<?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-7071168</id><updated>2011-06-06T11:14:58.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me                      //my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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draining and every night i have like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-paper jitters which lead to temporary insomnia even tho i would very much like to have more sleep. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get exercise. my muscles are dissolving and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; becoming unfit ): ah. miss the days of spikes and reps of 150,200,300,400,600,800,1000,1200,1600.  adrenalin pumping activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to do some brainless activity. that would be tmr (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-8647637788989174149?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-7773591501946109129</id><published>2007-08-18T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T19:45:51.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one week to prelims. oh im lovin it. hahah. its crazy i think the stress has gotten to my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cg time today was good and im glad we got to talk about the power of our words. i really had a good time of discussion with my cg (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note. i went down to paragon today, in the rain, for the sake of my results. i was quite scared but didnt really feel much. was praying for God to prepare me for whatever comes. yeah. but thankfully, i passed. by like 6 marks. haha. i felt glad that i passed but again i didnt feel much. so weird haha. yup but thank God anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for trng yesterday. a sign of how unfit i am is the fact im aching now. haha. but it was good and forced me to not get too attached to studying 24/7. i didnt study the whole evening cos i took 1.5 hours to get back from school. ridiculous. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for prelims to be over for now. so that i can take a proper break. rah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God reign in me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-7773591501946109129?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/7773591501946109129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=7773591501946109129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/7773591501946109129'/><link 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url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rq78mMYwOUI/AAAAAAAAADU/jNzM4mx7cOM/s72-c/natsch07_day3_cd1_304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-2493321296846851837</id><published>2007-07-31T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T18:27:19.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;one month to prelims.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if not for God, i think life now is utterly meaningless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's as if we live to eat and breathe our notes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;been quite tired lately despite the early nights and these 2 days when i wake up my head feels the bloodrush, like the swimming feeling after many 400s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;havent ran in 2 weeks and cos of my flu im probably super unfit now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ms chew also hasnt contacted me about my results but i have this niggling feeling its not too good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-2493321296846851837?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/2493321296846851837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=2493321296846851837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/2493321296846851837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/2493321296846851837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-month-to-prelims.html' title=''/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-3148137004272140338</id><published>2007-07-21T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T09:25:57.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/RqFgWMYwOSI/AAAAAAAAADE/RY2lJ4W2udo/s1600-h/team%2Bsajc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/RqFgWMYwOSI/AAAAAAAAADE/RY2lJ4W2udo/s320/team%2Bsajc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089454988303808802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/RqFgWsYwOTI/AAAAAAAAADM/MKR1bxQBygw/s1600-h/IMG_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/RqFgWsYwOTI/AAAAAAAAADM/MKR1bxQBygw/s320/IMG_0374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089454996893743410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a crappy week, besides the track finals and dinners. got back all my results too, some were really disappointing but nvm. really need to study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-3148137004272140338?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/3148137004272140338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-2069857749784768339</id><published>2007-07-15T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T18:38:24.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>i elbowed the rice cooker while it was on ):  pain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-2069857749784768339?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/2069857749784768339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=2069857749784768339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/2069857749784768339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/2069857749784768339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/07/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-5727160182285044464</id><published>2007-07-15T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T14:18:56.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aye</title><content type='html'>my body is weird man. before my race i had trouble sleeping, after my race i just cant seem to get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to support on thurs and fri. cut my hair too. wasnt fated to get my new nalgene bottle. oh well. borrowed a book from the lib which i finished in 2 days (pretty fast considering how long i usually take haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next wed is finals! so fast la, season is almost over already, just when i was starting to pick up. yay can see cc in action, plus all my other team mates who are in finals that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prelims are in 6 weeks! start studying now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-5727160182285044464?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/5727160182285044464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=5727160182285044464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/5727160182285044464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/5727160182285044464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/07/aye.html' title='aye'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-5216615328044412549</id><published>2007-07-07T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T09:40:27.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant seem to sleep peacefully these few days. keep waking up super early everyday and i just become so tired. hope it wont adversely affect my race. im super duper scared. just last night i couldnt go to sleep cos i kept thinking about it and what timings i should be hitting each round, i had to tell myself to get it out of my mind and go to bed. how do all these people take this every year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh God im scared!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avalon- Everything to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in sunday school&lt;br /&gt;I memorized the golden rule&lt;br /&gt;And how Jesus came to set the sinner free&lt;br /&gt;I know the story inside out&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you all about&lt;br /&gt;The path that lead him up on Calvary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ask me why He loves me&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know what to say,&lt;br /&gt;But I’ll never be the same because&lt;br /&gt;He changed my life when He became&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything to me&lt;br /&gt;He’s more than a story&lt;br /&gt;More than words on a page of history.&lt;br /&gt;He’s the air that I breathe,&lt;br /&gt;The water I thirst for,&lt;br /&gt;And the ground beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;He’s everything, everything to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We’re living in uncertain times&lt;br /&gt;And more and more I find that I’m&lt;br /&gt;Aware of just how fragile life can be.&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell the world I found&lt;br /&gt;The love that turned my life around&lt;br /&gt;They need to know that they can taste and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyday I’m praying&lt;br /&gt;Just to give my heart away&lt;br /&gt;I want to live for Jesus&lt;br /&gt;So that someone else might see that He is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything&lt;br /&gt;He’s more than a story&lt;br /&gt;More than words on a page of history&lt;br /&gt;He’s the air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;The water I thirst for&lt;br /&gt;And the ground beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;Oh, He’s everything!&lt;br /&gt;And looking back over my life at the end&lt;br /&gt;I’ll go to meet you saying you’ve been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re everything to me&lt;br /&gt;More than a story&lt;br /&gt;More than words on a page of history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re everything to me&lt;br /&gt;You’re more than a story&lt;br /&gt;More than words on a page of history.&lt;br /&gt;You’re the air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;The water I thirst for&lt;br /&gt;And the ground beneath my feet&lt;br /&gt;You’re everything!&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You’re everything to me! &lt;br /&gt;You’re everything to me, Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;The Air I breathe, the Sun I see&lt;br /&gt;Everything to me!&lt;br /&gt;You’re my Life, my Love, Everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-5216615328044412549?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/5216615328044412549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh thank God BT2 is finally over and i can concentrate on my race! (:&lt;br /&gt;dunno what the results will be like but my mind is on the track now and my PB&lt;br /&gt;hope my ankle holds up, and that i'll really put my trng into the race.&lt;br /&gt;i realised my race doesnt justify my trngs so i really need to prepare myself mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJA AJA (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-7053929678983204226?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/7053929678983204226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=7053929678983204226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/7053929678983204226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/7053929678983204226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-thank-god-bt2-is-finally-over-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-7912983102674273194</id><published>2007-06-29T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T12:26:22.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/RoSJfprbB_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/clQmAUl_i0g/s1600-h/IMG_0341[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081337456437692402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/RoSJfprbB_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/clQmAUl_i0g/s320/IMG_0341%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/RoSJRprbB-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/vTGd3TaLMnI/s1600-h/IMG_0340[1]"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh i got bored today and decided to bake! wanted to do scones initially but i didnt want to waste the extra ingredients so i bought choc chip cookie pre mix (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trng later, hello 1000s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-7912983102674273194?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/7912983102674273194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=7912983102674273194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/7912983102674273194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/7912983102674273194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-i-got-bored-today-and-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/RoSJfprbB_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/clQmAUl_i0g/s72-c/IMG_0341%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-3545677606504011620</id><published>2007-06-28T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T18:50:30.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello friends</title><content type='html'>oh exams are over! (i wish)&lt;br /&gt;sure feels like it.&lt;br /&gt;this week passed really fast but im glad  there are no more papers for now&lt;br /&gt;motivated to train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been my pillar of strength this week. im really glad (:&lt;br /&gt;hope that this one's not serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my purple bottle on the bus last week ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-3545677606504011620?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/3545677606504011620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=3545677606504011620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i said i'ld go cos it was such a blessing indeed. who cares about BT2, God is bigger and more impt (:&lt;br /&gt;thank God for releasing me from the bubble&lt;br /&gt;thank God for filling that void&lt;br /&gt;thank God for peace that transcends all understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a crappy month but im ready to face the road in front of me, with God by my side (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-193999859226093831?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/193999859226093831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=193999859226093831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/193999859226093831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/193999859226093831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/06/refreshed.html' title='refreshed!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-3765673828983285037</id><published>2007-06-16T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T17:37:16.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>substitute</title><content type='html'>oh my this week has really been terrible (my favourite word) besides the times spent with friends&lt;br /&gt;today's race didnt go well at all. maybe i shouldnt have gone out yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to face her when she comes back now. i think she's gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;everything's so screwed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please show me what im supposed to gain out of this nonsense that's before me&lt;br /&gt;help me see Your beauty in the things going on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-3765673828983285037?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/3765673828983285037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=3765673828983285037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/3765673828983285037'/><link rel='self' 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-6922024125698660826?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/6922024125698660826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=6922024125698660826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/6922024125698660826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/6922024125698660826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/06/stop.html' title='STOP'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-1646391063632539571</id><published>2007-06-12T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T18:44:59.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything - Michael Buble</title><content type='html'>You're a falling star&lt;br /&gt;You're the getaway car&lt;br /&gt;You're the line in the sand&lt;br /&gt;When I go to far&lt;br /&gt;You're the swimming pool&lt;br /&gt;On an august day&lt;br /&gt;And you're the perfect thing to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you play it coy but it's kinda cute&lt;br /&gt;Oh when you smile at me you know exactly what you do&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't pretend that you don't know it's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can see it when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;br /&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line&lt;br /&gt;You're every word&lt;br /&gt;You're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a carousel&lt;br /&gt;You're a wishing well&lt;br /&gt;And you light me up&lt;br /&gt;When you ring my bell&lt;br /&gt;You're a mystery&lt;br /&gt;You're from outer space&lt;br /&gt;You're every minute of my every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe that I'm your man&lt;br /&gt;And I get to kiss you baby just because I can&lt;br /&gt;Whatever comes our way&lt;br /&gt;We'll see it through&lt;br /&gt;And you know that's what our love can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;br /&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;It's you&lt;br /&gt;You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line&lt;br /&gt;You're every word&lt;br /&gt;You're everything&lt;br /&gt;And so la la la la&lt;br /&gt;So la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big day tmr! im really scared :\  i think im gonna end up emo-ing after the exam again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-1646391063632539571?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/1646391063632539571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=1646391063632539571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/1646391063632539571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/1646391063632539571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/06/everything-michael-buble.html' title='Everything - Michael Buble'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-7439709236471833793</id><published>2007-06-11T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T12:16:15.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zz</title><content type='html'>track camp was good (: even tho i must say the exco could have been more well prepared but i think we still did alright. kudos to the teachers and the other j2s who also helped out (: think the j1s really gelled well during the camp. had fun 'torturing' them on the first night :P haha. but they're really nice and i think camp made them think more of track as a commitment too. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP at gombak was quite fun. but it was a small competition surprisingly. had piano after that. was so tired my mind couldnt think. kept playing the wrong notes even with the score in front of me and kept breaking down. rah. thank God ms chew didnt scold me if not i think i would have cried la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cg lunch at carl's junior followed by oceans13. its a good movie (: too bad i had to leave early due to my blur-ness. i thought studio prac was at 3 when it was actually 330. could have finished the show ): oh well. went to prints to buy nice paper for my prog notes (: then i went home and slacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love bach/beethoven/debussy oh so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-7439709236471833793?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/7439709236471833793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=7439709236471833793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/7439709236471833793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/7439709236471833793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/06/zz.html' title='zz'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-7886919794326150879</id><published>2007-05-31T08:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T08:30:35.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4Wwb9L_qI/AAAAAAAAACc/VgtV0VMBgxo/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070515251859685026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4Wwb9L_qI/AAAAAAAAACc/VgtV0VMBgxo/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; warming up (: ; keewei and i (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4WyL9L_rI/AAAAAAAAACk/1CdzqmXnWNc/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070515281924456114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4WyL9L_rI/AAAAAAAAACk/1CdzqmXnWNc/s320/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4Wzb9L_sI/AAAAAAAAACs/YfzlXHQXDIA/s1600-h/IMG_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070515303399292610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4Wzb9L_sI/AAAAAAAAACs/YfzlXHQXDIA/s320/IMG_0127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4WJr9L_pI/AAAAAAAAACU/zEy59hXgPG8/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070514586139754130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4WJr9L_pI/AAAAAAAAACU/zEy59hXgPG8/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; besterestest (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4V8b9L_oI/AAAAAAAAACM/YSr5owgSWQM/s1600-h/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070514358506487426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4V8b9L_oI/AAAAAAAAACM/YSr5owgSWQM/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and liz (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070512808023293490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4UiL9L_jI/AAAAAAAAABk/JpmRnDYiIEY/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;chrystal and i got bored while ushering (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4Ui79L_kI/AAAAAAAAABs/HuhfknOwobw/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070512820908195394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4Ui79L_kI/AAAAAAAAABs/HuhfknOwobw/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tim serenading yewya with his self composed song! so sweet (: haha&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4Ulb9L_mI/AAAAAAAAAB8/cyBY5XdTUgg/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070512863857868386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/7886919794326150879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/05/update.html' title='update!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_6Meu7QXSJZQ/Rl4Wwb9L_qI/AAAAAAAAACc/VgtV0VMBgxo/s72-c/IMG_0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-4721260126892833136</id><published>2007-05-13T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T09:07:56.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gullible</title><content type='html'>everything You hold in Your hands,&lt;br /&gt;still make time for me&lt;br /&gt;i can't understand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-4721260126892833136?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/4721260126892833136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=4721260126892833136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/4721260126892833136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/4721260126892833136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/05/gullible.html' title='gullible'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-6050294679539209143</id><published>2007-05-01T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T16:34:59.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mayday!</title><content type='html'>ah okay i think its more than almost injured. its strained. rah. cant run much. looks like im back to alot of long runs and circuits again. and during season somemore. well done bo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went water running this morning and had my favourite ba chor mee (: yay. today'll be a mugging day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;That the Lord of all the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name,&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt,&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;That the Bright and Morning Star,&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way,&lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am,&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done,&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done,&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading,&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling,&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;That the eyes that see my sin,&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love,&lt;br /&gt;And watch me rise again,&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;That the voice that calmed the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain,&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT/ 1630]&lt;br /&gt;i hope i havent caught the flu bug. anw i took a nap btw breakfast and lunch and i had this super odd dream. i dreamt that there was another guinea pig besides pepper and salt, called casper. casper was human yet guinea pig. haha. erm i rmb standing at the side and watching casper play with salt. then casper put salt back into the cage and salt was struggling as usual (to be able to put salt back, casper had to be human). and then casper went into the cage and somehow became a guinea pig (like animorphs? haha) and i was making this comparison btw how quietly casper gets in and how salt kicks up such a fuss. and i went to tell donna (my house help) and there was this random stranger in the kitchen who was agreeing with what i said. so weird la. hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-6050294679539209143?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-5919620506809801547</id><published>2007-04-29T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T08:50:57.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man. BT2 is coming! in 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;but there's so many things to study.&lt;br /&gt;bleah :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost injured the ligament on my&lt;br /&gt;left foot during trng on thurs. thank God&lt;br /&gt;its not serious. its okay alr i think, but i&lt;br /&gt;havent tried running since. probably will&lt;br /&gt;lay off spikes for a while if we continue&lt;br /&gt;doing 600s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and rengfu think we'll touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;soon cos the sky is falling and the world&lt;br /&gt;is coming to an end. haha. cos sch work&lt;br /&gt;is really driving all of us crazy. and adding&lt;br /&gt;on trngs during exam times, that's not&lt;br /&gt;really nice but we dont have much of a&lt;br /&gt;choice. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coco: you are one weird gf/bf. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks for being there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is either the Lord of ALL or not at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-5919620506809801547?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/5919620506809801547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=5919620506809801547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/5919620506809801547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/5919620506809801547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-3942128787751961160</id><published>2007-04-20T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T20:16:38.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sportsday (:</title><content type='html'>yay! 06S02 we were great today! (: really good running, thanks for taking part and putting in all the effort. i had lots of fun running alongside you relay people (: we did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second fastest team in the whole school&lt;br /&gt;fastest CLASS in the whole school (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-3942128787751961160?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/3942128787751961160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=3942128787751961160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/3942128787751961160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/3942128787751961160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/04/sportsday.html' title='sportsday (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-6763174468110799767</id><published>2007-04-03T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T20:50:50.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after some reflection</title><content type='html'>i think the holiday came in good time. im feeling super sick of school life now. everything is so mundane. maybe God planned in advance (: ahaha. and praise God he answered my dad's prayers again. my bro got accepted by SP for digital media! its really cool cos im encouraged that my dad is testifying about answered prayers (: yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shin splints coming back again. i feel driven for my race yet still kinda scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO BOBO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-6763174468110799767?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/6763174468110799767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=6763174468110799767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/6763174468110799767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/6763174468110799767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/04/after-some-reflection.html' title='after some reflection'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-2839568712318687212</id><published>2007-03-27T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T18:51:08.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help</title><content type='html'>im dying. BT1 has driven me crazy cos it was so hard. and the results are quite terrible. thankful for those i got back today. piano exam is in june=2 months away=8 more weeks=8 more lessons. im so screwed la. super duper stressed already and i cant contain it anymore. got competition in april, right after my holiday and im missing 3 trngs. made a wrong decision in going but of course its too late for regrets so i'll convince myself that i'll enjoy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-2839568712318687212?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/2839568712318687212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=2839568712318687212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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quite scary cos we didnt know what was happening initially. after chem spa we were in the cafe eating then hsiaoen was like "eh who's shaking the table, can stop shaking?". then we come to a sudden realisation that no one was shaking. then we see each other swaying left and right at the tables. was quite amusing. and later we found out it was an earthquake. and we had to abandon our half eaten food ( &lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt; ) and assemble on the field cos it was a level 3 tremor so we had to evacuate. how exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during gp, near the end of the lesson we felt the tremors again so all of us were evacuated again. and this time round we were dismissed to ensure our safety. so yup. exciting day. pray for the victims of the quake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng yesterday was killer. i shouldnt have done gym in the morning during pe. we did 800,1000,1200,1000,800. it was madness. now im aching everywhere. and im super tired.&lt;div 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falling!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-6352214591532572103</id><published>2007-02-23T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T07:57:49.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to reality</title><content type='html'>ah. cny was fun in msia, as always, the usual crowd, the usual visitations. yup. thought i would come back refreshed but i feel more tired instead. i did have fun climbing around pulau kapas haha cos we wanted to go to the other side of the island to go snorkelling but in the end the water was too shallow so very near the corals so didnt swim much at that side. i saw a lot of sea cucumbers. they look gross. like shit. haha. literally. and one big marshmellow looking one. it was white. haha. daddy got stung by sea urchin but he's fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a lot of catching up to do with sch work and such. pray that God will be my strength as He always is (: wah thank God for helping me with my econs test. i dunno what the results are la but He helped me to rmb some points so i could write essay. haha. cos i only chionged today. too tired to study and before the test still took a nap so woke up super seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;converse chair sneakers (: yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-6352214591532572103?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/6352214591532572103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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&lt;3</title><content type='html'>its been a nice friendship week. took polaroids with keewei and s2 girls. wanted to donate blood but i got rejected cos my vein was too thin to poke. got a sunflower from keewei today (: it was nice and big, made my day. haha. but it kinda wilted by the afternoon cos there was not enough water. going to msia tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy v day (:&lt;br /&gt;happy cny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-5322157237032301139?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/5322157237032301139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=5322157237032301139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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(yay i love hayeeeatoii!), xcty, trngs, tests, etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;school activities have been rather physically demanding on some weeks esp and i just thank God that im still surviving. heh. everything's moving so fast, workload piles up, expectations of everything. and insufficient sleep doesnt help anything at all, my moods are like up and down, though im trying to keep it up if not everything will seem so dreary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i have a problem. i think i know myself well, like my strengths weaknesses and all those stuff, but sometimes i really wonder if i do. so many times i've just been at such a lost cos i dunno what's going on inside of me. emo kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think melvin and zhenjie have passed their germs to me. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing ling, han, linna, mel, cyn, mari, gen, lala and xin yesterday really cheered me up loads (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-116860510250957549</id><published>2007-01-12T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:39:19.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week 2 of school</title><content type='html'>------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"LET ME EXPLAIN THE problem science has with Jesus Christ."&lt;br /&gt;The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.&lt;br /&gt;"You're a Christian, aren't you, son?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, sir."&lt;br /&gt;"So you believe in God?"&lt;br /&gt;"Absolutely."&lt;br /&gt;"Is God good?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sure! God's good."&lt;br /&gt;"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;"Are you good or evil?"&lt;br /&gt;"The Bible says I'm evil."&lt;br /&gt;The professor grins knowingly.&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh! THE BIBLE!"&lt;br /&gt;He considers for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;"Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help them? Would you try?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes sir, I would."&lt;br /&gt;"So you're good...!"&lt;br /&gt;"I wouldn't say that."&lt;br /&gt;"Why not say that? You would help a sick and maimed person if you could...in fact most of us would if we could....God doesn't."&lt;br /&gt;[No answer]&lt;br /&gt;"He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?"&lt;br /&gt;[No answer]&lt;br /&gt;The elderly man is sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;"No, you can't, can you?"&lt;br /&gt;He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.&lt;br /&gt; "In philosophy, you have to go easy with the new ones. Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?"&lt;br /&gt;"Er... Yes."&lt;br /&gt;"Is Satan good?"&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;"Where does Satan come from?"&lt;br /&gt;The student falters.&lt;br /&gt;"From... God..."&lt;br /&gt;"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he?"&lt;br /&gt;The elderly man runs his bony fingers through his thinning hair and turns to the smirking student audience.&lt;br /&gt; "I think we're going to have a lot of fun this semester, ladies and gentlemen."&lt;br /&gt;He turns back to the Christian.&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, sir."&lt;br /&gt;"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? Did God make everything?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;"Who created evil?"&lt;br /&gt;[No answer]&lt;br /&gt;"Is there sickness in this world? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness. All the terrible things - do they exist in this world? "&lt;br /&gt;The student squirms on his feet.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;"Who created them?"&lt;br /&gt;[No answer]&lt;br /&gt;The professor suddenly shouts at his student, "WHO CREATED THEM? TELL ME, PLEASE!"&lt;br /&gt;The professor closes in for the kill and climbs into the Christian's face.&lt;br /&gt;In a still small voice, he asked, "God created all evil, didn't He, son?"&lt;br /&gt;[No answer]&lt;br /&gt;The student tries to hold the steady, experienced gaze and fails. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace the front of the classroom like an aging panther. The class is mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me," he continues, "How is it that this God is good if He created all evil throughout all time?"&lt;br /&gt;The professor swishes his arms around to encompass the wickedness of the world.&lt;br /&gt;"All the hatred, the brutality, all the pain, all the torture, all the death and ugliness and all the suffering created by this good God is all over the world, isn't it, young man?"&lt;br /&gt;[No answer]&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you see it all over the place? Huh?" Pause. "Don't you?"&lt;br /&gt;The professor leans into the student's face again andwhispers, "Is God good?"&lt;br /&gt;[No answer]&lt;br /&gt;"Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?"&lt;br /&gt;The student's voice betrays him and cracks.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, professor. I do."&lt;br /&gt;The old man shakes his head sadly.&lt;br /&gt;"Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, sir. I've never seen Him."&lt;br /&gt;"Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, sir. I have not."&lt;br /&gt;"Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus... in fact, do you have any sensory perception of your God whatsoever?"&lt;br /&gt;[No answer]&lt;br /&gt;"Answer me, please."&lt;br /&gt;"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."&lt;br /&gt;"You're AFRAID... you haven't?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, sir."&lt;br /&gt;"Yet you still believe in him?"&lt;br /&gt;"...yes..."&lt;br /&gt;"That takes FAITH!"&lt;br /&gt;The professor smiles sagely at the underling.&lt;br /&gt;"According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son? Where is your God now?"&lt;br /&gt;[The student doesn't answer]&lt;br /&gt;"Sit down, please."&lt;br /&gt;The first Christian sits...defeated.Another Christian raises his hand.&lt;br /&gt;"Professor, may I address the class?"&lt;br /&gt;The professor turns and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, yet another Christian in the vanguard! Come, come, young man. Speak some proper wisdom to the gathering."&lt;br /&gt;The Christian looks around the room.&lt;br /&gt;"Some interesting points you are making, sir. Now I've got a question for you. Is there such thing as heat?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," the professor replies. "There's heat."&lt;br /&gt;"Is there such a thing as cold?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, son, there's cold too."&lt;br /&gt;"No, sir, there isn't."&lt;br /&gt;The professor's grin freezes. The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The second Christian continues.&lt;br /&gt;"You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit 273 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold, otherwise we would be able to go colder than -273°C. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."&lt;br /&gt;Silence. A pin drops somewhere in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;"Is there such a thing as darkness, professor?"&lt;br /&gt;"That's a dumb question, son. What is night if it isn't darkness? What are you getting at...?"&lt;br /&gt;"So you say there is such a thing as darkness?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes..."&lt;br /&gt;"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something, it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light... but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, Darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker and give me a jar of it. Can you... give me a jar of darker darkness, professor?"&lt;br /&gt;Despite himself, the professor smiles at the young effrontery before him. This will indeed be a good semester.&lt;br /&gt;"Would you mind telling us what your point is, young man?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with and so your conclusion must be in error...."&lt;br /&gt;The professor goes toxic.&lt;br /&gt;"Flawed...? How dare you...!"&lt;br /&gt;"Sir, may I explain what I mean?"&lt;br /&gt;The class is all ears.&lt;br /&gt;"Explain... ohhhhh, explain..."&lt;br /&gt;The professor makes an admirable effort to regain control. Suddenly he is affability himself. He waves his hand to silence the class, for the student to continue.&lt;br /&gt;"You are working on the premise of duality," the Christian explains. "That for example there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science cannot even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism but has never seen, much less fully understood them. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, merely the absence of it."&lt;br /&gt;The young man holds up a newspaper he takes from the desk of a neighbor who has been reading it.&lt;br /&gt;"Here is one of the most disgusting tabloids this country hosts, professor. Is there such a thing as immorality?"&lt;br /&gt;"Of course there is, now look..."&lt;br /&gt;"Wrong again, sir. You see, immorality is merely the absence of morality. Is there such thing as injustice? No. Injustice is the absence of justice. Is there such a thing as evil?"&lt;br /&gt;The Christian pauses.&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't evil theabsence of good?"&lt;br /&gt;The professor's face has turned an alarming color. He is so angry he is temporarily speechless.&lt;br /&gt;The Christian continues, "If there is evil in the world, professor, and we all agree there is, then God, if He exists, must be accomplishing a work through the agency of evil.1 What is that work God is accomplishing? The Bible tells us it is to see if each one of us will, of our own free will, choose good over evil."&lt;br /&gt;The professor bridles. "As a philosophical scientist, I don't view this matter as having anything to do with any choice; as a realist, I absolutely do not recognize the concept of God or any other theological factor as being part of the world equation because God is not observable."&lt;br /&gt;The Christian replies, "I would have thought that the absence of God's moral code in this world is probably one of the most observable phenomena going, Newspapers make billions of dollars reporting it every week! Tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?"&lt;br /&gt;"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do."&lt;br /&gt;"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"&lt;br /&gt;The professor makes a sucking sound with his teeth and gives his student a silent, stony stare.&lt;br /&gt;"Professor. Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'll overlook your impudence in the light of our philosophical discussion. Now, have you quite finished?" the professor hisses.&lt;br /&gt;"So you don't accept God's moral code to do what is righteous?"&lt;br /&gt;"I believe in what is - that's science!"&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh! SCIENCE!" the student's face splits into a grin.&lt;br /&gt;"Sir, you rightly state that science is the study of observed phenomena. Science too is a premise which is flawed..."&lt;br /&gt;"SCIENCE IS FLAWED..?" the professor splutters.&lt;br /&gt;The class is in uproar. The Christian remains standing until the commotion has subsided.&lt;br /&gt;"To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, may I give you an example of what I mean?"&lt;br /&gt;The professor wisely keeps silent.The Christian looks around the room.&lt;br /&gt;"Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's mind?"&lt;br /&gt;The class breaks out into laughter. The Christian points towards his elderly, crumbling tutor.&lt;br /&gt;"Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's mind... felt the professor's mind, touched or smelt the professor's mind? No one appears to have done so."&lt;br /&gt;The Christian shakes his head sadly.&lt;br /&gt;"It appears no one here has had any sensory perception of the professor's mind whatsoever. Well, according to the rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science, I DECLARE that the professor has no mind."&lt;br /&gt;The class is in chaos.The Christian sits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-from nicholas's blog (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-116860510250957549?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/116860510250957549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=116860510250957549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/116860510250957549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/116860510250957549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2007/01/week-2-of-school.html' title='week 2 of school'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-116761618591537639</id><published>2007-01-01T09:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T09:49:45.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year!</title><content type='html'>oh dear. j1 has passed so fast and come wednesday we'll see the new j1s coming into school and its gonna be quite chaotic. haha. and for us the new j2s we're gonna die! A levels is horrendous. i dont want to sit for it. rahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, mob was really good and praise God cos even though i was still limping a bit, He allowed me to go for the trip and my ankle also got a bit better there (: mob was really an eye opener for me. and though my grandma stays in similar conditions, i never really saw it as living in contentment? yeah, and my grandma obviously has much more than them. aiya i dunno la. the kids at the hostel are always so full of joy and the things of the world never really seems to bother them much. they draw water from the well to bath in, they have no tv and all the games they play are such simple ones like soccer, chapteh, volleyball, etc. and the girls do wonderful embroidery, all the designs are in their heads and they just sew. super cool. the churches around chiangrai are like small compared to what we see in spore but their faith is so so strong and you can see that from the worship they have with a guitar, sometimes none. their numbers are small and some even face opposition from other villagers when they try to build a church but they still persevere and it's so encouraging. they're very hospitable and share even from the little that they have. can see how big their hearts are and how they choose to bless others. auntie nellie is really wow. she's very disciplined and decisive yet very caring and forgiving. and that really reflects to me her own walk with God, in the words she says, her actions and all. it's really like the outside is an overflow of what's on the inside and i thank God for calling her to be a missionary. when we go to the churches with her you can see how all the people welcome her. even the non-christians are just so happy to see her and it shows how much time she's invested into the mien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new moc is almost ready and the kids will be moving in soon. it has taken alot of effort to get the building up and im glad that it's finally done (: i think auntie nellie's life is really one of 'lead me, God, and i will follow'. she has definitely taken up her cross and is following Him always (: she's cool, and of course her creator is cooler (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just pray that God will enable me to be a good witness for Him in school and even as i try to change in certain areas, His strength will shine through my weaknesses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-116761618591537639?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/116761618591537639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=116761618591537639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hahah. but i think the messages were really good and impactful, and to me the focus was like on surrendering to God and responding in a way that's pleasing to Him. outreach was like wow (: alot of friends came down and even though it rained halfway, i still think it was a success cos everyone was in the hall so it kinda added to the atmosphere. the group that i played with won! haha but that's cos of the friends that were invited. they were basketballers. and one was super duper tall. haha. but was fun. night walk brought me so close to home! haha. tempting but i can proudly say i've walked from my house to phs! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! i injured my ankle once again, this time getting off the chia's jeep thing thing. yeah. hurts real bad. pray for a speedy recovery and that God's will be done/revealed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-116596696419664289?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-116476159910565115</id><published>2006-11-29T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T08:53:19.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss mep/strings!</title><content type='html'>one day camp was good (: okay this is a lagged update but heck (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for "a joint affair" last friday at hci to watch my juniors perform. they're really lucky now cos they have a wider repertoire and more opportunities to perform. yeah and its like the only concert i've been to in a long long long long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss strings and playing cello and as an orchestra. its not something that you can just throw aside just cos you're not in it anymore. should setup an alumae orch. then i can play all day long (: my fingers are itching for the touch of metal strings and that smooth fingerboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xin:&lt;/strong&gt;hello ((: long time no see. erm next week tuesday? yeah. or like btw 12-14 dec but that one im not too sure cos i might have other stuff to do then. yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i wanted to upload photos. but oh well. blogger doesnt like me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-116476159910565115?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/116476159910565115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=116476159910565115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/116476159910565115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey mommy (: happy 54th birthday&lt;br /&gt;love you and miss you always &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-116398268541391530?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/116398268541391530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=116398268541391530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/116398268541391530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/116398268541391530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-116331849688182081</id><published>2006-11-12T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:01:36.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy sunday afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. Single, taken or crushing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. Are you happy with your life now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okay la, not really advisable to ask such qns cos i always give generic answers. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. When you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him/her fast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;erm i dont think so?  haha. dunno i think it takes time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. Have you ever been heart broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5. Do you believe that there are some circumstances, where cheating love is acceptable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nope not at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6. Would you take someone back even if he/she cheats on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;probably not, if not im crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7. Have you talked about marriage to someone else before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah randomly but i think i listen more to the person than talk abt it. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8. Do you want children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;9. How many?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmm. 2 or 3? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10.Would you consider adoption?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah. all kids are cute. well most of them la. hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;11. If someone likes you now, what do you think is the best way for him/her to let you know his/her feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;erm through his actions i guess. sometimes being too direct just kills it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;12. Do you enjoy getting into relationships?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what kind of qn is this?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;13. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah, but its probably just like a passing crush or smth. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;14. Do you believe you can change someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;15. If you could get married somewhere, where would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anywhere nice (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;16. Do you give in easily when fighting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;depends on who im fighting with. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;17. Do you have feelings for anyone now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmm that's a tough qn. haha. i dunno la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;18. Do you ever wish that you could have had someone but you messed it up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;19. Have you ever broken a heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;erm. i think so? i dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;20. If one day your best friend falls in love with the guy/girl you are deeply in love with, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, it'll be hard to let go but why force smth which can't be to be? i'd let them go out of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;21. Are you missing anyone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;22. Now you have to ask 5 of your friends to do this survey in their blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyone from hayeeeatoii la. more than 5 but nvm. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw happy birthday lala liang (: owner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's love is just so indescribable. and He's always ready to forgive and accept you again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go tsura! do a good job leading worship for one day camp (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new year is coming. so many things ahead! first and prob last season. its scary. i dont like 3000m. haha. class chalet tmr (: yayness! aiya. i just realised my camera is with daddy. unless he comes back before i leave home. maybe i should go make potato salad. (: unhealthy. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-116331849688182081?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/116331849688182081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=116331849688182081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/116331849688182081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/116331849688182081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/11/rainy-sunday-afternoon.html' title='rainy sunday afternoon'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-116305620594069849</id><published>2006-11-09T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T15:10:05.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to feel</title><content type='html'>is it hard to play an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technicalities and emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practice harder, open your heart wider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infuse yourself, drown out the voices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two become one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-116305620594069849?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-116116979219298606</id><published>2006-10-18T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T19:09:52.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking somewhere far beyond my sight</title><content type='html'>went for an ntu talk today with limin hsiaoen silin huijuan chloe teehao and linus. the ppt was quite boring and redundant but the interaction with the profs were really enlightening. but i dont even know what i want to do. all i do when i go to these talks is just sit there and listen to people ask qns and the replies they receive. haha. i dont know what qns to ask. i dont even know what's gonna happen or what i want to take. i know what interests me but i dont think they have many courses for that in spore. oh well. my future is in God's hands anyway so i'll go where He leads (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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sight'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-116065071104459466</id><published>2006-10-12T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T18:58:31.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>needle and thread</title><content type='html'>ah i dont like it when people think that i have nothing to worry about with regards to results. i mean i understand that from their point of view i shouldnt be worrying but then again i have every right to. results are expected for some, highly unexpected for that one. it came like a big wave crashing down. but then again, i dont seem to do what i say. i keep giving and sometimes even refuse to take in. i dunno la. the whole day was just screwed. thanks for the cards dears, really appreciate it. thanks for trying to make things better. thanks for unconsciously making me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well done bo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-116065071104459466?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/116065071104459466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=116065071104459466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/116065071104459466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/116065071104459466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/10/needle-and-thread.html' title='needle and thread'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-116022161184511164</id><published>2006-10-07T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T19:46:51.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>promos are over (:</title><content type='html'>yay im glad that it is. been so mentally drained and physically deprived of sleep the whole week. glad that its over but somehow dont feel that sense of freedom yet. haha. maybe it takes time to kick in. dunno la. just crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went kite flying yesterday at marina with hsiaoen, limin, youyin, coco and leo. was quite fun i guess, just getting the kite up and sitting down. we were supposed to eat steamboat but the haze was really bad and for the sake of hsiaoen's health we went to j8 instead. ya had thai express. some really hot noodles. and melvin had tuition with that boy so he only came after we sort of finished and in the end he didnt eat. haha. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think something's wrong with me but i just cant figure it out. i feel like spending a whole day walking around by myself like some loner but the haze is so gross. actually i hope they cancel sch. haha. i wish man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the favourite studying spot in sch for me at least, is outside the sc cos its so windy and nice. okay random. oh i cut my hair. feels much lighter now. the auntie thinned it a whole lot. ya then i went to the lib to borrow some books. havent read in a long time. piano was tiring. prob cos i was alr tired. i think im watching a movie next week. and i twisted my ankle again. thank God its not serious but it hurts a bit. i missed a step at j8 last night. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye im weird&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-116022161184511164?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/116022161184511164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=116022161184511164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/116022161184511164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/116022161184511164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/10/promos-are-over.html' title='promos are over (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-115664075653490227</id><published>2006-08-27T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T09:05:56.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been feeling quite tired of late. not enough sleep, not enough spiritual food sometimes. bleah. tmr's the last trng before a 6 week break for the exams. hope i can keep my fitness level up. can't wait to use my spikes. haha. how ironic that i injured my ankle on the day i got it. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing alot of conditioning of late, not as much running. ankle's gotten much better i guess but i bet i still cant do one leg stairs, again. heal the world concert was quite good, the response better than expected. was fun i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-115664075653490227?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/115664075653490227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=115664075653490227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115664075653490227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115664075653490227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/08/been-feeling-quite-tired-of-late.html' title=''/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-115443367277834558</id><published>2006-08-01T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T20:03:17.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something cool (:</title><content type='html'>guess what guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geks accepted Christ on saturday! :D yay! so happy for her. and its kinda cool cos on that day yf was having WP2 and i was praying for her salvation, for God to just break down any barriers and remove any doubts and that she wont wait any more. (: and it happened! hahah. God is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My God, is big&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So strong, so mighty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My God's, is good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's so good to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's nothing my God cannot do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, my legs are aching from pylometrics yesterday. and to think keewei doesnt feel anything. so weird. haha. fartlek on thurs, hope i can complete it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-115443367277834558?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/115443367277834558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=115443367277834558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115443367277834558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115443367277834558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/08/something-cool.html' title='something cool (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-115418517327243580</id><published>2006-07-29T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T22:59:33.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>today we had cool yf, something different for a change. and thank God for breaking down barriers in youths' lives and even just giving them that passion in worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna share some thoughts. renzi shared about this so thought it would be smth interesting. yup. you know how supersitious people choose to believe what others would say abt superstitions? like how fengshui masters say smth and the next minute you see an auntie going to make arrangements for this and that so as to follow what the fengshui guy says and like 'increase' her prosperity, health and what not? yeah. even such a person can convince you to make such changes, but when the gospel is shared and there are so many testimonies about God's mircales and God's goodness people still have doubts. its just smth so ironic i feel. and there's nothing to lose on their part so why not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-115418517327243580?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/115418517327243580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=115418517327243580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115418517327243580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115418517327243580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-115279932814398673</id><published>2006-07-13T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T22:02:08.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its over! (:</title><content type='html'>yay cts are finally over. actually that was like 2 days ago but ya nvm that's not the point. ahaha. ankle's recovering. physio's been added into my training so hopefully that'll speed up recovery. yup. sa track and field has been doing good for nationals so far. all the way! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to yoshi at taka with youyin, hsiaoen, geks, limin, nicole, nicholas and melvin after maths paper. then we had some foodfair food from the basement then melvin and geks left. rest of us went walking around paragon then to heeren. got super high taking neos. was a fun time deco-ing the photos too. hahah. was so tired i slept at 930 that night. even after i woke up was still so tired. rah. i need sleep. now that cts are over there are suddenly so many other things to juggle. like pw, track, studies, church. but God will see me through it all (: yayness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-115279932814398673?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/115279932814398673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=115279932814398673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115279932814398673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115279932814398673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-over.html' title='its over! (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-115209639592400002</id><published>2006-07-05T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:27:44.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im an SN girl once again! (:</title><content type='html'>yayness (: went back to sn after chem paper with cyn and mel. we were so tired on the bus that after a while we just stopped talking and started stoning. like awkward silence cos usually hayeeeatoii people are quite rowdy and always have a lot of things to talk about (like what?). saw zixin and heather and found out strings stuff too. had &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ORANGE BOWL &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ICE TEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. it was back to the old days of miantangjialajiaohenduodouya again. uncle pang has a new hairdo! so cool la like some rocker (okay not really la but ya. haha) and we also realised that it was fried food day (the favouriterestest day of the week!). haha. everything was so cheap compared to jc. what you could spend on a meal in sa could buy you 2-3 meals in sn. oh wow! hahah. yup so of course we had fried food. and we couldnt stop eating! actually we could but then after a while you'll have cravings for ice jelly, muah chee, more fried food, the list goes on! went to "shop" at the bookshop. wanted to buy sand art and do with mel again but ohsosad they no longer sell it. they combined the photocopying shop with the bookshop so now its more spacious. and the photocopying lady's pregnant too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then we sat at the table and stoned again. everytime we saw a teacher walk past we would just talktalktalk like how things were before. the english department is having a "baby boom" as quoted from mari (later on when we went back to find her again). so many pregnant teachers. and mrs yeo has a new catch phrase! we told her we came back in the midst of our commontests and she said "wah! &lt;em&gt;so steady&lt;/em&gt;!" was super funny. and now she has funky specs man. saw mrs goh 3 times today and she was so surprised cos we stayed from 11.40 to 5 plus. hahah. actually quite a few teachers saw us walking around sch a few times and were looking at us weirdly (i wonder why?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to the staff room to find ms fazi. hahah. oh! staff room is now like boarded up along the railings. so stuffy. and the "do not lean over the railing" signs do not make sense anymore. haha. so exciting. then we talktalktalk with fazi. hahah. after that &lt;/span&gt;mari rushed back from ac for orange bowl then we just sat back, stoned a little and continued talking. talked till 5 then went to staff room and walked out with ms fazi. mr imran was having a hard time guessing our names again. seems like he always forgets. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like got so many things to say after not being with hayeeeatoii people for so long and it feels good to be back "home" with familiar surroundings and familiar people. words just cant describe it man. and even in sa i dont get to talk to the hayeeeatoii people alot either. yeah. i miss sn. i miss 4p. i miss the teachers we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of emo content. down to the more serious stuff. haha.&lt;br /&gt;gp: like 90% of my class wrote on qn5. dengdeng! i wonder how im gonna score man. and the compre was so cheem. couldnt understand what i was reading. like reading blindly&lt;br /&gt;chem: was quite okay, not as hard as i expected it to be. should be able to get decent grade (i hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ilovestudying(oh yes i do!) 2 down 2 more to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr will be a happy day. no sch but going down to gombak to support baldwin. and then maybe studying and maybe trng. yup. might see hayeeeatoii people too. yay (: i want to be in sec4 again! it was really a wonderful year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to add on, got this from mel's blog&lt;br /&gt;"anyway, i hitched a ride back with miss fazi later in the day and we were talking about purity in the car and i think what she said was kinda surprising (at least for me). from some other person’s point of view, someone other than a puritan ("-insert biased exclamation that goes along the line of 'purity is the besterestest!'-" :D), i think for the first time i realised the impact we had on others, ie. our teachers who (towards the end) were more than just teachers to us.&lt;br /&gt;Being a new teacher then (purity= her first form class :]), she was still trying to adapt to the system and she said that purity was what really made her feel at home at st nicks. each time she enters our class to teach, she doesn't feel like it's work, but more like meeting up with old friends (HAHA, all that gossiping and whining).&lt;br /&gt;and she said that unlike her form class now, she knew all of us as individuals, like our strengths and weaknesses, our weird habits (WHERE GOT! lala is like that what! OHHHH haha IM KIDDING DONT SQUISH PREASE) and she knew that we were so bonded that she could group us any way she wanted and we’ll still be able to work together, despite being in diffreent cliques.&lt;br /&gt;and also, we had a wonderful team of teachers (mrs khong/mrs ang/mrs yeo :D:D:D) who, i can't remember what ms fazi said but i infer that they all loved us very very much haha, and so during the last part of 2005, during the prayer session for the sec 4 classes, their prayer for us was extremely heartfelt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-115209639592400002?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/115209639592400002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=115209639592400002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115209639592400002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115209639592400002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-sn-girl-once-again.html' title='im an SN girl once again! (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-115175987122141736</id><published>2006-07-01T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T21:17:51.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>common test only what.</title><content type='html'>it looms ahead! like 2-3 more days? im super scared for chem i dunno why. i just am. and gp is like. i dunno how to prepare. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who dunno, i injured my ankle yet again. oh joy. couldnt be bothered to go to the sinseh initially cos the last time i went like not much difference. then yujun recommended the one she went to for her ankle. i just went there today. super long queue. and it wasnt like the usual sinseh treatment. this one kept asking me to relax. then push up and down, twist left and right. another guy came in and asked me to hold on to the top of the table and he pulled my ankle down a few times and there was a crack! then he said okay. oh my goodness so scary can. hahah. like you cant really anticipate what they're gonna do next. then walked down one bus stop to meet daddy and russ. and i twisted it again. was painful can. thank God i didnt fall that hard. but now it feels sore. i think the guy pulled hard man. hope it recovers soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! studying in sn next week. i think. i want to. hahah. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-115175987122141736?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/115175987122141736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=115175987122141736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115175987122141736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115175987122141736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/07/common-test-only-what.html' title='common test only what.'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-115132750279983330</id><published>2006-06-26T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T20:01:47.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-dream.team (:</title><content type='html'>school has started. going back to the vicious cycle of hw, late nights, projects, stuff to do, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to grandma's about 2 weeks back. was good relaxing and stuff. nice food to eat. nice places to see. rebonded my hair, never sat in a salon for so long before, im probably not gonna do it again. got germany from converse. haha&lt;br /&gt;came back like in record time from msia. reached spore at 2pm! like phwoar! haha. super early. wanted to take a photo at tuas with the time on the pic but i forgot! but i managed to go watch swift. yay! haha. it was quite amusing. well one of the races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with siewmin last friday. went to her place to study after slp meeting and then we went to watch she's the man in the evening. hahah. was super funny. good destressing movie. &lt;em&gt;"caterpillars caterpillars! in 20 minutes time you'll all be beautiful butterflies!"&lt;/em&gt; hahah. had a good laugh. we bumped into debbie lee too then i waved to her and siewmin asked "is that your friend?" haha. my goodness la. not like she dunno debbie can. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been snacking endlessly. ITCHY MOUTH. keep eating and eating. tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-115132750279983330?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/115132750279983330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=115132750279983330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115132750279983330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/115132750279983330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/06/dreamteam.html' title='-dream.team (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-114914066723267270</id><published>2006-06-01T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T13:46:19.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>track camp :D</title><content type='html'>had track camp from mon to wed this week. didnt really know what to expect for some parts of it but overall it was a really memorable one (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday:&lt;br /&gt;reported to sch, training started at 8.30 till about 11 then we just slacked ard till lunch and after lunch slacked some more. me and jocelyn held a piano recital at LT1 cos we were too bored. hahah. our audience consisted of like 4 people. keewei, yewwei, jingbao, and yong jian i think. at 2 we went off for rock climbing. the weather was scorching man. super hot. think rock climbing was challenging but quite a new experience for me. however, it's not really my kind of thing. haha. kept getting stuck at the same spot. rah. oh well. think quite a few people got sun-kissed cheeks after and others like gabriel and dingyan got burnt bad. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to our bunks and washed up then had dinner. heart to heart talk with the seniors and ms tan after that. was quite motivating. yup. theguys came and kop-ed quite a number of our tables to their room so that they could sleep on it. haha. slept at like 11 i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 12am to the sounds of happy birthday outside my bunk can. hahah. all i can rmb was the guys were all outside happily singing and after they were done, i was so tired all i said was thank you and i went back to sleep. hahah. yeah. next time i woke up was during wake up call. we were supposed to have gym but then there was some miscom so we ended up doing long run around pp. was quite fun running as a team. haha. had elections for capts till lunch where we had pattaya rice (: haha yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to buy bubble tea with kevin, jocelyn, keewei, yujun and yunlu then came back and did some work before i dozed off for half an hour. haha. then did a bit more and went for afternoon training. super duper hot weather. initially we thought it was going to rain cos we saw rain clouds before lunch but they all went away! yah so we had training under the really hot sun. during dinner, ms tan was asked to say grace and she had like really long pauses in btw her sentences after a while and then long pauses in her sentences itself. i was wondering what she was trying to do then yunlu kept laughing beside me and i just caught the laughter from her. little did i know that ms tan was trying to stall for time cos then she said "and dear God we'd like to thank you for deborah cos its her birthday today" and keewei came walking with a cake and evewas surprising cos i really wasnt expecting that. haha. and all the j1 girls got a bit high after that that we scared ms tan away from our table. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had night games which was kinda inpromptu but fun anyway (: the last part of the game was really gross man. played dog and bone with trays containing flour water sago tictac and red beans. disgusting mixture and we had to put our face in to pick out the red beans. eeks. and later they made it that we had to produce clean red beans from our mouth. yeah. but it was all good fun, even got ms tan to do it but highly reluctantly. almost got ourselves a few laps of the track. haha. ended at 11 then we washed up and hung around the quadrangle. most of the guys went to watch the maid in the ava. not out to scare myself so i didnt. went to the track too to look at the stars later on with keewei dingyan and christian. we talked about stuff till more people came then i went back to the bunks. me and yunlu slept the earliest in our bunk at 1.50am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;breakfast and pack up. then 11 of us headed down to island creamery to indulge in 6 tubs of ice cream (: sheer bliss man. it was so good! ahaha. went back with eric and slept 3 hours in the aft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wondered what it would be like to spend my birthday in camp but my team has made it such a enjoyable and unique one for me. thanks guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilovemyteam :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"pain is joy"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-114914066723267270?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/114914066723267270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>reminiscence</title><content type='html'>yesterday was sn sports day, went back right after sc interview. it was much more exciting than any jc sports day, esp with the cheer leading and the atmosphere. green won champion house and red got last BUT&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reddies are still the champions in my eyes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i just wanna say that you guys have put in a lot of effort but it doesnt have to show through the outcome of sports day cos its a team effort and what's impt is the experience (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with jiaxin to yishun stadium and gym today. it was a weird weird day man. we had random people walking up to us and talking to us. first was this african american footballer who initially siad hi when we jogged past him on the track and later offered us a soccer ball to kick around for fun. then when we left the gym, a malay/indian guy whom we saw in the gym walked past us and said that we should have stayed for at least an hour cos it'll be more productive than the 35 mins we stayed there. went to northpoint to eat at the food court and when we were walking off some chinese guy came over and said that his friend would like my number and if i was okay with that. well of course my ans was no la. my goodness. what an&lt;em&gt; exciting&lt;/em&gt; day. hahah. jiaxin said she's scared to go exercise with me alr cos when she goes with melissa nothing like this ever happens. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;have you ever talked to God above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tell Him that you need a friend to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pray in Jesus' Name believing that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;God answers prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;have you told Him all your cares and woes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;every tiny little fear He knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you can know He'll always hear because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;God will answers prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you can whisper in a crowd to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you can cry when you're alone to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you dont have to pray out loud to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He knows your thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;on a lofty mountain peak He's there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;in a meadow by a stream He's there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anywhere on earth you'll go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He's been there from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find the answer in His word, it's true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll be strong because He walks with you.&lt;br /&gt;By His faithfulness He'll change you too,&lt;br /&gt;God answers prayer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-114631179538970182?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/114631179538970182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=114631179538970182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/114631179538970182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/114631179538970182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/04/reminiscence_29.html' title='reminiscence'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-114394031807633472</id><published>2006-04-02T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T09:11:58.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVA LA LIFE! :D</title><content type='html'>parade's tmr! and im quite excited (: even tho we still havent got everything together, i believe it'll all turn out fine after today's practice cos we can do all things through Christ who strengthens us. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now i dunno what to blog about. haha. a lot of things have happened in the past month since i last updated my blog. 800m was bleah. haha. got a lot of training to do man. i will train hard! still got 1500m to prepare now. edwin has joined my cell too. cg time was quite amusing yesterday. haha a lot of rubbish but yet i thank God cos im sure they brought something away with them since they raised questions too. yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-114394031807633472?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/114394031807633472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=114394031807633472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/114394031807633472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/114394031807633472'/><link rel='alternate' 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the sinseh. heh. but i gotta do lots of strengthening exercises cos it's super weak on its own. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still thinking about my cca and whether i should go on with it but i think i'll leave the decision up to God. yup. yesterday was a good day and im really so sure that God was present in the 2nd half of the day esp. He's so wonderful its hard to imagine life without Him (: crapped ard in ljs today with glor cheryl rah. we were making weird chattering noises cos we were so cold sitting under the air con. i dont even know why we didnt move to another place. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-114095592254878557?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/114095592254878557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=114095592254878557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/114095592254878557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/114095592254878557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-everybody.html' title='hello everybody (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-113962047765730573</id><published>2006-02-11T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T09:14:37.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results are out! (:</title><content type='html'>o level results came out yesterday and i just wanna give the glory and thanks to God cos He has blessed so richly (: and He gave me so much peace and confidence even when i took the paper from ms fazi. i was highly unemotional. hahah. yeah and the school happily blackmailed us into helping them sell 50 bucks worth of fiesta coupons in exchange for our results. so smart la. rahh. hmmm i think im staying in sa cos i really like the environment there and i dont really fancy going to a school so far from my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my arms have ballooned! not cos i eat and grow fat (not that i dont but i exercise it off!), but cos of one circuit training. ONE. i got big muscles now and its really gross i dunno what to do with it! yucks! and the left is bigger than the right. how nice. my elbow feels obstructed and my arms feel less flexible. gross gross gross. going to visit chrystal today (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-113962047765730573?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/113962047765730573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=113962047765730573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113962047765730573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113962047765730573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/02/results-are-out.html' title='results are out! (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-113867149781155265</id><published>2006-01-31T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T09:38:17.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy cny!</title><content type='html'>for once in a long while, cny is spent in singapore. hahah. maybe not very long just that it comes only once a year so seems very long? haha. i dunno. anyway apo, uncle victor, auntie ai and rosina came over. auntie ai and rosina just left this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been eating a lot and slacking all day. sit ard and grow fat. no exercise somemore. haha. my ankle doesnt seem to be getting better so im getting quite irritated. its taking so long to heal! exco mtgs have been quite frequent over the past week but its been mighty fun hanging out with them, all the rubbish that happens. haha. did stunts on sat too. fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow cny here is not as exciting as in msia with all the extended family. heh. oh well. hope we go out today, sick of staying at home doing nothing. its either the com or tv which is not very good. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;run &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-113867149781155265?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/113867149781155265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=113867149781155265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113867149781155265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113867149781155265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-cny.html' title='happy cny!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-113793365698669125</id><published>2006-01-22T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T21:02:49.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of week 3!  :D</title><content type='html'>it's been 3 wonderful weeks in sa and God's been good (: seriously, He's working in ways that are truly amazing that it's not possible for it to just happen coincidentally. He's blessed me with great new friends and showed me cool stuffs during some qts with Him. God's so real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did this spiritual gifts assessment thing yesterday during yf. some of the results were interesting, esp those from my cg members. yup. i dont have leadership la. hahah. and oh my goodness my cg eats like alot alot alot of food okay. haha. shukun came in with food from vineyard retreat and the guys just walloped so much of the food. shocking! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm wondering how i can get discernment. been thinking about it, esp since yesterday. been praying about it for some time alr. shall Pray Until Something Happens. yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is geri's birthday, we went to yuki yaki for lunch. i've never eaten so much food la. hahah except for maybe at seoul garden. we fried ice cream. was quite cool. heh. then went to zara and got stranded there cos it was raining like crap. mad weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sermon was really good today. was about how we shouldnt love the world, not literally the world but the way of thinking and living that fails to acknowledge God as central. its the system of living without God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many a times people just follow society, the things it does and all that goes on in it and they dont realise that they are being changed and transformed. they hang on to materialistic things which will not last till the end and dont go for the eternal. our minds become perverted by the views of others and clouds our vision to see things from a clearer perspective. but God continually reminds us in his word that we should not love the world cos not only will we respond to him in a way that pleases him, it'll also draw us further and further from the truth. all these things come from the devil who's out to deceive us and draw us away from God. when we love the world, we cant love God and we no longer have God's love in us. like pastor celeste said, love for the world and love for God are mutually exclusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, God has given every believer the Holy Spirit which dwells in us and guides us. when we stand firm in God's word, even satan has no control nor way to separate us from the love of God. &lt;strong&gt;do not conform any longer to the pattern of this wold, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. then you'll be able to test and approve what God's will is - his good, pleasing and perfect will. (romans 12:2)&lt;/strong&gt; yup so seek what lasts eternally, dont be shortchanged with things that perish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-113793365698669125?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/113793365698669125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=113793365698669125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113793365698669125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113793365698669125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/01/end-of-week-3-d.html' title='end of week 3!  :D'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-113681055018838409</id><published>2006-01-09T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T20:42:30.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chichiwawa chichiwawa SA SA! :D</title><content type='html'>yay! first week of school wasnt too bad. got to know alot of new people from other schools. thought the first day was rather quiet and unenthu but things slowly lightened up. now we are quite comfortable with one another, and like have sort of our own cliques in og 15, but we still talk to everyone. haha. and my og's quite sexist. the guys always/most of the time talk to guys and same for the girls. haha. oh well. i still think we rock! and of course,&lt;strong&gt; well done to og 15 cos we got the best skit! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a really nice ogl. his name's arun. he's quite amusing in his own way but he's really encouraging. yup. sa's quite a nice place, esp since its new and the christian environment is really cool, thank God for that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna try for track and see if i can get in. haha. not like i can run very well but the team's new so no harm trying. if not it'll be netball or touch rugby. yup. sports are fun (: hahah. too bad sa no strings but im not intending to set up so oh well. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lectures started today. i feel so slack in school la. haha. but i think i'll shall learn to treasure it cos it'll never come again. new friends new friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-113681055018838409?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/113681055018838409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=113681055018838409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113681055018838409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113681055018838409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2006/01/chichiwawa-chichiwawa-sa-sa-d.html' title='chichiwawa chichiwawa SA SA! :D'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-113576502718788233</id><published>2005-12-28T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T18:17:07.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home sweet home (:</title><content type='html'>yay! back home again. update update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt do much. went walking around town and watched tv. in the evening some carollers from grandma's church came over. me and kat saw this guy with really thick eyelashes, almost thought he was wearing makeup la. hahah. oh yeah. we went back to the old house to go look see. it was really weird cos now its rented out to this restaurant and they did a bit of revamping and to walk through and think that we used to stay there is really weird. hahah. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas day! a very cold one in fact. we went to church for service, then had lunch at the back. went back home and watched vcds. i think we watched chicken little. i still like fish (: hahah. went to uncle ping's house for bbq dinner. had fun cooking food on the grill. the chicken and beef and prawns were really really good, esp the beef. so tasty and tender. yummy (: watched love actually on cable. its a sweet show. stayed till about 11 plus and daddy and uncle vic made auntie yen and auntie serena send us back. they stayed to drink with uncle ping and uncle guanglai till dunno what time. and apo called auntie yen to remind them to come home. haha. kat said she heard her dad muttering stuff to himself when they came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to cut and wash my hair with jie kat and auntie serena. my hair was nice and neat after (: not anymore. hahah. its poofy and starting to curl at the ends. played mahjong with jie kat and auntie serena from nine plus i think till about 12.30am? haha. it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up early to send uncle vic and fam off. took a photo with apo. went back to sleep and woke up at 10. had the nice black sauce noodles (: something we never get now that apo stays at wisma tenang. went to visit grandpa and great grandma and granduncle. then we dropped by the big bookshop in town to pick up some stuff. in the evening, went to the beach for some sea breeze, later to buy keropok lekor. smelled so good (: haha. fresh and yummy. played more mahjong but only till 10 plus. finished ***'s present before i went to bed. i felt a sense of accomplishment. hahah. it looks nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trip home. princess didnt sit in front cos me and jie protested. he sat the whole way to kt so he wasnt allowed back. sat in the centre at the back. so uncomfortable. bleah. bum hurts. stopped at haipeng kopi for breakfast. skipped lunch, swopped places with jie after toilet break and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup okay. end of update (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-113576502718788233?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/113576502718788233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=113576502718788233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113576502718788233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113576502718788233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-113542919812014591</id><published>2005-12-24T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T20:59:58.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in msia (:</title><content type='html'>hello world! (: at the internet cafe now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached really early this time round. record time at 3.20! but that's cos we had to wake up at like 4.50 to avoid the jam and all. bleah. was so tired. anyway, been eating and slacking like most of the day. haha. tmr's christmas so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHRISTMAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yay! celebrate the birth of THE KING (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-113542919812014591?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/113542919812014591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=113542919812014591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113542919812014591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113542919812014591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/12/in-msia.html' title='in msia (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-113516634273385115</id><published>2005-12-21T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T19:59:02.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout! (:</title><content type='html'>yay! nice gumball machine. so colourful and bright. i love colours (: hahah. sarah! quickly get back from US. we need to talk (even tho we are, through email. heh). but still have to wait till i get back. strings playing on fri and i cant go! boo. still owe juniors their presents. hehe. so long alr. i still have 5 more to make. all the way debbie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a happy girl (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-113516634273385115?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/113516634273385115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=113516634273385115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113516634273385115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113516634273385115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-layout.html' title='new layout! 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(:</title><content type='html'>i have abandoned my blog for such a long time. heh. oopsies. quite a lot of things have happened since then but im too lazy to type out everything la. haha. uhh. actually i dunno what to write now. oh yeah we sang a new song at yf on sat. its really nice. i like it a lot, very meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;testify to love -avalon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the colors of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;All of voices of the wind&lt;br /&gt;Every dream that reaches out&lt;br /&gt;That reaches out to find where love begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every word of every story&lt;br /&gt;Every star in every sky&lt;br /&gt;Every corner of creation lives to testify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For as long as I shall live&lt;br /&gt;I will testify to love&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a witness in the silences when words are not enough&lt;br /&gt;With every breath I take&lt;br /&gt;I will give thanks to God above&lt;br /&gt;For as long as I shall live I will testify to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the mountains to the valleys&lt;br /&gt;From the rivers to the sea&lt;br /&gt;Every hand that reaches out&lt;br /&gt;Every hand that reaches out to offer peace&lt;br /&gt;Every simple act of mercy&lt;br /&gt;Every step to kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;All the Hope in every heart will speak what love has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For as long as I shall live&lt;br /&gt;I will testify to love&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a witness in the silences when words are not enough&lt;br /&gt;With every breath I take&lt;br /&gt;I will give thanks to God above&lt;br /&gt;For as long as I shall live I will testify to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay nice song nice song. haha. im bruised from paintball. its not my game. haha. i cant shoot for nuts la. goodness. okay. but it was a fun experience. and i found out that lxg is a boring show. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-113431106186109738?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/113431106186109738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=113431106186109738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113431106186109738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113431106186109738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/12/update-update.html' title='update update! (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-113119055621277097</id><published>2005-11-05T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T19:35:56.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the importance of prayer</title><content type='html'>believe in what you ask for and it will be given unto you (: God chooses to work through our prayers although He can do anything He wants whenever He wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i should be here but i am so oh well. heh. hcl paper was stupid. but its over! no more chinese! yay (: mep harmony was okay. easy and do-able so i think should be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah. had diarrhoea yesterday morning at 4am. so horrible and painful. when i came to school, thought it'd be alright. and it was till an hour before the paper, after lunch. and this time it was worse. but thank God that it didnt affect me during the paper at all (: yup. got 5 papers this coming week. seriously i dont feel very stressed somehow. heh. i dunno la. maybe its just my so-so nature. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-113119055621277097?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/113119055621277097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=113119055621277097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113119055621277097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113119055621277097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/11/importance-of-prayer.html' title='the importance of prayer'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-113023760561337840</id><published>2005-10-25T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T18:53:25.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the o's have started!</title><content type='html'>today was the chem prac day! and it was so easy! thank God for that. who knows i might have burnt my fingers like during prelims. haha. but anyway im glad it was okay. yesterday had cello prac and it was okay. think bach was really good but tarentella got some slips. oh well its over. tmr got piano prac and thurs got physics. pray hard that i wont bing bang bong my beethoven tmr. it has happened so many times alr! yup. time passes so fast and soon it'll be chinese! oh no oh no. need to study. really hope i pass it cos i dont want to touch it in jc. lalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-113023760561337840?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/113023760561337840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=113023760561337840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/113023760561337840'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let him hold you tight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you can smile &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every smile for the man &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who held your hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Neath the pale moonlight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But don't forget who's taking you home &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in whose arms you're gonna be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So darling, save the last dance for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That the music's fine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like sparkling wine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go and have your fun &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laugh and sing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But while we're apart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't give your heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To anyone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And don't forget who's taking you home &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in whose arms you're gonna be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So darling, save the last dance for me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't you know I love you so &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't you feel it when we touch I will never, never let you go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, oh so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can dance &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go and carry on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till the night is gone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's time to go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If he asks If you're all alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can he walk you home &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You must tell him no &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause don't forget who's taking you home &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in whose arms you're gonna be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Save the last dance for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That the music's fine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like sparkling wine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go and have your fun &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laugh and sing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But while we're apart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't give your heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To anyone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And don't forget who's taking you home &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in whose arms you're gonna be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So darling, save the last dance for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So don't forget who's taking you home &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or in who's arms you're gonna be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So darling save the last dance for me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh baby, won't you save the last dance for me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ooh, you make a promise &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you'll save the last dance for me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Save the last dance &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The very last dance For me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this song alot. haha. everytime i hear it on the radio i'll start swaying from left to right. its addictive. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's getting very boring. i really cant wait for o's to be over. like one month and 8 days more! then i can go tanning with mel, go shopping for prom stuff with marilyn (maggie) and melissa (also maggie). haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-112911731595559542?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/112911731595559542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=112911731595559542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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already! yay! life's been quite weird. whole study study study. so lifeless. then not enough sleep, too much mao and differentiation and industrial devt and macromolecules and expt and kingshaw, keep getting high. endless whole hearted laughter. julian hee look-alike and banana ox. hahah. doing "situps" all day. im gonna get abs. fu ji. hahah. got a stalker, been studying at the lib. went out with sarah today to town. had a great time talking about stuff. havent talked for so long. think we saw yaxin. was a good time. bought studs again. heh. gen and ling and han and lala came over to study during the hols, sleepovers. prata breakfast where i knocked my head and killed many braincells. my nose went haywire yesterday. was crazy, i felt so sick. bleah. thank God im much better now. i really dunno what to say about prelims other than it's in God's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is such an unorganised entry. who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jc?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-112687707654005614?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/112687707654005614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=112687707654005614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/112687707654005614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/112687707654005614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/09/mid-prelim-madness.html' title='mid prelim madness'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-112350947705799337</id><published>2005-08-08T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:57:57.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fop!</title><content type='html'>it was great! a little weird cos it was in the style of city harvest church service since they oragnised it but i guess it was still okay (: could feel the Holy Spirit moving when it first started and then after a while the feeling just disappeared. but i think God was showing me why i've been feeling this spiritual low, other than the fact that i'm physically and mentally drained, its cos i needed reassurance that He is here with me and that He knows what im going through. it was truly comforting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-112350947705799337?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/112350947705799337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=112350947705799337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/112350947705799337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/112350947705799337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/08/fop.html' title='fop!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-112281296925147956</id><published>2005-07-31T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:56:22.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm an oldies girl, like gen (: but we are not old</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;change the world -eric clapton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could reach the stars, I'd pull one down for you&lt;br /&gt;Shine it on my heart, so you could see the truth&lt;br /&gt;That this love I have inside, is everything it seems&lt;br /&gt;But for now I find, it's only in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I can change the world&lt;br /&gt;I would be the sunlight in your universe&lt;br /&gt;You would think my love was really something good&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I could, change the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be king, even for a day&lt;br /&gt;I'd take you as my queen, I'd have it no other way&lt;br /&gt;And our love would rule, this kingdom we have made&lt;br /&gt;Till then I'll be a fool, wishin' for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I can change the world,&lt;br /&gt;I would be the sunlight in your universe.&lt;br /&gt;You would think my love was really something good,&lt;br /&gt;Baby if I could change the world.&lt;br /&gt;Baby if I could change the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could change the world,&lt;br /&gt;I would be the sunlight in your universe.&lt;br /&gt;You would think my love was really something good,&lt;br /&gt;Baby if I could change the world.&lt;br /&gt;Baby if I could change the world.&lt;br /&gt;Baby if I could change the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o level takers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like to encourage you guys with something i read. dunno about you guys but i'm starting to feel quite some amt of stress from school tests and mocks, and upcoming prelims which for me and sarah start in a month. over the weekend i felt that i wasn't making good use of my time, worrying over how i was gonna finish studying everything in a month and how well i'll end up doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's our source of hope in times of trouble and need. guess that trouble and need for us is the o's and prelims. but&lt;br /&gt;"because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail." lamentations 3:22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be assured that God will help us all through this stressful period. He will be the source of hope, the ray of light that shines through the darkness and guides our path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's devotion was about the grace of God and how God gives it so freely to help us. the person who wrote this devotion said :" God gives enough grace for each trial that we face." and a poem by anonymous:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each day God sends His loving aid&lt;br /&gt;to strengthen you and me;&lt;br /&gt;we need to use today's supply&lt;br /&gt;and let tomorrow be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime you think about how little time you have left to study or how much more you have to cram, just remember that God is always there for us and He's standing right beside you to egg you on and support you lest you fall.&lt;br /&gt;put God in the centre and everyhing will come together (:&lt;br /&gt;God bless and jia you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-112281296925147956?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/112281296925147956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=112281296925147956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/112281296925147956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/112281296925147956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-oldies-girl-like-gen-but-we-are-not.html' title='i&apos;m an oldies girl, like gen (: but we are not old'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-112195684299052809</id><published>2005-07-21T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T22:40:43.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the hk trip was so fun! and too short. the whole trip was practically shopping, eating, performing, practicing, and ocean park. haha. the esprit stuff there are like cheap and their sneakers too. playing the cultural centre was cool but their sch people were so dead. like there was no exciting atmosphere and all. they should come to s'pore and see our sch concerts. they probably are next year, or maybe we'll go over again. heh. oh and their pupils are super pro can. sit beside them and play very demoralising. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some off them are quite friendly la. and their conductor seems really nice and funny. coincidentally, he's also mr chan. haha. ymca was a nice hotel. and the shops ard it were cool. the dim sum place was nice too but 2 days in a row is not really nice. haha. the cultural centre was like 5 -10 mins walk away from the hotel. super near. though i played in the mep concert but i guess this is smth new in a sense that there was the choirs. and i really liked the finale item, esp 'for the beauty of the earth'. its a nice piece. and with the choir singing its super nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got high that night when zixin, mo, qian, debbie, sarah, shinq, na came over to our (me and tessa) room. cos they came up with this ymca idol thing and zixin was in all three la. she was super hilarious. and na was in one item with her. laughed till we cried la. its really retarded. there was one eskimo rap thing that zixin did with a hooded jacket and shades:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm an eskimo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the polar bears are cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm not heather mo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont like jana loh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so what, fatso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then she and na did this fruits thing with the complimentary fruits they provided in the hotel room:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na: this is an apple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is not very purple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it does not taste like snapple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-nods. apple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;zixin: this is an orange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its color is orange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it looks so orange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-nods. orange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na: this is an apple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its color is very subtle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it reminds me of a shuttle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-nods. apple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;zixin: this is an orange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was grown on a range&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the range was not very strange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-nods. orange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na &amp; zixin: these are fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they do not have roots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you dont eat them you are toots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-nods. fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was so funny please. and zixin did an imitation of the ice princess which we watched on the flight to hk. goodness la. couldnt stop laughing. so sad its the last time performing with s.o.! i think this is the besterestest year in s.o. ever (:  i love my cca and my juniors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today during night study there was this bat stuck in the canteen and it was flying everywhere. me han mel gen and ling were super scared la. our heads were practically stuck to the canteen tables cos the bat kept swooping down. and then we heard a piak sound and they saw the bat drop on to the ground. it got hit by the fan. and it was bleeding and flopping ard the floor. so sad la. then uncle pang took a mop and picked it up and dropped it over the canteen into the track there. so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then talked to sixiu and gen about stuff and me and sixiu were like explaining some stuff that happens in christian churches to gen and we were talking about the rapture and all. and its said that our generation will live to see the second coming of Christ (i'll ask dave about it) and those who dont know Christ will go to hell and it really reminded me that we need to be bold and share the gospel and that image of my friends burning in the lake of fire in hell is just too much for me to bear. its really sad and made me feel so bad that im being so scared to share and all. rahh. im not trying to force anyone to believe but God's so real and He's the only way to heaven, the only way you can be saved. its like if you found a secret to longeivity  you would share that secret right? so that others can live forever too and be happy and all. God's that secret!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-112195684299052809?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/112195684299052809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=112195684299052809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/112195684299052809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/112195684299052809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/07/hk-trip-was-so-fun-and-too-short.html' title=''/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-112126500018584979</id><published>2005-07-13T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T22:30:00.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good all the time; all the time God is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6595/322/1600/gospel%20drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6595/322/320/gospel%20drawing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the beginning God created man and everyone was happy (: everything was perfect. but since God created man with freewill, man sinned and fell short of the glory of God. man tried to do good stuff like donating to charities or going to church so as to try to reach God's perfect standard but nothing worked. then God sent His one and only Son down to earth to become human like us, that whoever believed in Him will not perish but have eternal life. Jesus was human but He lived a prefect life. man's sin was/is/will be forgiven when Jesus died on the cross. He created for us a way back to heaven so we can spend eternity with God and not have to burn and suffer in the lakes of fire in hell. will you choose to believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even now like all the sec 4s are starting to go into mugging mode and everyone's tired and all, we should still give thanks to God for everything. like paul and silas when they were imprisoned after being flogged, they still sang hymns and praised God in their not-so-good circumstances and God brought down the walls of the prison they were in and set them free after.  God's good (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOP is coming! and hk is nearer now. heheh. ahh! so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-112126500018584979?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/112126500018584979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=112126500018584979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/112126500018584979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/112126500018584979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/07/god-is-good-all-time-all-time-god-is.html' title='God is good all the time; all the time God is good'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-112073311975231881</id><published>2005-07-07T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T18:45:19.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gimme a break please!</title><content type='html'>im so sick of school, all the tests and hw. im glad i'll be in hong kong in about a week's time (: yay! haha. had a good chat with abby and gen today while studying with them and ling. we were talking about catholics and christians and stuff lah. and i think it was quite good cos it showed me a different side of catholics, new things that i never knew and it really showed me that sometimes these differences dont really matter cos in the end we all still believe and love God. think abby and gen are going for hillsongs too (: yay. anyone interested? its from the 5th-7th of aug at night. i think its at the indoor stadium. yup. its free so do come if you can (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to slack away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;obviously not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-112073311975231881?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/112073311975231881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=112073311975231881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/112073311975231881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/112073311975231881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/07/gimme-break-please.html' title='gimme a break please!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111962065307312640</id><published>2005-06-24T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T21:44:13.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit touch Your church</title><content type='html'>Lord we need Your grace and mercy&lt;br /&gt;We need to pray like never  before&lt;br /&gt;We need the power of Your Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;To open heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit touch Your church&lt;br /&gt;Stir the hearts of men&lt;br /&gt;Revive us Lord&lt;br /&gt;With Your passion once again&lt;br /&gt;I want to care for others&lt;br /&gt;Like Jesus cares for me&lt;br /&gt;Let Your rain fall on me&lt;br /&gt;Let Your rain fall on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we humbly come before You&lt;br /&gt;We don't deserve of You what we ask&lt;br /&gt;But we yearn to see Your glory&lt;br /&gt;Restore this dying land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit touch Your church&lt;br /&gt;Stir the hearts of men&lt;br /&gt;Revive us Lord&lt;br /&gt;With Your passion once again&lt;br /&gt;I want to care for others&lt;br /&gt;Like Jesus cares for me&lt;br /&gt;Let Your rain fall on me&lt;br /&gt;Let Your rain fall on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church camp was great! though i didnt really feel God talk to me but i learnt something else impt. that what you do for Him, He recognises, and no one else needs to know cos it's for His glory and not your own. God's been good (: today He held the rain for me. was crazy la. like when i left house on the way to the mrt it was quite dark and i was praying that He'll hold the rain till i reached school. and while waiting for 76, it rained and i prayed that it'll stop so i can walk in and not get stranded at macs or smth. and He stopped it right when i reached the bus stop outside macs! God's great i tell you (: He rocks! baptism's on sunday, im excited (: yay! it's just wonderful to be a child of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111962065307312640?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111962065307312640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111962065307312640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111962065307312640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111962065307312640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/06/spirit-touch-your-church.html' title='Spirit touch Your church'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111873615637428865</id><published>2005-06-14T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T16:02:36.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;rockapella - for the longest time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you said goodbye to me tonight&lt;br /&gt;there would still be music left to write&lt;br /&gt;what else could I do&lt;br /&gt;I'm so inspired by you&lt;br /&gt;that hasn't happened for the longest time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once I thought my innocence was gone&lt;br /&gt;now I know that happiness goes on&lt;br /&gt;that's where you found me&lt;br /&gt;when you put your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been there for the longest time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ooo ooo ooo ooo for the longest time&lt;br /&gt;ooo ooo ooo for the longest... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm that voice you're hearing in the hall&lt;br /&gt;and the greatest miracle of all&lt;br /&gt;is how I need you&lt;br /&gt;and how you needed me too&lt;br /&gt;that hasn't happened for the longest time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe this won't last very long&lt;br /&gt;but you feel so right&lt;br /&gt;and I could be wrong&lt;br /&gt;maybe I've been hoping too hard&lt;br /&gt;I've gone this far&lt;br /&gt;and it's more than I hoped for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows how much further we'll go on&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'll be sorry when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;I'll take my chances&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how nice romance is&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been there for the longest time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had second thoughts at the start&lt;br /&gt;I said to myself&lt;br /&gt;hold on to your heart&lt;br /&gt;now I know the woman that you are&lt;br /&gt;you're wonderful so far&lt;br /&gt;and it's more than I hoped for &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't care what concequence it brings&lt;br /&gt;I have been a fool for lesser things&lt;br /&gt;I want you so bad&lt;br /&gt;I think you ought to know that&lt;br /&gt;I intend to hold you for the longest time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ooo ooo ooo ooo for the longest time&lt;br /&gt;ooo ooo ooo for the longest time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this song is nice (: heard it on the way to string camp. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CARROTS ON A STRING! '05   is the besterestest camp (: it was really fun and memorable. great job sec 3s and congrats to the new comm, headed by yeu shinq! yay! haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111873615637428865?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111873615637428865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111873615637428865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111873615637428865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111873615637428865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/06/rockapella-for-longest-timeif-you-said.html' title=''/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111840268450798389</id><published>2005-06-10T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T19:25:01.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my poor shoes!</title><content type='html'>i left them on 28 :( boo! im gonna cry. i miss them alr. hope the lost and found people call me back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. i watched mr and mrs smith with christina, sarah and joel today. its nice (: action packed and quite funny. hahah. and im having a tummyache now. okay bye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111840268450798389?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111840268450798389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111840268450798389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111840268450798389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111840268450798389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-poor-shoes.html' title='my poor shoes!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111806147049308511</id><published>2005-06-06T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T20:37:50.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a school-less day spent in school</title><content type='html'>its not the first anyway. haha. studied with cyn and ling and later geri, in school today. did amaths integration. doesnt really seem like i completed a lot but at least its better than nothing. gonna do somemore tonight and tmr morning before shopping. oh yes! hahah. the test wasnt that hard but a lot of careless mistakes here and there. oh well. the hocker/trackey is back from china alr. silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;things that happened recently&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i got another earhole&lt;br /&gt;-i went to sentosa and got a tan (and i think i'm gonna peel. my skin feels weird. haha)&lt;br /&gt;-i screwed up mep prac and i think i have to play at a masterclass (which i dont want to)&lt;br /&gt;-uhh i dunno what else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. i need to practice my instruments more! and study! and i think i'm not being very good with my time. darn. back to work (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111806147049308511?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111806147049308511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111806147049308511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111806147049308511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111806147049308511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/06/school-less-day-spent-in-school.html' title='a school-less day spent in school'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111754787516496111</id><published>2005-05-31T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:08:53.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice pooh stickers (:</title><content type='html'>havent blogged for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with xin, mel and lala yesterday. and later ling. we had subway for lunch. it was my first time. hahah. but it was nice. and very filling. wanted to watch madagascar but the 3.45 show was sold out and the 5.30 show was too late cos i had piano. but nvm had fun walking around cine and heeren. and i bought a pair of earrings with mel and lala (for when she pierces her ears) and the free one for xin's sister. haha. got a packet of nice cute baby pooh stickers. nice nice (: i feel like piercing another hole. but that can wait. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the gifts and wishes and cards people (: i dont feel older. that's good isnt it? hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111754787516496111?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111754787516496111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111754787516496111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111754787516496111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111754787516496111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/05/nice-pooh-stickers.html' title='nice pooh stickers (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111651051579215871</id><published>2005-05-19T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T21:58:51.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prata outing!</title><content type='html'>first prata outing of the year! hahas. was supposed to be a hayeeeatoii outing but only me, xin, lou, mel and gen went/could go. oh wells. we still had loads of fun anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather was so nice to sleep in during class time again. but i didnt fall asleep tho i was really tired and kept resting my head on the table. hahah. after school studied with geri, lou and mel till joel came then we practiced for mep then i went for prata with oeeei (including me). actually i thought i had alot of things to blog about but i realised that actually i dont have much to say. haha. i had one plain prata and shared a chicken murtabak with xin. walked back in the drizzle. and now im sleepy. how to study chinese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh surprise surprise (tomorrow!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111651051579215871?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111651051579215871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111651051579215871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111651051579215871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111651051579215871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/05/prata-outing.html' title='prata outing!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111603026287371997</id><published>2005-05-14T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T21:53:05.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant walk properly now</title><content type='html'>thanks to my stupid rashes. i got it while i was sleeping and this time i really scratched it till the skin's all raw. now it hurts like crap. rahh. like throughout the whole week i kept getting rashes but those werent so bad as this one. i think i need to go get some steroid cream to stop it. this is bad. its like one of the worse bouts of rashes for a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at like almost one last night trying to finish my maths hw. managed to do the tbk one but the tys one is like. goodness. i couldnt even do one qn. as in i know what to do but the answers were wrong. so i just gave up. went to eat cereal and went to bed. haha. it's gonna rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaxin! i found the lyrics to all four ads of the cadbury thing but i've only seen like 2 or 3 on tv. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if the world were Cadbury?&lt;br /&gt;You could surf inside a chocolate tube&lt;br /&gt;Ride your board across the wave forever&lt;br /&gt;Get wiped out and never get a bruise&lt;br /&gt;And if a shark came up and tried to bite you&lt;br /&gt;You could say 'I'm chocolate - I invite you'&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if the world were Cadbury?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate roads and trees and birds and bees&lt;br /&gt;Delivering all kinds of letters daily,&lt;br /&gt;Every kind of purple parcel too.&lt;br /&gt;And if the dog did try and grab a mouthful,&lt;br /&gt;You could bite him back he'd taste delightful!&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if the world were Cadbury?&lt;br /&gt;You could be a soccer super star.&lt;br /&gt;The referee would blow his chocolate whistle,&lt;br /&gt;A shot a goal would even break the bar.&lt;br /&gt;And if you scored the winner&lt;br /&gt;You could have the cup for your dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if the world were Cadbury?&lt;br /&gt;Riding in the car would be a tasty treat.&lt;br /&gt;Changing gears would soon become a problem&lt;br /&gt;Cadbury dairy milk is so good to eat&lt;br /&gt;When you arrive at your destination,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be greeted with an exclamation!&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be nice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh nice chocolate ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had worship training after yf today. tho it was only me, amy tan, amy teo, christina, jessica and matthew, it was really fun. and matthew can be really amusing tho he's not really doing anything. his reactions to stuff are really weird. me and christina couldnt stop laughing and we were like rolling on the floor cos our sides ached too much. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practiced with joel as well. was quite horrible. at least on my bit. my hands were all clammy and i didnt play properly. disgusted by my own playing. oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111603026287371997?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111603026287371997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111603026287371997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111603026287371997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111603026287371997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-cant-walk-properly-now.html' title='i cant walk properly now'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111590128481960666</id><published>2005-05-12T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T20:36:31.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wouldnt it be nice if the world was cadbury (:</title><content type='html'>i like the adverts! and the song's quite amusing. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was kampong day. haha. traditional games for pe again. and we had to spin the silly top and we played chapteh after that. it was super hilarious. i laughed till my sides ached. me jiaxin xinyi and melissa played the group chapteh. either me or melissa will start the chapteh. and then we'll kick it to the person opposite us. which for me is her and for her is me. and then one of us will kick it to xinyi who will miss the chapteh and it'll drop on the floor. and we kept doing that unconsciously and we irritated jiaxin and she suddenly shouted "eh can you all stop doing that triangle thing!" and that sent us into fits of laughter. and then melissa was hitting the paper ball like a volleyball like some ac girl with one of her legs kicking back up into the air. so retarded la. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mep test today was so hard! it was last year's o level paper. i think i got a bit too complacent yesterday so i didnt prepare for it properly. oh well. its over now so. heh. learnt a lesson. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was doing qt yesterday and was reading revelations. the description of the new jerusalem is so cool la. i cant wait to go to heaven and just spend eternity with God (: ooh lala. hahah. and i think God told me something really impt. yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think i should go take a bath, do my qt and start my physics revision before i start feeling sleepy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! mrs yeo has a cool new catchphrase: "check it out!" hahahs. so amusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111590128481960666?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111590128481960666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111590128481960666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111590128481960666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111590128481960666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/05/wouldnt-it-be-nice-if-world-was.html' title='wouldnt it be nice if the world was cadbury (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111537962098870000</id><published>2005-05-06T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T19:40:26.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my throat is itchy</title><content type='html'>i think i ate too much ritter sport choc yesterday. heh. now my throat really hurts. bleah. napfa today was good (: the best in my life. and tomorrow i probably cant laugh cos my tummy will ache cos i did situps today. oh well. really feel bad for my classmates. like they all practiced 5 items on wed and they came to school still hurting today and they have to do the actual today. i didnt have to cos i ran on wed and didnt really do anything else except standing broad jump and sit and reach which dont really hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from next week onwards, sec 4s can leave cca at 5.30 but im not going to. i love my cca too much. hahah. and whats more we have nice pieces to practice for jubilate II. exciting (: i shall study tomorrow. gotta go make a card and write a letter now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111537962098870000?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111537962098870000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111537962098870000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111537962098870000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111537962098870000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-throat-is-itchy.html' title='my throat is itchy'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111494337752221045</id><published>2005-05-01T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T18:29:37.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cut my hair!</title><content type='html'>and im suffering from post hair cut trauma. the shock of it all. its super short now and it looks really weird and its poofy! oh no. from certain angles i think its quite cool but from other angles it looks funny. on a whole my new hair style makes me look like a mushroom. i think. oh no oh no!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111494337752221045?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111494337752221045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111494337752221045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111494337752221045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111494337752221045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-cut-my-hair.html' title='i cut my hair!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111482904877225450</id><published>2005-04-30T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T10:44:08.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freed!</title><content type='html'>yeah! sports day is over (: red got third but i'm happy any how. debbie uploaded our syf recording online &lt;a href="http://s34.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=08IU91E2XAE1D2PLU5X4BT6K2E"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. dvorak's really good. and listening to it reminded me where i totally screwed up. but the piece on a whole was good. respighi was too fast! like really really too fast la. and i heard fig 15. crap man. rahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for pizza hut after sports day. not alot of the comm went but nvm. was quite funny just listening to annabel and adelene crapping away. haha. they're crazy la. had some set meal with cherie and annabel and adelene. was quite full after that. and sleepy too. think last year's comm was the best man. we ate pizza hut and laughed more than we ate. was so crappy. adelene came after school to support us as well (: haha. mrs yeo danced the family dance with us. so farnie la. haha. and she wore a kimono too during the cheer routine. yup. i owe alot of people alot of big hugs and thank yous. i need to get presents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111482904877225450?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111482904877225450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111482904877225450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111482904877225450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111482904877225450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/04/freed.html' title='freed!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111460285987994320</id><published>2005-04-27T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T20:05:29.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gold</title><content type='html'>strings got gold for syf. as jana says, "was waiting for that HONOURS to appear out of that stupid emcee's mouth. ohwells. we worked so bloody hard for it. and we have come much furthur than all the other string orch's. " i guess we could say that but i still feel down. mr chan said fig 15 wasnt together. and if that was the only thing that pulled us down im gonna tear my hair out. i know i played some note in dvorak out of tune too. think many of the sec 3s and 4s were really upset, including me. was happy for that moment but after we came out we were super sad. practically the whole viola/vln 3 section was crying la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gold with honours: nanyang, dunman high, ri&lt;br /&gt;gold: SN! , mgs, rgs, hci, acs(i), &lt;br /&gt;silver: tkgs, nanchiau&lt;br /&gt;bronze: dunman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i just wanna say that im super duper proud of strings '05 who are in syf cos i think that everyone has really put in a whole lot of hard work and everyone deserves a pat on the back. haha. yup. &lt;3 you guys loads okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one down, one more to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111460285987994320?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111460285987994320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111460285987994320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111460285987994320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111460285987994320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/04/gold.html' title='gold'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111417033981482275</id><published>2005-04-22T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T19:45:39.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more week!</title><content type='html'>oh. now the school's got gold for all pa groups. thanks la. but congrats to everyone who's in the syf groups, you all did a great job (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week's gonna be a stressful week. i dont like this at all. but i think its a good chance for me to really learn to be so trusting and dependent on God to work His ways cos i really dunno how im gonna survive, but somehow, i will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a funny day. found out that mrs yeo stays so near me! and mrs khong too. this is scary. haha. and mrs yeo sashayed in class today. she's gonna wear her wedding gown on monday so that we can take nice pictures of her (that's what she siad, really!) hahah. cos everytime we try to take a photo of her, she says that we never inform her and she doesnt have the chance to dress up and look nice. monday it shall be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr chan made us play really soft and expressionless for the pieces to make us work on intonation and timing. then we played with the articulation and all and it sounded so much nicer. half way through dvorak, when he cued us in for trio, he lost his balance on the mep room wooden step and was trying so hard not to fall so his arms were flying everywhere and that really drove us nuts la. hahah. was such a sight! and then he was telling us about this conductor long time ago, who got so engrossed when conducting sso that he stepped off the podium and hit the floor, but one hand was grabbing the conductor's stand and the other still waving the baton. super funny la! and the whole orch was bobbing as they continued to play cos they were stifling their laughter. ahhas. couldnt play cos we were all laughing so hard till our sides ached.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a cab back with anqing. and i stink bad. haha. i need a bath pronto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111417033981482275?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111417033981482275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111417033981482275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111417033981482275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111417033981482275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/04/one-more-week.html' title='one more week!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111409061150824485</id><published>2005-04-21T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T21:36:51.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh brothers!</title><content type='html'>brothers can be such a pain in the ass sometimes. rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just asked my bro for some like suggestions on what i could include in the march past reading. then when he was talking to me, i was chatting with my friends and i didnt hear what he said. i asked him to repeat and he says that he wont repeat it cos if i didnt want to hear it, then why ask? then im like okay la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like five minutes later he says he's angry with me cos when i asked him for something, i was not ready to listen. and that it was one of his best advices ever. then i told him, well if you think its the best advice and you dont want me to hear it then fine. go away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so irritating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really trying very hard not to fail hcl this term but its not really working. i failed the test which i felt i studied so hard for. i could have passed if the teachers allowed one mark for two mark qns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only one more week to the end of it all. quickly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111409061150824485?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111409061150824485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111409061150824485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111409061150824485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111409061150824485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-brothers.html' title='oh brothers!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111400086028713107</id><published>2005-04-20T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T20:41:00.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>salvation's so sweet</title><content type='html'>oh. alliteration. hahah. God's been good and He's shown His goodness (: im glad for that.  the &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2127903088&amp;"&gt;pics&lt;/a&gt; from cyn's b'day are up. how embarassing the photos are but so fun (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111400086028713107?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111400086028713107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111400086028713107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111400086028713107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111400086028713107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/04/salvations-so-sweet_20.html' title='salvation&apos;s so sweet'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111373635884650826</id><published>2005-04-17T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T19:12:38.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh ho. im super lethargic now. i have no idea why. and i suddenly feel the need to get my act together. feel that i've been slacking way too much, esp since my chinese is not doing very well. crap man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church at around 11.20 yesterday. studied for about an hour with sarah and eugene and then we went up the hill to eat. came back down for worship. felt weird singing alone but i guess its alright. couldnt really hear myself tho. haha. anyway, was planning to leave after the message but when i walked out the sky looked quite threatening and i decided to stay and get daddy to fetch me later instead. thank God i did. like ten minutes later it was pouring like crazy. so yeah, i reached around 6.40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linna and marilyn came to pick me and lala from the bus stop and they kept complaining cos they got mozzie bites. then i was quite scared cos i thot i'd get even more than them but ended up with nothing (: hahahs. yeah it was wild. super fun. and we took stupid photos and did silly stuff. haha. sprinkled a whole lot of glitter on cynthia after the birthday song and we all became glittery. but i guess she got it the worst. glittered daddy's carseat when i got into the car. heh. slept at 11.45 after doing some hw. i left my amaths book in school and realised i have hw to do. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think today's sermon was good, kinda think it's a lil similar to yesterday's, which was good too. was sniffing throughout cos i slept in aircon last night and ended up sitting under the aircon today which made it worse. bahh. ate chicken rice for lunch. queued super long for it and i dont think its anything great but the queue gets really long. and i realised that its cos the guys chops his chicken really slowly and just holds up the whole queue. waited almost half an hour i think? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up eating like  1 and 1/3 packets cos we didnt know if jie was eating and she wasnt so daddy didnt want to leave anything and we shared the packet. i have a feeling that i got the most cos i was taking my time to eat my own packet and then he and russ took what they wanted first so like everything else was left to me. was so stuffed after that. and sleepy. haha. slept for 2 hours plus. shall go eat dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111373635884650826?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111373635884650826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111373635884650826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111373635884650826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111373635884650826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-ho.html' title=''/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111356831211196346</id><published>2005-04-15T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T20:31:52.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>icantthinkofatitleatthemoment</title><content type='html'>oh no, pressure of getting gold for syf is getting bigger. band got gold, dance got gold (chinese and modern), choir got gold. ld's still waiting for results and co and so have yet to go for syf. so scary! had another prep talk today, made it seem as if syf is next week or something... stress! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cyn's birthday party tmr (: gen baked her a cake today. its so nice okay. i thought she bought it till she told me she baked it. so chocolatey and yummy (: i love it. haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think cca today was rather productive and good, think we played quite well (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on so! we can do it okay? and we can go celebrate after we bring back that gold (with honours if possible) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks and everything, i mean EVERYTHING, will be over. in 2 weeks at this time, i'll be with the comm eating pizza hut. hahah (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111356831211196346?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111356831211196346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111356831211196346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111356831211196346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111356831211196346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/04/icantthinkofatitleatthemoment.html' title='icantthinkofatitleatthemoment'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111311424439684153</id><published>2005-04-10T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T15:55:14.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sun-kissed (orange)</title><content type='html'>sentosa was great (: thot that there wasnt gonna be much sun and there wasnt for the whole morning. our cg only ended up with four pathetic people for the morning outing. me, amy, rah and zech. and sarah woke up late. haha, was quite funny. wonder what time she'll wake up if i didnt call her. sort of tanned and had fun talking to amy and rah. think zech felt quite left out but he was like stoning most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when me and rah were waiting to use the toilet beside 7-11 (single cubicle) there was this ah pek, okay maybe not ah pek, some mid 40s guy in green sitting on the bench directly outside the entrance of 7-11. and he kept staring at us. and me and sarah were like "eh, digusting pervert, keeps looking at us, can he just go away?" so sick la. and we sort of looked at him but he just continued staring la. wanted to slap him. had sakae sushi for lunch and it was fun. the sun came out when we went in to eat, thanks la. gloria joined us later. at palawan beach there was another group of people in orange shirts so it was quite misleading. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think the reflection time and cg time was good. the game was weird. ended so abruptly. was like the earliest to leave i think cos my dad wanted me home for dinner. so i left ard 6.30. yeah. only ate dinner at like 8.30. and then slacked ard and slept. hahah. woke up for first service this morning. thot that i could come back early and start on some work. ended up waiting for sarah to go for lunch up the hill cos she had to go to rindu at 1. and then came back down, went to tp popular to get stuff. reached home at the time i would if i went for second. so crappy. ahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw something really really cool on my way out to the bus stop. at the park, there are like all these big trees with really small pink flowers, alot of flowers. and over night these flowers dropped. but they never touched the ground. there were many big spider webs that i never saw there. and these flowers got caught by the webs and were hanging by a strand of web, all at different lengths. it was so cool la. it was as if time had frozen in the midst of their 'descent' to the ground. really really nice. on my way home, most of the webs had given way and the flowers had either dropped or many strands of web stuck together. guess i'll never get to see that again unless im really lucky. God's creations are cool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im sleepy. how to do work!? think tonight i'll be burning the midnight oil again. heh. it is such a hot day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111311424439684153?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111311424439684153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111311424439684153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111311424439684153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111311424439684153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/04/sun-kissed-orange.html' title='sun-kissed (orange)'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111295832683941309</id><published>2005-04-08T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T19:05:26.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joke of the year!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA! i found out something interesting today after cca (: ** *** is getting married! well that's what my juniors say la but i think its quite true. haha. was so amused when they told me that. cca was funny too. mr chan was trying to sit on the stool in a weird position and we were all laughing we couldnt play when he wanted to start. haha. then he was saying that he should get a new stool. and jana said, "do you notice that your chair is always lower when u come for cca?" i wonder why... hahahs. super retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works miracles (: He's healed me! i feel so much better and more energised today as compared to yesterday. cant wait for tmr. going to sentosa. oh, fun fun (: oh yeah. there'll be audits for some people next tues. quite worried for my juniors. hope that they'll really make use of the weekends to practice hard cos there's only a certain extent to which me and tessa can help them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111295832683941309?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111295832683941309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111295832683941309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111295832683941309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111295832683941309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/04/joke-of-year.html' title='joke of the year!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111286391091460151</id><published>2005-04-07T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T16:59:19.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh joy its one of those im-having-a-stuffy-nose-and-i-think-im-sick kind of days. rahh. been constantly blowing my nose and sneezing and sniffing non stop. thank God it stopped when i went with xinlei and angie to lead the pri cheer. but it came back after that. i feel like skipping school tmr and just go for cca. i need a break. and i mean a real break. what kind of a life is this la. and i keep getting bitten by mozzies. so itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like cutting my hair. but that would mean more clips which i dont really like. thank God i didnt get scolded for wearing pe today. wanted to go and run with lala in the morning but she came late so in the end we didnt run. i should take a bath and sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111286391091460151?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111286391091460151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111286391091460151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111286391091460151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111286391091460151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-joy-its-one-of-those-im-having.html' title=''/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111261778436915207</id><published>2005-04-04T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T20:38:33.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choice or chance</title><content type='html'>/&lt;br /&gt;When we meet the right person to love, when we're at the right place at the right time, that's chance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you meet someone you're attracted to, that's not a choice.  That's chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being caught up in a moment (and there are a lot of couples who get together because of this) is not a choice. That's also a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference is what happens afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;When will you take that infatuation, that crush, that mind-blowing attraction to the next level? That's when all sanity goes back, you sit down and contemplate whether you want to make this into a concrete relationship or just a fling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you decide to love a person, even with his faults, that's not a chance. That's choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you choose to be with a person, no matter what, that's choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you know there are many people out there who are more attractive, smarter, and richer than your mate, and yet, you decide to love your mate just the same, that's choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation, crushes, and attraction come to us by chance. But true love that lasts is truly a choice - a choice that we make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding soul mates, there's a beautiful movie quote that I believe is so true about this: "Fate brings you together, but it's still up to you to make it happen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that soul mates do exist, that there is truly someone made for you. But it's still up to you to make the choice if you're going to do something about it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may meet our soul mates by chance, but loving and staying with our soul mate is still a choice we have to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to the world not by finding someone perfect to love, BUT to learn how to love an imperfect person perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ho ho. hectic life. im tired of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;:big - planet shakers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God is big&lt;br /&gt;So strong so mighty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God's plan for me&lt;br /&gt;Goes beyond my wildest dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God is good&lt;br /&gt;He's so good to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God is big&lt;br /&gt;So strong so mighty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God is good&lt;br /&gt;He's so good to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's my God and &lt;br /&gt;He is my refuge&lt;br /&gt;He's the rock on which I stand&lt;br /&gt;He's my fortress&lt;br /&gt;God, He is my life&lt;br /&gt;He holds the oceans in His hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God is Big&lt;br /&gt;So Strong so mighty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God is good&lt;br /&gt;He's so good to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing my God cannot do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111261778436915207?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111261778436915207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111261778436915207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111261778436915207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111261778436915207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/04/choice-or-chance.html' title='choice or chance'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111189156900792275</id><published>2005-03-27T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T18:57:44.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's risen!</title><content type='html'>yay! it's easter sunday, Jesus lives! hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to get xinying and trix to come down on friday. and fel and weilin came really late on sat. hahahs. but nvm. just pray that the message and all really made them think about some stuff. okay, im like stoning and dunno what to write alr. haha. hopefully i can collect my cello by today cos it'll be hard to get it tmr. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/EDIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh what is this. stupid blogger. it just deleted my edit bit. rahh! nvm. i shall type again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy got me my sports shoes today. yay! hahas. its light and nice. my bro saw adrian pang and his wife in the shoe shop we were at. then he was trying to tell me that adrain pang was there and i couldnt really hear what he was murmuring, only heard like "that man over there" and "pang (which i heard as punk)". then cos he was backfacing us i didnt know and just ignored my brother. then when we walked out of the shop my dad was like " i didnt know adrian pang was so dark with such spiky hair." i was so confused cos that was such a random topic. and then my dad was like "just now in the shop lorh." then i realised. hahahs. was super retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just woke up from my nap like half an hour ago. found out that i cant collect my cello today. boo. i want it back now! i miss it loads :( hopefully i'll collect it by tues so wed i can hear what it sounds like at SCH (singapore conference hall, not school). yeah. okay that's all. oh yeah, excited about heats tmr. heh. (: check &lt;a href="http://www.theinterviewwithgod.com/popup-frame.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spaghetti for you? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111189156900792275?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111189156900792275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111189156900792275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111189156900792275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111189156900792275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/03/hes-risen.html' title='He&apos;s risen!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111129650156374648</id><published>2005-03-20T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T14:21:17.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LGD</title><content type='html'>i have no idea what that is but it just popped into my head when i was praying at church just now. haha. i was like what's that? then i was like thinking, 'Loving God Disorder'? haha. loving God too much but that's good la. but i dunno what it means. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the synergiz conference rocked! was really really really good. God really worked la and it was so cool i tell you! (: i love my God. now my calves hurt loads from the jumping around during the night concerts but anything's worth sacrificing for Him. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consuming fire-&lt;br /&gt;hillsong-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be more than this,&lt;br /&gt;O breath of God come breathe within,&lt;br /&gt;There must be more than this,&lt;br /&gt;Spirit of God we wait for You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill us anew we pray,&lt;br /&gt;Fill us anew we pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consuming fire fan into flame,&lt;br /&gt;A passion for Your Name,&lt;br /&gt;Spirit of God fall in this place,&lt;br /&gt;Lord have Your way,&lt;br /&gt;Lord have Your way with us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come like a rushing wind,&lt;br /&gt;Clothe us with power from on high,&lt;br /&gt;Now set the captives free,&lt;br /&gt;Leave us abandoned to Your praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord let Your glory fall,&lt;br /&gt;Lord let Your glory fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir it up in our hearts Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Stir it up in our hearts Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Stir it up in our hearts Lord,&lt;br /&gt;A passion for Your Name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111129650156374648?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111129650156374648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111129650156374648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111129650156374648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111129650156374648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/03/lgd.html' title='LGD'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111106134510691547</id><published>2005-03-17T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T20:09:05.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh how my heart aches!</title><content type='html'>my poor dear cello broke today. due to my carelessness. i leant it against a table in the mep room, intending to quickly grab my stuff and take it again. i placed it there and waited to make sure that it didnt fall. after i took my things, i heard a crashing sound and my cca-mates screaming and i turned around to see it lying on the floor. it fell onto the wooden platform of the mep room and the neck broke off. so the strings were loosened and the bridge dropped and the tailpiece hit the cello body. i was just shocked la. but quickly recovered to go check the poor thing. removed all the strings and taped the neck down so i could put it into the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy fetched me from school and we went to gramercy to get it fixed. they're gonna put a nail in to rejoin the fingerboard part and glue it back. will only see it like next weekend. i will miss it so... haha. but its true! i will. and for now im practicing on tessa's sch cello. need to find another one for cca days tho. costs 150 bucks to repair. plus a new set of jargar strings which cost like 95 bucks? what a bomb! but the repair's cheaper than i thot it would be. got val's helicore strings too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im paranoid of holding it by the neck when it comes back. oob. forgot to take my rosin back with me. haha. managed to finish eng compres and probably the summaries by tonight. then maybe i'll do some chinese? or ss. excited for synergiz. wanted to go for today's too but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard the co and band perform today. co heard us play too. yeah. think they were quite good but still can improve. like us. wonder how big this year's so orch will be. comeonsectwocellists! (and bassists and violists and violinists) work hard to get into the syf orch okay? we'll be there for you ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111106134510691547?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111106134510691547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111106134510691547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111106134510691547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111106134510691547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-how-my-heart-aches.html' title='oh how my heart aches!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-111088866020738883</id><published>2005-03-15T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T20:25:56.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays which are not like one</title><content type='html'>the march holidays are finally here but it doesnt really seem like much of a holiday. the teachers have piled even more work on us. rahh. evil people! but i shall learn to be thankful for all circumstances i am in (: okay. cca was really draining (again) and tmr and thurs there's still cca. my fingers are gonna quit their job soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out for sakae tmr and maybe shop ard for some stuff. yay! happy happy. hahas. thursday performing arts (co, sb, and so) will be playing syf pieces for each other. so cool right? hahahs. excited. gonna do hw tmr morning with joy and then practice with the audition people before cca. yup. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;train/practice/study hard! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="200"&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="verdana"&gt;You are a Fork.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="1"&gt;You are special, unique... and shiny.... but you just don't know it. Many admire you for your outward appearance, but you haven't truly expressed all of the great stuff inside of you. You have the potential to do great things and help others, and this will help you in the future. When you hold a grudge at someone, however, this can be dangerous. Despite your calmness that most people perceive about you, you keep a lot of feelings bottled up inside that one day can make you explode and stab something. Instead of resorting to that, you can say, "Go Fork Yourself!"&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Most compatible with: &lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/dollzheaven2/knife.html"&gt;Knife&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/dollzheaven2/sock.html"&gt;Sock&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/dollzheaven2/quiz1.html"&gt;Click here -- What Random Object Represents Your Inner Self?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;i thot fork and spoon were a pair? fork and sock? hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-111088866020738883?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/111088866020738883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=111088866020738883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111088866020738883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/111088866020738883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/03/holidays-which-are-not-like-one.html' title='holidays which are not like one'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-110994483651452036</id><published>2005-03-04T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T22:00:36.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>itchy throat, itchy mozzie bites</title><content type='html'>im getting a sore throat. i think, cos of all the heaty food and the weird weather. oh wells. tmr gotta go to school for picnic day to dance family dance, mambo and irish dance for the parents. was so embarassing during recess today. we were practising on the track and everyone was looking la! every week's so busy. and there's so many tests! its only term one. and to imagine term 3 with like 6-7 tests a week?! shocking... scary thought. times passes so fast, it'll be the o's soon! oh no oh no... no life man. cca was quite fun i guess but can see that the sec 2s have to really work hard to get into syf. jia you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-110994483651452036?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/110994483651452036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=110994483651452036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110994483651452036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110994483651452036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/03/itchy-throat-itchy-mozzie-bites.html' title='itchy throat, itchy mozzie bites'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-110941824041062639</id><published>2005-02-26T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T19:44:00.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord i offer my life to you, everything i've been through, use it for Your glory</title><content type='html'>yet another tiring and busy week but at least investiture is over so one thing down (: but 3 tests next week and mep compo due. im screwed la. cca on friday was quite good, even tho i never touched my cello for 2 weeks i think i played better. which is the weird thing. when i dont practice my cello, my playing somehow becomes better.. haha. been having rashes over the past few days cos of the humid weather. so itchy and all. which reminds my i need to cut my nails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my juniors, natalie, bought a cello from china for S$800. that's like a reasonable price but its good! the cello is super loud. quite a round tone but the a string sounds very like :/ but anyway i think its quite good on the whole. nice nice. and jana was making fruit juicer sounds with the c string. was super retarded la. haha. theory exam in 2 weeks and i just realised that i dont have 2003 paper. and i thot i did so now i sorta have no theory hw. i'm not really stressing over it. maybe on that day when i'll start looking through the italian terms. haha. like in sec one i think? yeah. and i need to go submit the registration form for abrsm cello prac by friday. maybe i should mail it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-110941824041062639?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/110941824041062639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=110941824041062639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110941824041062639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110941824041062639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/02/lord-i-offer-my-life-to-you-everything.html' title='Lord i offer my life to you, everything i&apos;ve been through, use it for Your glory'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-110890670080341014</id><published>2005-02-20T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T21:38:20.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hyper sensitive eyes</title><content type='html'>hello hello. its been quite a draining week. yupyup. think im gonna fail chinese test cos it was so hard. the 2 maths tests were relatively easy so shouldnt be a problem. oh yeah, pmb invest is gonna rock i tell u. retarded things we come up with in times of stress. haha. went down to church for worship. message was on the tsunami which i think was quite good. left early to go home and prepare for the concert, cibelle. was a unique artist but not really to my liking. prefered it when she sung like the more jazzy stuff than the rock stuff. she's quite funny too. kept taking photos randomly of her band and of us. haha. 2 encores. was like drifting of to sleep but trying hard not to. slept in the car and got home, changed, washed up and plonked back to sleep. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for first this morning. think the message really applied to us. and me too esp now. it was about how to treat people right which made me think about the incident with veronica on thursday. went to tp for lunch where i had nice prawn noodles ((: and then bought some flowers for joy. went back, wrapped them, did the card and went to the optician. today was the first most intensive checkup ever. for almost 20 mintues la. then my degree dropped to 25L and 125R with astig. so weird and the guys was saying i got some folicle in my eye so i have hyper sensitive eyes or dunno what. OH YAH. he was so mean lorh. he was measuring my eyes and he said, " are your eyes always that small?" i was so hurt... :( oh well. got a frameless pair. went for joy's party. was fun (: laughing like crazy watching tv too. ahaha. well, gtg now. tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-110890670080341014?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/110890670080341014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=110890670080341014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110890670080341014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110890670080341014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/02/hyper-sensitive-eyes.html' title='hyper sensitive eyes'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-110855161753659941</id><published>2005-02-16T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T19:00:17.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exciting day! HOHO :D</title><content type='html'>i love today (: its a funny fun day! pe this week was the funnest ever since school started. really enjoyed ourselves (: "aim for the sprinkler!" after pe the mini tennis people were coming back from the hall and lala and gen were singing the differentiation formula along the corridor. got scolded by mrs tien. oops. haha then when they walked into class they told mrs yeo and she said: "serve you right!" lol. was super amusing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess was phototaking. then was taking an individual photo for house and the photographer said this after the first two snaps: *points at the photo* "your eyes ah - can open bigger?" i was like boo! wasnt that small... hahas. so i took again. physics was ok and eng was so-so as well. lunched with sarah before going for mep. got back test paper and i did well (: hahas. happy happy. we all went crazy when listening to prokofiev's classical symphony and love for three oranges. esp love for three oranges. was so fast la. then everyone got lost. hahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chi test tmr and i've only studied almost halfway. plus lit hw. gotta get started!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-110855161753659941?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/110855161753659941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=110855161753659941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110855161753659941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110855161753659941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/02/exciting-day-hoho-d.html' title='exciting day! HOHO :D'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-110846868505841316</id><published>2005-02-15T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T19:58:05.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and pooh said to piglet, " life is so much friendlier with two."   :)</title><content type='html'>just a quick update. had quite a good, last-in-sn valentines day (: thanks for all the sweets, chocs, and gifts everyone! no cello lessons for a month... muahaha. but i'll make sure that i practice (yes i must!) oh yeah. blogger seems to be in chinese nowadays. hmm. maybe the govt's trying to improve our chinese through blogger? hahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love red hse (: its such a hip, cool and happening house i tell you. the house coordinators this year are so amusing. falala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still in a state of shock. somebody pinch me, i must be dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-110846868505841316?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/110846868505841316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=110846868505841316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110846868505841316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110846868505841316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/02/and-pooh-said-to-piglet-life-is-so.html' title='and pooh said to piglet, &quot; life is so much friendlier with two.&quot;   :)'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-110811709404925098</id><published>2005-02-11T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T18:18:14.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its nice to be back (:</title><content type='html'>yay! home at last! feels good. hahas. nice sleeping conditions tonight after a week of on and off weather conditions. been chomping down so much food and cny snacks over the past week. bleahs. and i think i gained. okay maybe that's obvious la. haha. and i think there's something wrong with the weighing machine in my grandma's house. i weigh heavier there than in sch.  hmmms. i suppose that will drive me to run more rounds. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. glad to be out of the car. got butt cramps and leg cramps and back cramps. dear me im getting old. hahas. didnt stop for lunch cos the shops were mostly closed. public holiday. ate a really heavy brekky. like 2 and a quarter prata. was practically stuffed. oh yeah. learning to pick up dialects. haha. when u start sputtering rubbish it can get really funny. another busy weekend. rahh. visiting tmr (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-110811709404925098?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/110811709404925098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=110811709404925098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110811709404925098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110811709404925098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-nice-to-be-back.html' title='its nice to be back (:'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-110783341125353092</id><published>2005-02-08T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T11:30:11.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny eve</title><content type='html'>hello. i just remembered that today's cny eve and jiaxin's all dressed up (: hahas. hope u won! anw, hello tessa! i didnt know you read blogs. hahas. been watching more movies and eating lots of food. well to me its more than usual la. bleahs. all the weight im putting on. so fattening. stuffy internet cafe :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah!! my cousin and my aunt just arrived this morning. so now we've got squeezy bedrooms. forgot to mention that i cut my hair at the salon downstairs. and the auntie thinned it so much. feels weird. and it curls after i bath! eeks man. its hard to tie up too. cant wait for it to grow back. was tempted to colour my hair cos my sis was doing hers but obviously i cant. and she got 2 feelers (: hahahs. sneezing my head off. stuffy internet cafe :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-110783341125353092?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/110783341125353092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=110783341125353092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110783341125353092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110783341125353092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/02/cny-eve.html' title='cny eve'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-110775614422126680</id><published>2005-02-07T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T14:02:24.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at my grandma's house</title><content type='html'>falala. im using the com at the internet cafe now. sadly, it doesnt have msn. and it cant open multiple internet pages. rahh. oh wells. been watching dvds and did some hw and shopping for some stuff. yup. chinese new year's coming and the house has been decorated! hahas. not very elaborate but still. the weekend has been burned away already. time's passing so fast. gtg do my discursive essay research now, tata (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-110775614422126680?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/110775614422126680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=110775614422126680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110775614422126680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110775614422126680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/02/at-my-grandmas-house.html' title='at my grandma&apos;s house'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-110734501351586641</id><published>2005-02-02T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T19:55:48.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>all the tests for the week are over (: hooray! and im leaving on saturday, away from the worries of the world (i wish!) hahas. cos i'll still be doing hw and studying there. oh well. at least dont have to go to sch. falala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally crapped for today's mep test. heh. but it's over so i cant care less. said my peanut butter &lt;s&gt;and oreos&lt;/s&gt; speech today. now i'm left with mainly hong lou meng which i will do tonight tho im highly reluctant. looking forward to the end of sch tmr tho, going out to town with joy to get some stuff. gonna be broke! i think.. haha. visiting ah ma on friday night before we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANT RANT RANT. i have got nothing better to say :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul frank is your friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-110734501351586641?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/110734501351586641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=110734501351586641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110734501351586641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110734501351586641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/02/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071168.post-110708187403191152</id><published>2005-01-30T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T18:44:34.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping!</title><content type='html'>im so bushed... been shopping from like 11 something to 6.15. tiring. bought quite alot of stuff. hahas. 2 pairs of shoes, a pair of shorts, a belt, 2 tops, a bag. and whatever else. bleahs. hahas. thank God i managed to finish my hw and all that yesterday so i had some time to relax and destress while shopping today (: dinner time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071168-110708187403191152?l=big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/feeds/110708187403191152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071168&amp;postID=110708187403191152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110708187403191152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071168/posts/default/110708187403191152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://big-retarded-ant.blogspot.com/2005/01/shopping.html' title='shopping!'/><author><name>bobo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09706046679723331926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
