned back to class just 15min before reporting time for the next paper, then dragged Shirley with me to the canteen to check out the&lt;b&gt; Singapore Polytechnic&lt;/b&gt; booth there. :D Got two sets of goodies, one for myself and the other for Felly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;English Paper&lt;/b&gt; was a little tougher. Letter-writing (thankfully, God bless) was proposal writing which is so much easier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spend about 45min doing it though. Then proceeded to composition, wrote on the question "Write about a time you had to stand up after a setback". Couldn't bring myself to fabricate a story so I wrote something that's... 99% true ba. Things closer to the heart don't require much thinking/brainstorming of ideas. My hand was writing and writing and writing non-stop! Didn't take me more than a minute to think of what to write next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;My aim for compo is at least 20/30.&lt;/i&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That aside, I have been studying until 6pm every day even on days when I have afternoon lessons 'til 4.15pm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, very hardworking right. But I'm revising at a very slow pace and it's not doing me any good, exams are already next week! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far revised about 4 chapters of Emaths and Amaths each. As for Physics, I revised Work/Energy/Power, specific heat capacity, light/waves and thermal properties. Made a deal with Felly to revise Social Studies together this Saturday because SS paper is this Monday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for cell and church too, although I &lt;i&gt;may&lt;/i&gt; not be able to go for church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy is thinking of bringing me and my brother to visit my ahma, who is still recovering from a back injury.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am gonna meet up with cousins at the same time so I'll probably bring my study materials along to revise with them. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of them same age as me whereas the other is having 'A' levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;List of what to revise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Social Studies &lt;/b&gt;- Chapter 2-5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Amaths &lt;/b&gt;- Logarithms, modulus, coordinate geometry, further applications of trigo and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Emaths&lt;/b&gt; - Properties of circles, bearings, trigo and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Physics &lt;/b&gt;- Standard form (wth, I know), specific heat capacity (AGAIN) and power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Chemistry&lt;/b&gt; - Everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Wish me good luck in finishing my revision okay!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Last but not least,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;good luck for your EOYs and national exams too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Byee all~~ Will try not to go MIA again LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-1646738800795905672?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/1646738800795905672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=1646738800795905672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1646738800795905672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/1646738800795905672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/10/honeymoon-ing-no-more.html' title='Honeymoon-ing no more. :/'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/1192ovb_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-7542347772479581667</id><published>2009-09-27T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:23:01.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's when I love you, a little more each time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Happy 9th Monthsary dear!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You know I love you to bits.&lt;/b&gt; Remember to rest more + get well soon okay. ^^&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;One day I go bring Breathe Right for you, so you can sleep better (given your blocked nose).&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night dear made me super fed-up to the point I wanted to shed tears of anger lor!!&lt;br /&gt;He called me an hour before he knocked off from work (around 8pm like that) and started spouting all kinds of rubbish, and didn't stop even though I hung up on him once + raised voice at him a few times. I got so irritated.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The phone call actually lasted throughout his entire trip home, which is a long time btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when he reached home he had the cheek to spam me with emoticon sounds (Spongebob F.U.N. song, Coral school song, Muahahahah etc. etc.) and still tell me that we can CONTINUE when I personally meet him the following morning a.k.a. today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I got annoyed and even blocked him on MSN (but I unblocked after like 5min because too soft-hearted already LOL).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But dear gave me surprise today! He gave me this huge Stitch toy that he caught from some UFO machine. And yes my bf is better than average in catching toys from ufo machines. *nudges Sophie LOL*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then dear remarked that talking to me on the phone is usually "boring" (-_____-) so he just purposely make fun of/tease me lor. LIKE THAT ALSO CAN! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway after that I left to meet Cuixia and Yvonne at interchange. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took bus 12 to church. Service was good as usual, but this time we all prayed for our "elders" HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And!!!! Nick finally assigned me, Yvonne and Cuixia our new shepherds!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;My direct shepherd is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Rosemary&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:16px;"&gt;Woohooz ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yvonne's is Vivian whereas Cuixia's is Chanel. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that went to watch our fund-raising event, Camp Comm Hidden Gener. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's an arm-wrestling event where you pay to challenge the Camp K.O. committee or zone leaders!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also entitled to a lucky draw in the end. Supposed to raise funds for our church camp, Camp K.O., at the end of this year. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that bought bubble tea and took bus 12 to Pasir Ris with Yvonne and Cuixia. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alighted before them and headed straight home. Yvonne and Cuixia went to Aloha Loyang there for a chalet!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently Florence's (Felicia's older sis) daughter is officially one month old today and they're celebrating it at the chalet. It's a 2D1N thing and they've 4 bedrooms up for grabs!! So Felicia invited me, Yvonne, Beverly and Cuixia to go and guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Everybody's going except me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; SIGH SIGH SIGHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother don't allow ah. :/ Sian lor you know what she told me last night anot??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Her:&lt;/b&gt; You 21 years old then can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; HUH I thought I poly that time then can already??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Her:&lt;/b&gt; NO, poly that time I allow you stay out late &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(2 MORE YEARS TO EXTENDED CURFEW WOO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. 21 years old that time you go sleepover, you come back or not I also don't care already ah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;i&gt;*srsly speechless*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Felicia says: &lt;/b&gt;Walao your mother damn strict leh!&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I replied: &lt;/i&gt;Yeah imagine what it disaster it was from she found out about Zhiwei!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well Scripture says honour your parents. So for the first time I actually didn't get into a huge debate/hoo-ha with my mom over this issue. (((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to mention it, ever since last week I told myself to really stop arguing with my parents (provided I can help it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wherever possible, I also try to do little things/stuff/errands for my mom to please her or simply just let her appreciate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pastor Jianchong says nothing speaks louder than a changed life so sure! I'm game for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 3 months' time I'mma be a muchhhh better person. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;OKAY! End of post for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So much for blabbering non-stop. BTW BTW I've officially switched from Mozilla Firefox to Google Chrome.&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOTTA LOVE THE MINIMAL LAG&lt;/b&gt; (as compared to mff)!!! Kind of neat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I've officially quitted Plurk - follow me now on Twitter! (Yes I've revived my old Twitter account.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/GenevieveLxq"&gt;Clicka click.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-7542347772479581667?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/7542347772479581667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=7542347772479581667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7542347772479581667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/7542347772479581667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-when-i-love-you-little-more-each.html' title='That&apos;s when I love you, a little more each time.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-4621884042244033694</id><published>2009-09-26T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:08:22.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm reaching for Your heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today started off kind of disappointing, for reasons I don't feel like mentioning. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6.50am today and felt so sleeeeeppppyyy I slept with my eyes open until 7am+.&lt;br /&gt;I took 30min to tie up my hair. I had a bad hair day. Was supposed to be in school at 8am for Physics make-up lessons but I left the house at 8.30am. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my time and reached school at around 8.45am.&lt;br /&gt;Had Physics lessons until 10am, then left and headed to White Sands Mac to meet Cuixia, Yvonne and Felicia for studying.&lt;br /&gt;Studied/revised until 12.15pm before meeting Lilian at interchange. Took bus 15 to Rosemary's house for cell while Felly went home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Rosemary's house then went to do Pew's birthday card. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's her 18th birthday today yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all arrived an hour earlier to prepare for the birthday surprise. Then when Pew came at 2pm, we all stood at the living room with the birthday cake before letting her come in. Sang Happy Birthday + cut cake! I didn't eat the cake 'cos it's durian cake. I don't really fancy durian. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid Marc keep suaning me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then played Blind Mice LOL. Pew was birthday girl so she was the first blind mice. Then NICHOLAS ZHENG (one day I get my revenge!) go and sabo me when I stuck at the corner with Rosemary and him. Then end up Pew caught me while he + Rosemary zhao. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I was Blind Mice #2. I took damn long to catch someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicholas:&lt;/span&gt; ...10 HOURS LATER~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; *still trying to catch someone while blindfolded*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHO I CAUGHT AFTER THAT! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bwahahahahahhahahahahahahaz. Everybody all happy 'cos we all like sabo-ing him.&lt;br /&gt;Then after we put the blindfold on him, we played with him for a short while before hiding upstairs in the room LOL. Rosemary even video-ed him okay, chao hao xiao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after that Marc realised he kena plucked so he ownself came up the room. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Had praise and worship, led by Marc and Chanel! Then Nick (i.e. Nicholas btw) preached about surrendering.&lt;br /&gt;Then he let us listen to this song called, "I Surrender All" by Clay Crosse, an award-winning artist in Christian contemporary music in 1995. I thought it was really convicting and meaningful, lyrics are as follows! (ownself go Youtube and find the video)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I have wrestled in the darkness of this lonely pilgrim land&lt;br /&gt;Raising strong and mighty fortresses that I alone command&lt;br /&gt;But these castles I've constructed by the strength of my own hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are just temporary kingdoms on foundations made of sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the battle I believe I've finally found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll never know the thrill of victory 'til I'm willing to lay down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All my weapons of defense and earthly strategies of war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm laying down my arms and running helplessly to Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surrender all my silent hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Though the price to follow costs me everything&lt;br /&gt;I surrender all my human soul desires&lt;br /&gt;If sacrifice requires&lt;br /&gt;That all my kingdoms fall&lt;br /&gt;I surrender all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the source of my ambition is the treasure I obtain&lt;br /&gt;If I measure my successes on a scale of earthly gain&lt;br /&gt;If the focus of my vision is the status I attain&lt;br /&gt;My accomplishments are worthless and my efforts are in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I lay aside these trophies to pursue a higher crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And should You choose somehow to use the life I willingly lay down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I surrender all the triumph for it's only by Your grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I relinquish all the glory, I surrender all the praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surrender all my silent hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Though the price to follow costs me everything&lt;br /&gt;I surrender all my human soul desires&lt;br /&gt;If sacrifice requires&lt;br /&gt;That all my kingdoms fall&lt;br /&gt;I surrender all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am, all I've done, and all I've known&lt;br /&gt;Now belongs to You, the life I live is not my own&lt;br /&gt;Just as Abraham laid Isaac on the sacrificial fire&lt;br /&gt;If all I have is all that You desire&lt;br /&gt;I surrender all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really had this heart of conviction and burden after hearing this song.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I've knelt at the altar in response to a pastor's message of surrendering one's life to Jesus before, I know that there has been emotions and problems that I've been holding back the past few days. In my daily prayers I haven't been surrendering them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But during our altar call today God's presence was there in the room, yet I found it so hard to just surrender.&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy. And while some others sang, "I surrender all to you," I could not bring myself to sing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very long time, just minutes before we concluded altar call, I finally told God that I'll surrender all my relationships, emotions, obstacles, frustrations - everything. And I couldn't help but sob non-stop. This sounds kind of depressing but it isn't, because the moment I sobered up as Nick closed the altar call in prayer, my heart felt so free, so peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this really isn't my first time feeling like I've chains released (refer to &lt;a href="http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/09/august-week-2.html"&gt;August Week 2 post&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;It's really amazing how God works in our lives. Yvonne and Cuixia has their own testimonies too for today okay!&lt;br /&gt;We discussed on the bus home. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know right, in the Bible the first time the word "worship" appears is in Genesis 22.&lt;br /&gt;In there, Abraham was asked by God to lay his own son, Isaac, as a living sacrifice for God and Abraham did it willingly.&lt;br /&gt;The next day he went to the mountain he was told to go to and tied Isaac up. Just as he was about to slay him, angels stopped him and told him that he need not sacrifice his beloved son for God anymore because they have seen how obedient he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is definitely an "Isaac" in every one of our lives - someone we hold so close and dearly to our hearts, we'd never dream of letting them go, let alone kill him/her. But God sacrificed His only, begotten son for us and that's the greatest sacrifice ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to you people reading this, Christians and non-Christians alike, I just wanna say this:&lt;br /&gt;Life can be really crazy, I don't have to remind you that. But it's no one else's fault that all these things just... happen.&lt;br /&gt;But people - Christians especially - I just wanna say that as long as you're willing to surrender and lay all your problems down at the altar before the Lord and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;let Him take full control of your life, &lt;/span&gt;things WILL change f&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or the better&lt;/span&gt;, because the Lord will mould and shape you to the destiny He's set out for you. And you know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-4621884042244033694?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/4621884042244033694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=4621884042244033694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4621884042244033694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4621884042244033694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-reaching-for-your-heart.html' title='I&apos;m reaching for Your heart'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-4640936237468995608</id><published>2009-09-25T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T20:36:24.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day I'mma go spam all of Donny's pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I CHASED DONNY AROUND THE HOUSE FOR A FULL 15MIN LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through my pictures folder and saw pictures of Donny when he first arrived at my house on 27 September 2008.&lt;br /&gt;He was just a month and a half old and he was so tiny and cute! Don't know what got into him that made him sucha monster right nao HAHA. So I wanted to go hug him but he started running away with his toy in his mouth and I chased him for so long I actually perspired. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end when I finally caught him, he aggressively bite my fingers while growling in a petty way SO CUTE LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then I hugged him so some time before putting him back in his playpen. Bathed and watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aang: Legend of Avatar&lt;/span&gt; with brother after that @ 7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE THAT, I was in school obviously.&lt;br /&gt;I was VERY late for prayer meeting so I did my prayers while on the bus to school. x_x&lt;br /&gt;Walked to school with Brenda. ^^ Then had morning assembly before heading back to class. Biology was first period and that meant one extra hour to catch up on sleep! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Biology was Lit and Mrs Aziz was involved in some presentation so she couldn't make it for lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, Miss Anne took over her lesson for the day and her teaching is not bad!! (: Just that her pace is faster than other teachers, but I'm fine with it. Took down notes for the day and had homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Maths. Mr Yong did a revision on Emaths chapter 11 and that concluded our whole Maths revision plan!&lt;br /&gt;Awesome, but I'm still not confident. x_x This calls for more practise, nevertheless! I AM CHAO DETERMINED TO DO WELL FOR EOYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then recess. Beverly had to stay in class for something so I ate with Shirley. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Then headed back to class for Physics! Forgot to bring my notes, they're all at homeee. T___T&lt;br /&gt;Studied formulas for refraction then after school, headed to find Felicia, Yvonne and Beverly.&lt;br /&gt;Went to toilet then headed to interchange. Took bus 12 to Downtown East! Felicia had tuition so she couldn't study with us today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied at Burger King. Bought Cup Walker and worked on my Lit homework.&lt;br /&gt;I redid one of the text-based questions because I thought it wasn't good enough. :/ And my answer became twice as long!&lt;br /&gt;Study until around 5pm before taking the bus home with Beverly. ^^ Yvonne went off with Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and used the computer until I had to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;NOW, since I've finished watching TV, I'm supposed to head to Central to have my dinner with brother.&lt;br /&gt;Then buy Donny's dog food on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I shall end my post here since I'm already feeling hungry. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1256517559085885322-4640936237468995608?l=aintbulletproof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/feeds/4640936237468995608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1256517559085885322&amp;postID=4640936237468995608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4640936237468995608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1256517559085885322/posts/default/4640936237468995608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aintbulletproof.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-day-imma-go-spam-all-of-donnys.html' title='One day I&apos;mma go spam all of Donny&apos;s pictures.'/><author><name>Genevieve Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02933115945720809763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_naIIaRoiY/TWN_nycMmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OzHddjfp-zw/s1600/179354_10150102929511801_732481800_6259314_4808239_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1256517559085885322.post-6129941869518616809</id><published>2009-09-24T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:10:20.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'M' for Mugging and Mabai.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi people I'm back! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week I've been out studying but I still don't feel prepared. ):&lt;br /&gt;I worry a lot for &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amaths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - two subjects I'm least confident in. For the whole of last week I've been mugging only about 4 chapters of Amaths and now I'm revising Physics + Chemistry + Emaths until the end of next week. Then I'll continue mugging chapters of Amaths like logarithms, coordinate geometry and trigonometry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's so stressful, sometimes I wish I'd quickly graduate and leave school so I can escape this stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least I'd wish for the exams to quickly blow over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the school &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JUST HAD TO&lt;/span&gt; engage us Sec 3's in this Step Up revision program.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it's part of our post-exam activities and that whole week's not enough so it's eating into 2 weeks of our precious holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)))):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what my holiday plans are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Dye hair with Felicia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually planned this many months ago. I want to dye my hair copper red! Except not too red, just the tint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/13zx476.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something like this, except blacker. Just want the red to be obvious in sunlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never dyed my hair before and I really wanna dye it this year!&lt;br /&gt;Felicia has also decided not to go for OBS this year so that means we can dye hair together! (provided she does well for exams) That's because if she goes for the camp, which is 30 Nov ~ 4 Dec, Felicia would have to dye her hair black again before the camp and that would be really troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Y'know right! Once school term ends I want go dye my hair---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear:&lt;/span&gt; I want to dye my hair copper red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; ...that was exactly what I wanted to say.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) Shopping @ Bugis/Penin with clique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RETAIL THERAPY HEALS THE FRIED BRAIN CELLS. (srsly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Perhaps get a part-time job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE GOT LOBANG MUST TELL ME K. ^^&lt;br /&gt;No money = cannot save = cannot go shopping. Money is very important to a girl!!&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told I haven't been saving up much this whole year and I'm super disappointed in myself. ):&lt;br /&gt;I spent like, 300% more than I ever saved and now I'm so broke! And by the holidays I would be officially 15 so I can get a job more easily (than being 14, that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more random note, here's an extract of a conversation I had with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew Han&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G,   ♥27th. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is felicia.&lt;br /&gt;say hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The feeling of being famous says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLWTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stercus accidit says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;YOOOOZAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;G,   ♥27th. says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The feeling of being famous says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;u teach in my church meh?&lt;br /&gt;i never see u de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stercus accidit says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;i teach in holy  trinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The feeling of being famous says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;than gen say u teach in my church&lt;br /&gt;EH  GEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stercus accidit says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;EH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G,   ♥27th. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;WHA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stercus accidit says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;MISUNDERSTANDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;G,   ♥27th. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORREH LAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stercus accidit s
