<?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-18986283</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:49:59.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loudd</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113587548548787769</id><published>2005-12-30T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T00:58:05.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M SO EXCITED!!! I'M COMING BACK &lt;strong&gt;TODAYY&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited to come back ((: but im gonna miss hongkong! all the good food, all the shopping.. hahhh. but im so glad that i'm coming back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anticipation kills. not me, but my parents. hahh. i've been bouncing ard the whole evening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113587548548787769?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113587548548787769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113587548548787769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113587548548787769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113587548548787769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-so-excited-im-coming-back-todayy-im.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113570629884566849</id><published>2005-12-28T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T02:01:05.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was asked to update, so here i am ((: it's the 28th today, which means i have TWO days more till i get back! a part of me is super excited yet there's this other part of me that feels really sad. afterall, this IS my home, this IS where i came from, where i grew up. afterall, my family is what really defines me, isnt it? but the fact is, the large part of who we are comes from the family we're raised in, with the values that are imparted in us. and im proud to say that i LOVE my family and i totally adore my parents and relatives (most of them anyways). it's funny how &lt;strike&gt;different&lt;/strike&gt; contrasting my feelings are towards my family in just this past month. or year. im finally growing up((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i shall just update on what i've been doing the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 25th, i went to celebrate christmast with my uncle's church. he's one of the pastors in that church and he booked one whole table for us, so we kinda had our christmas dinner free. hahhHAHAH. but that's besides the point. not the whole family went, cause the extended family is just too big and of course we didnt invite everyone. hahh` so in the end only three families went. and there were 3 or my girl-cousins and one guy. and he scolded me! just because i wanted to see his gf. like whatever! he's never scolded me in my whole life, even when i bullied him. (he's older than me) SEE WHAT A GIRLFRIEND CAN DO! and his gf have NO manners. i mean, my cousin's parents and grandmothers were there at the dinner and she didnt even come over to our table to great them. horrible kayy, and she's not even pretty! hahahHHAHAH. not that my cousin's handsome, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/girls%20and%20PASTOR%20LAM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;here's the picture of us four girls, my mum and aunt, and dear PASTOR LAM. hahh, who happens to be my uncle &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/cousins%20and%20their%20grandmothers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's a picture of my cousins and their grandmothers. well, the one on the right is my grandmother too, my maternal grandmother. the one on the left is their paternal grandmother. and that stupid guy in red is my stupid cousin who scolded me because i was being curious in who his gf is. rahhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, enough about that. on the 26th, i went out with my primary school bestfriends! hahhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/mel%20me%20lingee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yupps, that's us. melody me and lingee! hahh, we got really hyper in the sushi place, and got REALLY tired after that. and we had great fun in the arcade! and i totally pissed mel off with the stupid drum game. hahahHAHAAH, but i love you two to bits!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okayy, next. on the 27th, i went to my cousin's house! hahah she's my fav cousin ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/fiona%20me%20aunt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's my fav cousin- fiona, me and my aunt! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and it was really funny lahh, hahh. my uncle kept teasing me with whatever i do ((: and my dad is COMPLETELY retarded. i was looking this place where they dumped all the oyster shells along the seashore. so my dad just blurted this out "can you see all the shells? they are transparent!" my first reaction was, what? and i looked at my cousin and she was laughing like mad. haha! my dad's really retarded at times. so i calmly told my dad that i cant see the shells that he's talking about due to the fact that they are transparent, but i can see the shells that are grey. -_________- i see where my retarded-ness come from. it's in my genes! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahHAHAAH. and i just had a smashing good time during dinner lahh, all the jokes, the warmth. i LOVE my relatives ((: and the food was damn good! ohmygosh, the scallop, the crab, prawns and EVERYTHING... man, you can never find those in singapore. all you can find is seafood that is NOT fresh. LOUSYYYY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i just wanna say this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE HONGKONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113570629884566849?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113570629884566849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113570629884566849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113570629884566849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113570629884566849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-was-asked-to-update-so-here-i-am-its.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113545054068299116</id><published>2005-12-25T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T02:55:42.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;silent night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silent night holy night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all is calm all is bright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;round yon virgin mother and child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;holy infant so tender and mild&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleep in heavenly peace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleep in heavenly peace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silent night holy night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shepherds quake at the sight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;glories stream from heaven afar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heavenly hosts sing alleleulia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christ the Saviour is born&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christ the Saviour is born&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silent night holy night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;son of God love's pure light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;radiant beams from Thy holy face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with the dawn of redeeming grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus Lord at Thy birth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus Lord at Thy birth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading jingxuan's blog and one practicular sentence caught my eye - "christmas is in my heart". and guess what? it's in MY heart too! (((: &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, this keeps popping into my head, christmas &lt;em&gt;is not about the presents nor the food, it's about JESUS!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehh, anyways, i shall recall what i've been doing the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, nth actually. hahh! anyways, today, my momma and i went out to get this really expensive shaver (to me lahh) for my dad today, and he didnt get us anything! arghh, it's like freaking expensive and all he dad was to cook us christmas dinner, which was delicious (((: here are some photos of the food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0022.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;here's the salad! and my dad was so patient to cut every single prawn in half, so that it's in a heart shape!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;so sweet right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0023.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; hahh, here's the food. lamb chop! hahh. with some cucumber thing, well, it's not cucumber, but my dad says the food is too oily that's why we have to eat the cucumber thing. i dont know what it is, but it looks and tastes like cucumber! hahhh. ohhh, the lambchop was DELICIOUS btw. &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is the wine we drank! i only had like, two glasses of it cause my dad is certain that i would get drunk if i had any more of that. &lt;em&gt;as if...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, we went to watch harry potter after that. the show's alright lahh, just that i didnt like the front parts. and i nearly cried! my gosh, at the part where harry finally bought cedric's body back to the school... i have to admit once again that im a VERY emotional person. ohwells, back to christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yeahh, i got really high after the movie, and we went to take pictures! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's me and my dad in the mall ((: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me and my momma'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my parents ((: my mum's like really tired. hahh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then i got really hyper (as usual) ,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i insisted that i wanted to sit on the trolley, which i did! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the supermarket trolley.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahHAHAH! it was fun thoughh, but my parents are both tired, so not as fun as i would have been. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohyeah, and dad, i KNOW you're reading this. i suspected all along, and now, i know for sure! you sneaky sneaky! hahh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113545054068299116?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113545054068299116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113545054068299116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113545054068299116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113545054068299116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-everyone-silent-night.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113518349345815791</id><published>2005-12-22T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T00:44:53.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOO! i went shopping yesterday, and it was GREAT. hahh! i shopped for less that two hours, and man, i bought so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must be a nature of hk girls to shop, because im loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh, anyways, in less than two hours, i manage pick out a pair of jeans, a pair of pants, and SIX tops! yeahh ((: i went to espirt's outlet. yupps! im not done shopping yet. hahhHAHAH. okayy, so there's a sale and everything, and the actual price is supposed to be HK$1862, which is ard, S$400.58!!! but after discount and all those irritating rubbish, it's only HK$708.40, which is ard S$153!!! hahahHAHAH, so i had ALOT of fun shopping. (((: did i mention that my jeans from ESPRIT only cost me HK$95.20 which is only S$20.50?! how to find in singapore, no matter how the sales are?! hahh, i LOVE hk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i had to like, rush home in fear that my dad finds out that i bought so much stuff. hahhHAHAHA. but he'll find out sooner or later, like how he found out about my puma shoes. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos of my clothes will be up soon! hahh. im so proud of myself. and im gonna buy movie tickets tmr! harry potter. hahh! abit late, but it's only showing from the 22nd! and im gonna watch on christmas eve with my parents ((: and i better go get all the christmas presents soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHELLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YOU'RE FINALLY 18!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113518349345815791?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113518349345815791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113518349345815791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113518349345815791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113518349345815791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/woohoo-i-went-shopping-yesterday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113509805801596172</id><published>2005-12-21T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T01:00:58.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since im bored, i shall do this stupid thing sandy wants me to do. hahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In no particular order, list down 3 people you talk to online, 4 people you see at school, 2 teachers, 3 people you love going out with and 3 people in your sms inbox.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) joanna&lt;br /&gt;2) cherynann&lt;br /&gt;3) fiona&lt;br /&gt;4) sarah&lt;br /&gt;5) lysa&lt;br /&gt;6) jh&lt;br /&gt;7) vanessa&lt;br /&gt;8) szefong&lt;br /&gt;9) mr a&lt;br /&gt;10) abel&lt;br /&gt;11) xl&lt;br /&gt;12) bucket&lt;br /&gt;13) cy&lt;br /&gt;14) anna&lt;br /&gt;15) mr sas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what do you think of number 4?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she owes me my banana stickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How would you feel if number 15 slapped you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just say i wont be surprised. but i can sue him! hahahHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How nice is number 6? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/10!! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a scale of one to ten, rate how good looking number 5 is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhHAHAHAH. i love that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you ever fall for number 11?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sure, if i turn into a les&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If number 8 got into a car accident, what would you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be very sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What sport would you play with number 12?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frisbee!!! hahHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if number 1 got a boyfriend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh! i will...be curious! i am ALWAYS curious anyways. hahhHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you hate number 9?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can be irritating at times, but NO. he's my "favourite" teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How much do you like number 2?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, i LOVE her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will 13 and 7 make a good couple?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! they'll annoy the shit out of each other. hahahHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will 14 one day kill you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh, she loves me too much to wanna kill me, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who do you like more? 3 or 10?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((: i love both 3 and 10. definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now get FIVE people to do this thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanna&lt;br /&gt;szefong&lt;br /&gt;vanessa&lt;br /&gt;fiona&lt;br /&gt;i only want &lt;em&gt;four&lt;/em&gt; people to do this thing. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113509805801596172?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113509805801596172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113509805801596172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113509805801596172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113509805801596172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/since-im-bored-i-shall-do-this-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113492752671912390</id><published>2005-12-19T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T23:55:37.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me announce this with pride and overwhelming happiness! i've got myself a new &lt;em&gt;boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;. ohyes, he's smart, cute, charming, handsome, totally loveable AND huggable! keeps me company and entertains me even during boring family dinners! ohh, he has such faith in me, and he trusts me with all his heart! ((: he think's that there's &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; that i cannot do. awwww`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh, his name is isaac, he's 7 years old, 38kg and he's &lt;em&gt;my cousin&lt;/em&gt;. but he's just so friggin' cute! my goodness, whoever gets him in the future is SO LUCKY. hahh, he's technically my brother because our fathers are brothers. same surname and all. so yeahh! incestuous! hahh. but he's so cute lahh, here's a photos of us. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0021.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hahh. it's quite a horrible photo. but i cant find anything else. and i was dead tired. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh! i met my relatives on sunday for dinner, and man! some of them are just so cheapo. bleargh. it's funny how different siblings can turn out to be. but i thank God for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking quite alot lately, and one of the things which i thought about is &lt;em&gt;what defines us? &lt;/em&gt;what makes us who we are, our character and everything? of course, God created each and everyone of us to be unique in our special ways, defined our character even before we are born. but we are not only defined by what our character is, but who we are- which includes our habits, our preferences, our judgement of things and many many other things which are, in one way or another, influenced by our family members and friends. the way we are raised makes an integral influence in the way we turn out. i used to wish that im born in another family, one of a higher social status or a family with more wealth. but that does not seem so important to me anymore. the values that is embedded within my cousins and myself is what really matters, and for that, i am proud to be born in my family. and though we are not exceptionally rich and have an influencing status in the society, i am happy and proud to be in my family ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe there &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; a cycle afterall. first you think that your family is practically your world cause your life revolves ard it, then you start growing up and see the &lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt; world and finds your family a nuisance and in the end, you appreciate your family and finds it to be an integral part of your world. ohwells, i think i've been reading anna's blog too much! hahhh. but true thoughh, if you really think about it. but there's no other family i'd rather be in than in mine. although my parents are weird. ((: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, i think there's sth wrong with the food in the restaurant i went to with my relatives on sunday, cause on monday, i was home but i was like, super sick. i have this really really horrible headache and i wanted to vomit like, the whole freaking dayy. and in the end i vomitted only at like, 4 in the afternoon! it sucks when you have cheapo relatives cause you have to go to some lousy restuarant and spoil your whole entire digestive system. it felt so bad that i just wanted to die. -___- quite stupid, but you must understand the agony i went through. hahh! but yeahh, my dad's darn lazy kayy. i was hungry in the middle of the night and he REFUSED to go downstair to buy food more me because &lt;em&gt;"i will vomit it out anyway". &lt;/em&gt;my dad can be so horribly lazy at times. i was super hungry kayy! i vomitted like, everything, and i didnt even eat dinner!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but im alot better now, and i went out with my other grandmother todayy. ((: she totally forgot that i came back to hk even though i last saw her less than two weeks ago. ohwells, shows that i barely spend enough time with her! but my gran's so hilariously funny like, all the time and i just love her to bits. ohhHH! and there was the osim idesire thing in my gran's house and it is SO GOOD KAYY. hahh! seriously, i totally recommend anyone to get it. tell me though, if you get one, so i can use it too! hahh. im going shopping tmr, so im happy again! (((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113492752671912390?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113492752671912390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113492752671912390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113492752671912390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113492752671912390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/let-me-announce-this-with-pride-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113487917161090584</id><published>2005-12-18T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T12:12:54.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17th dec,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the WTO conference is still on, and the protests are getting worse day by day. but it's damn cool to watch! you guys must catch it on the news mann. hahh! the people protest until they wanted to push over one of the police van that was blocking them from moving nearer to the conference place! and they pulled down this fence to get nearer to the conf place. and guess what they used as their weapon?! those temporary metal fences that the police used as a barricade to seperate and keep a distance between them and the people. the protesters either pushed the metal fences towards the police as an attempt to hurt them, or they broke the fences and used the metal poles as a weapon. pretty creative eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;and things got pretty bad and this high ranking police guy came on tv and made a speech, saying that although the police have been tolerant and all during the first five days of the conf, it doesnt mean that they are weak and that the police is fully capable and WANTS to keep the peace and order in hk's society. so he urged everyone (specifically hkers) to quickly leave wanchai (which is where the conf building is) and they urge the people watching telly that if they have any friends or relatives who's currently in wanchai to msg or call them to get away from wanchai. and that stupid speech was repeated SO MANY times that i can recide it to you in canto if you call me now -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahh. the police retaliated in the end, using pepper spray (which they have been using since day one), made the fire officers come to spray people with water, and they used this smoke grenade thingy which makes people tear.. it's quite cool! hahh. almost like it's from a movie..&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go out at night today with sam and her family..but my dad didnt allow cause we were gonna go somewhere near wanchai.. ohwells! everyone reckons that the protest's gonna be the worst tmr cause tmr's the final day of the WTO conference and that's when they announce the results of what they have discussed during the conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;latest update, the police retained 900 people from the protest because they are simply to violent i think, i didnt really catch that. and 41 people got hurt during the protest today, 5 of which are from the police force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeahh, i wonder what those people would do tmr. ohwells. im still gonna enjoy myself tmr anyways, cause im gonna have dinner with my relatives and im gonna see my cute little baby cousin! ((:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th dec,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the police arrested ALOT of the people who were protesting. they protested until like 3 am and the police went to arrest them for gathering illegally. which leads me to think, is protest really a smart and effective way to show what you want? it's not like the police and the government's taking much notice. i mean, sure, they realise that you're on a protest. but they still dont do anything about the issue, so what's the point. and i couldnt get it figured out. what really is a democratic government? seriously, people want all the freedom and all to decide the government and everything, but they still dont end up happy about it do they? the grass is always greener on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i was watching this stupid thing on tv, and the guy said this &lt;em&gt;"dont leave your bags and belongings on the chair, because it will get nicked and it's not fair"&lt;/em&gt; so retarded lahh! and he said let that irritating statement remind us to look after our things. ohyeah, it's irritating alright, but it's only irritating me, but not reminding me anything. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, svc was so cool today!! man, i wish i was there.. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you, i love you, i love you&lt;br /&gt;and my heart will follow wholly after You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o come, all ye faithful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;o come, all ye faithful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;joyful and triumphant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;o come ye, o come ye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to bethelehem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come and behold Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;born the King of angels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;o come, let us adore Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;o come, let us adore Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;o come, let us adore Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christ the Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sing, choirs of angels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sing in exultation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sing, all ye citizens of heaven above&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;glory to God all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;glory in the highest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113487917161090584?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113487917161090584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113487917161090584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113487917161090584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113487917161090584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/17th-dec-wto-conference-is-still-on.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113470336727979189</id><published>2005-12-16T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T11:24:35.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMAZING GRACE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;amazing grace, how sweet the sound&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that saved a wretch like me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i once was lost but now am found&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;was blind but now i see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'twas grace that taught my heart to fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and grace my fears relived&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how precious did that grace appear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the hour i first believed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though many dangers, toils and snares&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have already come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'tis grace hath brought me safe thus far&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and grace will lead me home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when we've been there ten thousand years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bright shinning as the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we've no less days to sing God's praise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;than when we'd first begun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant sleep yst night, so i stayed until ard 2.40 to draft this post…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, many of us might have experienced the loss of someone close to you, perhaps a close friend or even your relatives. but how do we handle our grief? let us refer to the Bible ((:&lt;br /&gt;when we experience deep pain, we often try to keep God at an arm's distance. not job. job took his case to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;job13:3&lt;/strong&gt; "but i would speak to the Almighty, and i desire to reason with God."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take your case to God, too. speak with Him. dont let your pain keep you away from the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;pain also provides a new perspective on life and can actually turn our focus from ourselves to God. when this happens, God helps us grow. it's not an easy process, but God promises to walk through the pain with us. though moses suffered countless problems, psalm 90 records moses' request that God remind im of God's unfailing love. moses wanted to remember God even in difficult times. moses provides us with a Christ like perspective on pain and suffering: with Christ in our lives, we can have joy even in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;psalm 90:14-15&lt;/strong&gt; "oh, satisfy us early with Your mercy, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days! make us glad according to the days in which You have afflicted us, the years in which we have seen evil."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe out of every experience that God puts us through, there’s bound to be sth for us to learn out of it… so instead of focusing on our loss, why not focus our energy in learning what God wants us to learn out of this experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is hope even in the middle of pain. God's word is filled with promises guaranteeing His presence in tough situations. in isaiah 40, God promises to give strength to the tired and weak. God knows that young people grow tired and weary He waits to help people who put their trust in Him. God promises that those who hope in Him will find new strength. you can apply these promises of God by trusting Him during a painful experience. God wants to renew your strength and give you His strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isa40:29-31&lt;/strong&gt; "He gives power to the weak, and to those who have no might He increases strength.even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall,but those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might then think, "why would God allow this to happen? where is God in all of this?" death pulls our doubts of God's presence and goodness to the surface. grief has a powerful impact on our relationship with God. psalm 42 paints a picture of a person in mourning. God seems distant, impartial, and absent in the writer's pain. as the writer pours out emotions to God, we are taught to come to God with our questions and pain. God can handle anything we throw at him: even the fear, anger, and confusion that accompany death. read psalm 42 and discover the importance of being honest with God when you're hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might also have wondered where God is when you lose someone you love. many have wondered about this when they face death and loss. death has a way of grabbing our attention. yet psalm 23 says God doesnt want us to fear death's shadow lurks. we can receive our Father's comfort because He is present in our pain, doubt, and fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;psalm 23:4&lt;/strong&gt; "yea, though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil; for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;death always leaves a bitter, harsh sting. paul tells us in 1cor15 that death will not always be around because Christ defeated death. because we have hope through Christ, death is powerless over us. though it may seem that death wins, the sting of death will one day be taken away forever by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 corinthians 15:54-55&lt;/strong&gt; "so when this corruptible has put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written: "death is swallowed up in victory."o death, where is your sting?o hades, where is your victory?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, instead of being upset about the loss of someone special, we should look on the bright side! that death is powerless over us ((: and remember, the sting of death will one day be taken away FOREVER by God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although you may feel super sad that he’s gone, but think about it this way: he’s away from the pain and suffering of old age and disease, and he’s back home with Jesus, waiting for us to join him! i bet you my new puma shoes that he’s having a heck of a great time living in his BIG mansion which God has prepared for him in heaven, and driving along those streets of gold in the brand new mercedes that’s given to him! ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, while you’re in the process of the burial and everything, stay strong for you and your family, and remember this fact: that he has left this broken down world and left for one that is perfect, of which is soaked with God’s presence… and know that i’ll always ALWAYS be here for you, and you can count on that (((: really sorry that I cant be there for you physically, but know that im here, keeping you and your family in my prayers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;`to my other readers, if this post doesn’t make sense to you, im sorry, because it’s not meant to. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOUT TO THE LORD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my Jesus, my Savior&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord there is none like You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all of my days i want to praise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the wonders of Your mighty love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my comfort, my shelter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tower of refuge and strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let every breath, all that i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never cease to worship You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shout to the Lord, all the earth let&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;us sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;power and majesty, praise to the King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mountains bow down, and the seas will roar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the sound of Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i sing for joy at the work of Your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;forever i'll love You, forever i'll stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing compares to the promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have in You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113470336727979189?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113470336727979189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113470336727979189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113470336727979189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113470336727979189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/amazing-grace-amazing-grace-how-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113464452078121705</id><published>2005-12-15T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T19:02:00.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayy!! i went shopping todayy, but i didnt get to buy much! hahh. but it's okayy, since i only had ard 3 hours to shop. hahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a pair of puma shoes and two tops ((: one from mango, and another from colour eighteen, some nice hk brand. lalalals. i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; spending moneyy. lets see. in total, i spent 439+199+119=757! which is... ard 163SGD. retail therapy! hahh im going shopping tmr with my cousins ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me show you my new pair of puma shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice?! hahh of course! and it's in my new fav colour-purple! lalalls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113464452078121705?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113464452078121705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113464452078121705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113464452078121705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113464452078121705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/yayy-i-went-shopping-todayy-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113462012123324811</id><published>2005-12-15T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T12:15:21.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what do you need when you're stressed and tired? firstly, you need to pray and seek God, then you have a nice cup of tea and a longggggg soak in the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh! that's exactly what i did yesterday, and i came out of the bathroom totally refreshed! minus the wrinkly skin, i felt GREAT. too bad they dont have tubs in singapore... not in hdb anyways ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going shopping later, then on friday im going shopping with my cousin who came back yst from england! everything's going well and im happy! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113462012123324811?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113462012123324811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113462012123324811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113462012123324811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113462012123324811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-do-you-need-when-youre-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113453626882971674</id><published>2005-12-14T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T12:57:48.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;was just doing this cause i was bored, and this is quite true! hahh. it might be hard to believe for some people, but i keep to myself alot ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have a Melancholic Temperament&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/melancholic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introspective and reflective, you think about everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;You are a soft-hearted daydreamer. You long for your ideal life.&lt;br /&gt;You love silence and solitude. Everyday life is usually too chaotic for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given enough time alone, it's easy for you to find inner peace.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be spiritual, having found your own meaning of life.&lt;br /&gt;Wise and patient, you can help people through difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you brood and sulk. Your negative thoughts can trap you.&lt;br /&gt;You are reserved and withdrawn. This makes it hard to connect to others.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to over think small things, making decisions difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113453626882971674?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113453626882971674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113453626882971674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113453626882971674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113453626882971674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/was-just-doing-this-cause-i-was-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113453309167603862</id><published>2005-12-14T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T12:04:51.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahHAHAH. i woke up 20 minutes ago. yes, at 11.30. my dad's gonna kill me if he finds out, but i shall just keep my mouth shut. ohwells, i feel like such a good girl ((: after brushing my teeth and everything, i went to do my chores! hahh. boil water and wash clothes. no big deal lahh, but i've never done those before this hols! hahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, i cant go out shopping today again, cause of the stupid WTO meeting that's supposedly dangerous. i dont think it's dangerous unless you go near the place where they protest. and all they did yesterday was.. jumping into the sea, trying to swim to the place where they are having the conference, burning the props for the protest and having a minor fight with the police. quite alright lahh, alot more 'peaceful' than i thought it would be. but we shall see. this whole thing ends on saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh, anyways, since i've dont my chores, i shall reward myself with a nice longggg bubble bath later. hhahah! too bad for those of you in singapore who DONT HAVE TUBS AT HOME. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113453309167603862?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113453309167603862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113453309167603862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113453309167603862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113453309167603862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/hahahhahah.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113438858795552329</id><published>2005-12-12T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T19:56:27.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PART FOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the darlings of disney..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/parade%20with%20minnie%20and%20mickey.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;minnie and mickey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/parade%20with%20donald%21.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;dear donald! ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yuppps, theres alot more pictures of the parade, but i cant be bothered to post it here! hahh. enough about the parade. we also went to watch the festival of the lion king. it was awesome. and everyone in that show can sing really well!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/festival%20of%20the%20lion%20king%20%20-%20simba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's simba all grown up! and the giraffe! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/festival%20of%20the%20lion%20king%20-%20giraffe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh my goshhhh giraffes are so HOT!!! anyways, it was a great show... ohhhHHH. speaking of shows, we went to watch the 3D one..the Mickey's PhilharMagic. it's really cool cause the characters in the show looks like it is flying towards you. yeahh! and the part where donald got splashed with water..droplets of water was sprinkled at us too! yeahh, it was cool ((: yeahh, we went to play on the other games too. we took the orbitron, played buzz lightyear astro blaster, mad hatter tea cups, and we took the train.. hahh! yeahh, quite amusing lahh. not much photos on those. we missed out a few thoughh. we didnt play dumbo the flying elephant (it was sth like orbitron), didnt go to the many adventures of winnie the pooh, and the merry-go-round thing! hahhh ohhh, we went to take the river cruise too. at first we didnt wanna take it cause the queue was SO long. so we went to have lunch first (we only had like, a sausage and a bottle of drink respectively) and we went back and the queue was damn short! in fact, there wasnt a queue for the english one. there were three different queues for english, mandarin, and canto respectively. yupps. and the cruise ride was retarded cause the tourguide woman was crazy. she screamed at everything she pointed out. like... "this elephant's gonna squirt water on us. AHAHHHHHHH!!" and like "this hippo is very bad, always want to bum onto my boat. AHHHAHHH! here it comes!" yeahh, i was totally NOT amused. -_____- there was a giraffe though! at the river banks.. hahh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/giraffe%27s%20are%20so%20HOT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;giraffes are SO HOT. hmm. ohhh! there was this 'volcano' thing along the ride too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/%27volcano%274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually they dont look like volcanos. they just look like rocks on fire. hahh!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/%27volcano%275.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;along the cruise ride, the tourguide pointed out to us that there are monkeys, there werent monkeys literally. but she said that those who wave back are monkeys. so she waved at the people at the place where they take the raft to tarzan's treehouse, and they waved back. and the stupid tourguide turned back to us and said, "see, monkeys." super lame lahh! it's even worse than dwayne and everyone else in church. -____- oh yeahh, after that we went to take the raft to tarzan's treehouse. hahh! quite fun. and i have limited pictures of tarzan's treehouse cause i was SO stupid, i didnt know how to turn on the flash UNTIL we're like, done with tarzan.. -________- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahh, after that we went to watch the fireworks and it is just AWESOME. seriously, im so proud of hk. hahhHAHAH. the fireworks are so much nicer than ndp kayy.. here's the proof. hahh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/firework6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/firework11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/firework23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yupps! ohhh, did i mention that i wore a GIRAFFE shirt that day? im just so in love with giraffes. hahah! they are SO HOT! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/three%20of%20us%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;there. see my giraffe?! hahahHAHAHA OHH, we had SO MUCH FUN in the souvenier shops. hahh!here are some random pictures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/poohbag%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/hahh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/mr%20potato%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;princesses! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/princesses%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;minnie ears! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/minnie%20ears2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;oh, jingxuan, i promised to take pictures of the princesses for you. i kinda did it... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/princess%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/princesses%20on%20a%20box%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;imagine what mr sas would say to this signpost. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/this%20is%20illogical.%20-mr%20sas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahHAHAAH YUPP. THAT'S ABOUT IT! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/thankyou%20for%20visiting%21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more pictures, click &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/c177/screechychalk/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113438858795552329?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113438858795552329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113438858795552329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113438858795552329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113438858795552329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/part-four-darlings-of-disney.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113438464046017653</id><published>2005-12-12T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T18:50:40.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PART THREE&lt;/span&gt; - the parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh ohhh, we went to watch the parade. DISNEY ON PARADE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/DISNEY%20ON%20PARADE%21%21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/under%20the%20sea....jpg" border="0" /&gt;hahh that's the mermaid entourage &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/starfish%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and mr/miss starfish! hahh. he/she's so cuteee &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/toystoryy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;((: TOYSTORYY!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/buzzlightyear%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and here's mr buzz lightyear ((: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/toysoldiers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the toy soldiers from toy story! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/snow%20white%20and%20the%20seven%20dwarves%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;snow white and the seven dwarves! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/dwarve%21s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the dwarves((: there's still alice in the wonderland, but i dunno where the photos of that went.ohh! and here's a huge mickeyy &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/parade1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113438464046017653?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113438464046017653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113438464046017653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113438464046017653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113438464046017653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/part-three-parade-hahh-ohhh-we-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113437061328892792</id><published>2005-12-12T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T14:56:53.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PART TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i met up with bucket and sam and their two band friends and we started walking ard, and we went to space mountain, which is supposedly the most thrilling ride in the whole theme park. but it was quite dumb lahh, no kick at all, but i was fun anyways, cause we got quite amused out of it. lucky we went there first thing in the morning too, cause in the afternoon there was such a LONNNGGG queue. hahh! even though space mountain is one of the five fast pass stations. in hk disneyland, there's five fastpass station where you can get a fast pass. it ensures that you'll get a seat in the respective stations, but you still have to queue up a little, though it's not as much as without the fast pass. yeahhh. here's one of the fast pass machines at the astro blasters place.. buzzlightyear! hahh. the fastpass machine is darn cute kayy. that's sam with the fastpass machine and bucket in the background ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/fastpass%20machine%20in%20astroblasters%21.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh! hahh. okayy, after space mountain, we went to watch the golden mickey show. it was quite nice, really. although the mceee's canto is way off, her voice is good! i mean, yeahh, it's rather good when she sings. hahh, just quite turned off when she speaks canto cause it's quite.. mainland china-ish. not that im like, looking down on them or anything, it's just annoying. yupps. so basically, the show's focus is on mickey, but they introduced all the disney films. and they have double-castings! quite like top girls, but the 'actors' protray more than one character! hahh. and i esp LOVE sebastian the crab from little mermaid. it's called sebastian right? think so. he's cute. and he stopped right in front of us to let us take a picture! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/i%20lovee%20the%20crab..0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here's the picture of the cast for the golden mickey show. donald is SO CUTE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/the%20cast2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh. i cant really remember the sequence of where we went, so i'll just anyhow la yeahh. we only got to take pictures with minnie mouse and donald duck because we were to lazy to go queue up for the rest and there werent enough time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/minnie%20mouse%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's us with minnie. her ears are damn big! keep banging my head -________- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and donald! he's so cute. hahhh. here's a picture i took of him and this other guy when we were queuing up to take a photo with him. he REFUSES to let anyone touch his mouth/beak/whatever. he was trying to push the guy away! after that he went to hug the pillar, but i didnt manage to take that picture! arghh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/donald%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, and here's the picture of us with donald. he kept bumming his butt towards us! and all of us hit him on his ass, but somehow, he thought that it's all by me! so he turned ard and wagged his fingers at me.. hahh! and after we're done with the pictures, he wouldnt let me go! hahh. and he tried to hit my ass back, which was unsuccessful cause i ran away from him. but he's so cute!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/taaa-dahhhh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm. what else? ohh, i took a picture of snow white and cinderella! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/snow%20white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/cinderella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hahh. there, they are quite pretty yes?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;more later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113437061328892792?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113437061328892792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113437061328892792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113437061328892792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113437061328892792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/part-two-anyways-i-met-up-with-bucket.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113436968010392566</id><published>2005-12-12T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T14:41:20.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PART ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disneyland was GREAT!!! it was really beautiful and everything.. and i took quite alot of photos. hahh. and i was so stupid!!! i didnt know what to turn on the flash when we were at tarzan's treehouse and that is where i needed the flash the most! cause when we went there it was dark alr, and the lights were dim! and guess what? stupid me realised how to turn on the flash thing thing AFTER we're done with tarzan. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, i had a GREAT time in disneyland. i took like 300 over photos... all in one day! hahh. im now quite addicted to taking photos. ((:&lt;br /&gt;i shall give a brief review of what's in disneyland...and what i did while i was there! ((:&lt;br /&gt;hahh. i took the train to disneyland, and i have to change train, somewhat like 'disneyland express'. and the windows are so cute! and the handles too ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/mtr%20sign.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/this%20wayyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/handles.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/train%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113436968010392566?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113436968010392566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113436968010392566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113436968010392566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113436968010392566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/part-one-disneyland-was-great-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113423353128553450</id><published>2005-12-11T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T00:52:11.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEEEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went disneyland today, and it was GREAT! seriously, althought it was small and the rides are like totally no kick, i had a &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt; time there! and the fireworks are just &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;!!! but anyways, im dead tired, so i'll blog about this again. i just can resist but to come online and upload this two photos... (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="78" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0023.0.jpg" width="75" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;since there arent princesses in real life, we decided to be one for five minutes! sam's not a princess though, she's a fairy. she's got wings. hah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/CIMG0051.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about mixed meanings. if mr sas was there, he would have said that it is &lt;em&gt;illogical.&lt;/em&gt; hahh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113423353128553450?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113423353128553450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113423353128553450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113423353128553450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113423353128553450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/wheeeeeeeeee-went-disneyland-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113412038243752556</id><published>2005-12-09T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T19:17:31.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so much have happened for the past few weeks, which really makes me appreciate the people around me. not just my immediate family, but also all my friends ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that im on better terms with my family, it allows me room to breathe, once again, and be the person that i really am, instead of someone whom they expect me to be. yeahh, that's a great feeling. but now that i am free to be myself, i start to reflect and i realised that i havent been treasuring and loving my friends as much as they deserve! till now, i admit that i've not done the best that i can in being a good friend. but at least i realise it now and im gonna do sth about it! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are given to us by God, to share life's ups and downs, to be there to share the joy and split the burden. and im just gonna three of my friends here, but i must clarify that i treasure &lt;strong&gt;every single one&lt;/strong&gt; of you guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i've only got to know you guys this year, i feel that we've alr been through alot together and i know that our friendship's gonna withstand the testing of time.. i'm so thankful to call you guys as my friends and thankful for the fact that i know you'll always be there for me! hahh. i enjoy every single moment i spent with you guys, and dont forget our turkey dinner! hahh. my kids next time shall call you three &lt;strong&gt;uncle abel&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; auntie xueling &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;uncle jianheng&lt;/strong&gt;! hahh. love you guys lahh ((: so glad that we ended up in the same class in mi! cheers to the years of friendship ahead of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/cheuk%20jianheng%20abel.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;miss cheukying, mr jianheng and &lt;strong&gt;uncle&lt;/strong&gt; abel!! hahahHAHAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="88" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/me%20xueling%20abel.2.jpg" width="87" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss cheukying, miss xueling and &lt;strong&gt;uncle&lt;/strong&gt; abel!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;: abel : im &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; being mean kayy, just realistic. haha! okayy, love you lahh hahahHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i ripped this from my friend's blog:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Boy At A Big Piano&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing to encourage her young son's progress on the piano, a mother took her boy to a Paderewski concert. After they were seated, the mother spotted a friend in the audience and walked down the aisle to greet her.Seizing the opportunity to explore the wonders of the concert hall, the little boy rose and eventually explored his way through a door marked "NO ADMITTANCE." When the house lights dimmed and the concert was about to begin, the mother returned to her seat and discovered that the child was missing.Suddenly, the curtains parted and spotlights focused on the impressive Steinway on stage. In horror, the mother saw her little boy sitting at the keyboard, innocently picking out "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star."At that moment, the great piano master made his entrance, quickly moved to the piano, and whispered in the boy's ear, "Don't quit. Keep playing." Then leaning over, Paderewski reached down with his lefthand and began filling in a bass part. Soon his right arm reached around to the other side of the child and he added a running obbligato. Together, the old master and the young novice transformed a frightening situation into a wonderfully creative experience. The audience was mesmerized.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's the way it is in life. What we can accomplish on our own is hardly noteworthy. We try our best, but the results aren't exactly graceful flowing music. But when we trust in the hands of a Greater Power, our life's work truly can be beautiful.The next time you set out to accomplish great feats, listen carefully. You can hear the voice of the Master, whispering in your ear, "Don't quit. Keep playing."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113412038243752556?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113412038243752556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113412038243752556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113412038243752556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113412038243752556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-much-have-happened-for-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113403609090302299</id><published>2005-12-08T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T19:17:54.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is like the third post for today, but i dont care. im like completely and utterly disgusted at how degraded our world is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just reading online about crimes and all, and my attention was drawn upon rapists. these men are DISGUSTING. i mean, seriously, if you cant control your sexual appetite and your lusts, go find a freaking prostitute lahh. im &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; promoting this, but im just disgusted at the fact that men forces themselves on women when there is an abundance of willing prostitutes ard who would provide them with sexual release if they are paid. im not promoting pre-marital sex nor am i promoting adultery or whatever shit. im just totally disgusted when i read about these crimes. and these rapists, they dont just stop at one. they just keeps attacking more and more women, and innocent victims are being molested and sexually assulted just because these men cant control themselves. and this is what i've found on the website of america's most wanted: "&lt;em&gt;If there's one thing authorities know about serial rapists, it's that they usually don't stop until incarceration or death forces them&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and adding on to these repulsive acts, some men even rape children. even those who are as young as ten years old. and normally these children are raped by people they trust. their father, step-father, uncles, people they &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;trust&lt;/strong&gt;. how can a child grow up to be normal and unaffected when their childhood is marred by this? im appalled with how these people can even think of harming innocent children. it is just plain &lt;strong&gt;disgusting&lt;/strong&gt;. especially if a father rapes his own daughters. he's supposed to be providing the child with a safe and warm place where she can call home, where she can go to and hide from the imperfect world that we live in. however, they abuse their freaking authority and creates a &lt;em&gt;living hell&lt;/em&gt; for these children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine how alone and afraid these children feels whenever these happens. i cant imagine how they can cope with life with these dark secrets. i can, however, imagine how affected they will be psychologically and emotionally. if they dont receive professional psychiatrist treatment, they might never live a normal life without the fear of being victimized again. they might never build a family, never socialise with men, or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember how much i used to wanna be a cop when i was young, because i wanted to track down all the bad guys so that we'll have a nice and orderly world to live in. but now? i wanna be a psychologist and help people who suffered from sexual crimes to deal with their horrendous experience. i wanna help these people to attempt to live a life that is denied to them when they were sexually abused. &lt;em&gt;i wanna make a difference. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113403609090302299?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113403609090302299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113403609090302299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113403609090302299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113403609090302299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-like-third-post-for-today-but.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113402747091027109</id><published>2005-12-08T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T15:39:34.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hah, the cockroach scare is over, and i learnt the art of washing clothes today! just wonderful. my mum's turning me into a good housewife. hahh. anyways, i saw this on friendster and it's hilarious. at least to me it is. hahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to tell a guy its OVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear ________,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;         I regret to inform you that you have been eliminated from further contention as Mr Right. As you are probably aware, the competition was exceedingly tough and dozens of well-qualified candidates such as yourself also failed to make the final cut. I will, however, keep your name on file should an opening become available. So that you may find better success in your future romantic endeavours, please allow me to offer the following reason(s) you were disqualified from the competition.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tick those that apply...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;___Your last name is objectionable. I can't imagine taking it, hyphenating it, or subjecting my children to it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;___Your first name is objectionable. It's just not something I can picture myself yelling out in a fit of passion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;___The fact that our dining experiences to date has left MY wallet a little lighter, and YOUR pants a little tighter!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;___You failed the 20 Question Rule, i.e., I asked you 20 questions about yourself before you asked me more than one about myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;___Your constant e-mailing shows me you have TOO much time on your hands!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;___Your legs are skinnier than mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;___You're too short. Any son that we produced would inevitably be beaten up repeatedly at recess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;__I find your inability to fix my car extraordinarily unappealing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;__The phrase "My Mother" has popped up far too often in conversation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;___You still live with your parents.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;__Although I do enjoy the X-Files, I find your wardrobe of Alien uniforms a little disconcerting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;___Your frequent references to your ex-girlfriend lead me to suspect that you are some sort of psychotic stalker.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;___Your ability to belch the alphabet is not a trait that I am seeking in a long-term partner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;___Your height is out of proportion to your weight. If you should however, happen to gain the necessary 17 vertical inches, please resubmit your application.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;___I am out of your league, set your sights lower next time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_____________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. retarded right?! yeahh, hahh. okay, back to housework now! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113402747091027109?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113402747091027109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113402747091027109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113402747091027109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113402747091027109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/hah-cockroach-scare-is-over-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113401321743605072</id><published>2005-12-08T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T11:40:17.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehh. i woke up at ard 10.30 today, and when i opened my room door, this HUGE, GIGANTIC COCKROACH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazingly, i didnt freak out. i was quite calm actually, because i thought that the cockroach was dead. but it wasnt. i went to get the broom and the dustpan and everything, so i attempted to sweep it, but the legs started moving!! hahh. but anyways, i decided to drown the cockroach so i flushed it down the toilet bowl, and i slammed the cover thing down.. now, i dont dare to flip it open and use the toilet because im scared that the cockroach will fly out!!! every house needs a man. seriously, if not who will do all the dirty work?! hahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to what i've been thinking about for a long long time. how do you know whether you really love someone? i mean, is it because of how nice that person is to you? that cant be a very accurate judgement since anyone can be nice if they want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once thought that if you love someone, you would do anything and everything for that person to make him/her happy. but is that love or absurdity? i seriously dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me, how do you know whether you love someone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, but one thing i know, is that no one can live without love. it's funny, because those who swear to heaven, or to dunno what crap that they dont want love and dont need love, are actually the ones who craves for love the most. the ones that actually want to be loved, but yet are too timid and fearful of looking for their true love in fear for rejection. how would you experience love unless you take that risk to love someone? ohwells. i shall stop here, cant put my thoughts down into words and sentences which people might actually understand ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna spend the rest of my life loving you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113401321743605072?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113401321743605072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113401321743605072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113401321743605072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113401321743605072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/hehh.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113380312197758898</id><published>2005-12-06T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T01:18:41.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehh, im like, super happy now ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this joy...this euphoria is &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;/strong&gt; to burst out of me. BUT &lt;em&gt;(there's always a but)&lt;/em&gt; it's early in the morning and i cant afford to wake anyone up because unlike me, EVERYONE has to work and go to school tmr. not just talking about people in my own house but also the neighbouring houses. &lt;em&gt;i know how &lt;strong&gt;loud &lt;/strong&gt;i can get.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh, i just realised how small, insignificant little things can get me really really happy. to other people it might seem like a coincedence. but to me, this is downright cool and somehow, i just feel so happy cause this is like, meant to be. hahh. sorry im ranting about sth you dont understand here, but i aint gonna explain. im just &lt;strong&gt;really happy&lt;/strong&gt; ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the things that the older generation always say, things that doesnt make sense? i realised today, that some of them, though not scientifically proven, makes perfect sense. or rather, it makes sense to the individual. do you understand what im trying to say? i doubt it. but like what dear michelle says, nth coming out of my mouth makes sense. so that's that. but a few of those sayings do make sense to me! at least for now.. hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`&lt;em&gt;love was made for you and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113380312197758898?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113380312197758898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113380312197758898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113380312197758898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113380312197758898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/hehh-im-like-super-happy-now-this-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113377492646014744</id><published>2005-12-05T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T17:28:46.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;arghh. my dad is SO annoying. seriously.. this morning, i wanted to wash my hair and he was like "dont wash lahh. tonight then wash. always take so long. everytime you wash your hair and dry it you'll take one hour. and yesterday you didnt even do anything. you go and do your work now!" like hello?! firstly, i DONT take one hourjust to wash my hair and dry it. secondly, i was ironing his freaking clothes yst lahh! like whatever, he doest realise how many shirts and pants he has mann. and ironing is not easy kayy, i took one WHOLE afternoon doing it while i could have used my time doing something more productive, like watching service online or sth. he's such a freaking asshole. whole day ask me to do this and that, wash the dishes, put the clothes in the washing machine/dryer, sweep/mop the floor, pack the house, do EVERYTHING. and what does he do? he just sits ard the house and do nth. ohh, he watches me while i do all the work and he DOESNT EVEN OFFER TO HELP. arghhh. that lazy ass. and he HAS to take work off today so that he can "keep me company". thanks alot, but i dont appreciate it. ARGHHH. like doing housework is not hard enough, he forces me to do maths after that. like hello?! he totally treats me like a slave mann. whenever i come home, i feel like a slave. esp so this hols. all i do now is work, work and more work. this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i should go on a "protest" and demand "full democracy" in my house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;arghh. it's just so frustrating when you have someone in your house whose character is so similiar to yours, so stubborn and everything. it sucks. it really does. and i cant stand how my dad can act so differently when he's in front of other people! i meann, he get's all nice, friendly and humourous when there's other people around. but when he's only with me and my mum, he gets all nasty and crazy.. esp when im alone with him. i think my dad's turning psycho. my mum and i secretly agreed that my dad should see a doctor or pyschologist. he is DAMN weird i tell you. and coming from me, it's quite serious, cause i AM weird. hahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohwells, minus the parts about my irriating father, i still had a relatively good time todayy. had dimsum (again) though this time i had it with my dad and my friend's mum.. hahh. i love the company ((: but i wish... nvm. im gonna have steamboat tonight! cause the weather's getting cold.. hehh. think it's dropping to 12 degrees either tonight or tmr. so it's gonna be great! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hehh. 25 days till i come back! &lt;em&gt;i cant wait.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113377492646014744?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113377492646014744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113377492646014744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113377492646014744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113377492646014744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/arghh.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113369816964428255</id><published>2005-12-04T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T20:09:29.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh. i finally realise what the people are protesting for. today, the people of hongkong went on a protest rally, where they walked from their starting point (still dont know where that is) all the way to the government building. they started at ard 3, and the first batch of protesters reached the government building at ard 5.10... watched the news, and they showed clips of people protesting, even ex-government officials went on the protest, and the sight of all the people protesting was like, awesome. hah! in the sense that everyone just gathered together to fight for the future of hongkong.. according to the news, more than &lt;em&gt;250 000 people&lt;/em&gt; went on the protest. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;two hundred and fify thousand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. oh yes, i forgot to mention what this protest is about. one of the banners those protesters were carrying was "&lt;strong&gt;HONG KONG DESERVES FULL DEMOCRACY&lt;/strong&gt;". yeahh, that's pretty cool, that the people of hongkong are gathering together to fight for the rights for their children and the future generations..yeahh, my aunt, uncle and cousin's at the rally now. hahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, speaking about that, my dad DIDNT GO FOR THE RALLY. my goodness, he sounded to "patriotic" and "righteous" when he said that we should "take a step in gaining our rights" yesterday, he nearly got me convinced that he really wants democracy. but guess what? he stayed at home cause he wanted to "spend more time with me". oh yes, i get that he loves me and all, but hello?! he doesnt have to stick to me all day long. besides, he wasnt even spending time with me. oh yeahh, he's in the house alright. but he was in the room fixing his computer and i was there, all afternoon, ironing his winter clothes. oh yeahh, being the ultimate filial daughter. i bet my parents are trying to make me a model housewife, making me wash the dishes, iron the clothes, sweep and mop the floor. i wont be surprised if they start making me cook for them -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but back to the point. i just cant stand it when he wants to stick ard with me all the time. i mean, im just not used to having my dad around me all the time. the five years i've spent studying in singapore has made me one independent person and i value my freedom, not to mention my privacy. i mean.. which father would just walk into their 17-year old daughter's room without even knowing or announcing the fact that he's gonna walk in? seriously.. and he just loves walking in at moments when im changing, or im in really intense conversations whether on the phone or on msn. i mean, he just &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; to interrupt so rudely. well, at least my room's big enough to hide at those awkward moments, giving me enough time to scream at him to get out of my room. i love my dad and everything, but he just doesnt understand that i've grown up and im not longer that little girl with the pigtail wanting hugs from him every 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, enough of that. back to the protest. so anyways, the people of hongkong were doing the protest to fight for their rights to have full democracy, and evidently the hongkong government aint doing anything. apparently they are waiting outside the government building waiting for the special administrator to come out and accept all those signatures indicating that they want full democracy. apparently each one of them signed on a note and put it in an envelope and they collected all of the envelopes in a bag and they are hoping that our dear special administrator to come out to receive it from them. like he actually dares to come out and confront the situation. but that's besides the point. i still have respect for that man, for his courage to take up that post after the absolute failure of the first one. i respect the first one too, for being such an &lt;strike&gt;idiot&lt;/strike&gt;, i mean, for being so daring to take up the second term to serve hongkong when everyone was screaming for his downfall. too bad he was "overthrown". ohwells. politics really gives people a headache. rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, i just got reminded that our current special administrator, donald tsang, is a christian! or a catholic. hahh. i dunno which, but he went to church this morning alright. the reporters were outside this church waiting for him to comment on the protest that went on this afternoon, of which he didnt. but the main point is, he went to church! hahh, but they didnt specify whether it was catholic or protestant. ohwells,although many hongkongers are not happy at how mr tsang's running hongkong, he's at least alot better than his predecessor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, even with all this political crap that's happening, i still believe, my &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; my heart, that revival's gonna breakforth in hongkong very soon. ohh, i love hongkong.and i &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; that God's gonna keep His promise. the city of hongkong's gonna see the light &lt;em&gt;soon. &lt;strong&gt;very soon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113369816964428255?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113369816964428255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113369816964428255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113369816964428255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113369816964428255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113362709869627194</id><published>2005-12-04T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T00:24:58.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my cousin is SO adorable. my goodness, she's just SO FRIGGIN' CUTE. hahh! i was just holding her in my arms, talking softly to her, and she smiled!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh, im like going crazy...over my baby cousin! hahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, there's gonna be this protest thing going on tmr. of which supposedly ALOT of hongkongers will take part in. my dad, being oh-so-'patriotic', is gonna take part in the protest. &lt;em&gt;[patriotic aint exactly the correct word cause hk's not a country, hahh. it's part of china. yes, im admitting it]&lt;/em&gt; anyways, that's not the point. the point is, my dad also wants me to go for the protest! i'm like totally NOT interested. i dont even know what's going on, so why would i wanna &lt;em&gt;[quote] "take a big step in gaining our rights"? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, there have been protests every year ever since the handover back to china. it's more like a tradition now, to have protests whenever the government tries to pull another law or act over the lives of my dear fellow hkers. oh yes, these decisions the government make do affect me to a certain extent, but i dont know, neither do i bother to find out, the full extent of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeahh, if you ask me, the hk government is making one BIG mistake in having the WTO meeting held here in hk. they're damn dumb lahh. from the news, they said that alot of protesters from overseas are gonna come and protest. THAT, is the real problem. these protesters are like, crazy. they attack the police, shops, and everything. and due to their stupid decision in making hongkong the host of the WTO meeting, schools ard the meeting area have to remain closed for those few days, american/european companies have to take drastic measures in ensuring their workers' safety. many hongkongers[including my extended family], have decided not to drive our cars out and try to stay at home during those few days. AND the government has to use the tax payers' money to fund this meeting. we're not talking about mere thousands. we're talking about billions of dollars. and there are still so many people in hk living in poverty. how about that? seriously, the hongkong government have to make really wise decisions from now on, if not the future of hongkong is in the hands of people who only look at short term benefits of our city, but neglects the long term harm it forces upon our land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what happened to the hongkong that was prospering and thriving?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113362709869627194?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113362709869627194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113362709869627194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113362709869627194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113362709869627194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-cousin-is-so-adorable.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113358337571267525</id><published>2005-12-03T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T12:16:15.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love is in the air! hahh. as far as you're concerned, this post is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; directed to anyone specifically (((: i love &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna grow old with you // adam sandler&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna make you smile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whenever you're sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;carry you around when your arthritis is bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all I wanna do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is grow old with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll get you medicine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when your tummy aches.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;build you a fire if the furnace breaks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it would be so nice,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;growin' old with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll miss you, kiss you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;give you my coat when you are cold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;need you, feed you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll even let you hold the remote control&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;put you to bed when you've had too much to drink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh I could be the man, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who grows old with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna grow old with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113358337571267525?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113358337571267525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113358337571267525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113358337571267525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113358337571267525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-is-in-air-hahh.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113357738643754841</id><published>2005-12-03T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T10:36:26.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAYY JOANNA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh, love you lah girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im happy again. not because everything is back to normal, but because i know God's in control. ((: anyways, i &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we are the reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as little children&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we would dream of christmas morn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all the gifts and toys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we knew we'd find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but we never realized&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a baby born one blessed night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;give us the greatest gift&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we were the reason that He gave His life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we were the reason that He suffered and died&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to a world that was lost He gave all He could give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to show us the reason to live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as the years went by we learn more about gifts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;giving of ourselves and what that means&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on a dark and cloudy day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a Man hung crying in the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because of love, because of love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've finally found a reason for living&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's in giving every part of my heart to Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in all that i do every word that i say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be giving my all just for Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for Him...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113357738643754841?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113357738643754841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113357738643754841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113357738643754841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113357738643754841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthdayy-joanna-hahh-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113353914636382675</id><published>2005-12-02T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:59:06.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gonna go see my new cousin tmr, so that's gonna be great ((: cant wait to hold her in my arms again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the hyperness that i felt the past few days is wearing off, and im getting downright melancholic. this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh. i feel like my brain's gonna explode with all the things that's running through it. i mean, sometimes, you just cant help but to think about what you did in the past. all the stuff that you thought you've already let go of. all the past hurts, disappointments, failures, mistakes just start gushing into your head like there's no tomorrow. and it just have to come back at moments like this, when you think life is good in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so desperately dry and hopeless with all these thoughts in my head and it  &lt;strong&gt;just. wont. go. away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these just sets me thinking, im so unworthy of His love and devotion. with all these sins and mistakes i've made, yes, i know Jesus has came and taken all these away. but it's just this doubt, and... okay. i shall not go on. im turning narcissistic! -__- all i say and think now is 'i', 'me' and 'myself'. i hate it when im like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113353914636382675?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113353914636382675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113353914636382675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113353914636382675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113353914636382675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/gonna-go-see-my-new-cousin-tmr-so.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113350094124827626</id><published>2005-12-02T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T13:22:21.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayy! im happy, cause im going shopping later!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHOPPING!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh. i cant believe that im in hk for ard 2 weeks alr, and all i've bought is food, and lingerie! hahhahahHAHAHH! yeahh, so i'm like super excited cause im gonna go shopping later ((: i can feel the adrenline rush. hehhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: abel : are you getting baptised tmr or not? quickly tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: vanessa : hahH! i counted 20 ppl who can contribute to buy my guitar.. which means, you only have to pay S$5 each only!! ((: ask me for the names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh, since im coming back for good, there's &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; reason why you shall keep me off your christmas list. hahh! thankyou, in advance, for all the christmas gifts that im gonna receive! hehhh ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;christmas aint about the present nor about the food, christmas is all about &lt;strong&gt;Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find me at the cross&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here i stand, forgiven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here i stand holy and righteous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You paid the price&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when You laid down Your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus i surrender all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'll walk with You in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll walk with You in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;find me at the cross,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;down on my knees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you Lord for saving me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hallelujah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hallelujah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hallelujah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;hallelujah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here i stand forgiven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113350094124827626?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113350094124827626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113350094124827626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113350094124827626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113350094124827626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/yayy-im-happy-cause-im-going-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113343042515238359</id><published>2005-12-01T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T17:47:05.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man, i woke up today with a splitting headache and flu.. and my mum practically dragged me out of bed, so that i can buy breakfast for her! so horrible kayy. i felt as though i truck knocked me down or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my headache was so badd, that the moment i stepped back into the house, i went back to bed. but since my mum is soooooooo 'nice', she kept the radio on so freaking loudd, that i could hear everything so clearly. yeahhh, im was super super annoyed with her. and less than half an hour later, she woke me up so that i could go out with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have dim sum with my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, im quite sick of dim sum alr, and i was sick! urghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeahh, the moment my uncle reached the place, the anger and irritatedness directed to my mum disappeared.. hahh` he came with my aunt and my new cousin!! she's just 5 days old, and just got discharged from the hospital. at first i was reluctant to carry her, cause i was eating and i didnt wanna like, drop her or anything. but in the end, i carried her and i was like, &lt;em&gt;man! i want one of this&lt;/em&gt;. hahahhaHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh, i looked down at her, sleeping in my arms, and i thought, woahh.. this is another amazing creation of God! hahh. so halfway through my lunch, i just whispered a simple prayer for my new little cousin. praying that she would find God and follow Him wholeheartedly in her life, and be such a great impact to those ard her and through her, many souls will be saved. looking at her, i felt that she has to much potential to do well! hahh. imagine how mums and dads feel when they are looking at their child.. ohwells, she's gonna go back to china soon, cause her mum's from china, and my uncle has to go back to his company that he set up in china. but she's gonna be down in hk quite often, without any complications cause she's born in hk.. so hurray! i have a new new-born cousin who is so adorably cute and cuddly ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love babies, esp when they are related to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh, she's so cute kayy, makes me wanna have one myself! hahhh.. my mum was laughing at me, and said the time will come when i'll become a mama too! but she said she pities my kids, cause they have such a weird and eccentric mum. ohwells, they are lucky to have me as their mum kayy! right, now im talking as though i already have a bunch of kids. hahh. &lt;em&gt;im just daydreaming. ((:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113343042515238359?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113343042515238359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113343042515238359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113343042515238359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113343042515238359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/12/man-i-woke-up-today-with-splitting.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113334518366091559</id><published>2005-11-30T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T18:14:24.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i must blog about this! hahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was listening to the radio, and it's just a normal station, somewhat like 98.7 where all the youths and all tune in to.. and guess what they were doing?! they were interviewing this pastor from one of the churches in hongkong! and they were just talking about christianity in general and what's the pastor's job and everything.. it's cool! and &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt; of teenagers tune in to this channel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was just online, minding my own business and having fun playing hexic, and all of a sudden, they played one of hillsong's songs! they played light of the world, and i was like, &lt;em&gt;wow, this is awesome&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly believe that there's gonna be a mighty revival in hongkong soon, and it's just &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt; ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Believer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/believer.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe in God and your chosen religion.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're Christian, Muslim, Jewish, or Hindu..&lt;br /&gt;Your convictions are strong and unwavering.&lt;br /&gt;You think your religion is the one true way, for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/"&gt;What's Your Religious Philosophy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, im a believer, and so should you! hahahhHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehh, this makes me one happy girl today ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh! im gonna get a guitar! yayyy. thanks vanessa (: and everyone who's gonna get me my toy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113334518366091559?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113334518366091559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113334518366091559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113334518366091559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113334518366091559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-must-blog-about-this-hahh.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113333526087120536</id><published>2005-11-30T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T15:21:00.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#98fb98;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal enough to know that you're weird...&lt;br /&gt;But too damn weird to do anything about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there you are. i told you people that i'm not THAT weird didnt i? here's the prove. hahhahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;30 more days till i get back! ((:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113333526087120536?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113333526087120536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113333526087120536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113333526087120536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113333526087120536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-are-50-weird-normal-enough-to-know.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113328471882090933</id><published>2005-11-30T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T01:18:38.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look, my hidden talent!! hahh. quite true actually. &lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/waterfall.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to persuade and influence others.&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who can turn a whole room around.&lt;br /&gt;The potential for great leadership is there, as long as you don't abuse it.&lt;br /&gt;Always remember, you have a lot more power over people than you might think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh. and my personality profile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e1e1e1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/orange.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are funky, outdoorsy, and down to earth.&lt;br /&gt;While you may not be a total hippie...&lt;br /&gt;You're definitely one of the most free spirited people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very impulsive - every day is a new adventure.&lt;br /&gt;However, you do put some thought behind all your actions.&lt;br /&gt;Still, you do tend to shock and offend people from time to time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im just bored lahhh. but im so glad that&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I'M COMING BACK!!!&lt;/span&gt; ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113328471882090933?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113328471882090933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113328471882090933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113328471882090933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113328471882090933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/look-my-hidden-talent-hahh.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113326611444863763</id><published>2005-11-29T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T20:12:52.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;back!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy. hahh. yes! everyone, im coming back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t h i s i s s o c o o l !&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see you guys ((:&lt;br /&gt;thank God for &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw, congrats abel! im glad everything worked out ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113326611444863763?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113326611444863763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113326611444863763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113326611444863763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113326611444863763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-coming-back-yayy.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113310954733645832</id><published>2005-11-27T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T00:39:07.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to see my new cousin todayy, and.. she's not cute. but i didnt expect the baby to be cute... i mean, newborn babies are not supposed to be cute. so... it's not because of the genes! hahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im just amazed with the news report todayy. well, one of the reports. there was this reporter interviewing this guy lahh, and he was saying that he was just discussing with the church about the democratic party. &lt;em&gt;[i think there's gonna be a election or an evaluation or sth later this month for the all-so-loved government in hk]&lt;/em&gt; i wasnt amazed at the part when he said he spoke with the church. i was amazed with what he said next. he said sth like this "whatever's gonna be the outcome, it's in God's hands. whatever decisions the government makes and the steps it takes, it's all in God's hands... " when i heard it, i was like, woahhhh. i bet this is the first public declaration about God. hahhh. but it's just so cool! it's like on national tv! okay, fine, only in hongkong, but it's still cool! and i thought that hkers are restricted by the government up  north.. we &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; have freedom of specch and freedom to declare our faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let him not be the last who's brave enough to declare his faith on tv&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, thanks to my dear little cousin, im falling sick. hahh! but it's a joy to have him ard, though he's throwing tantrums cause he's sick and all. ohwells. it's hard to be a good cousin. imagine how hard it would be to be a nice mother. hahahh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113310954733645832?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113310954733645832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113310954733645832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113310954733645832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113310954733645832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-went-to-see-my-new-cousin-todayy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113305509459091817</id><published>2005-11-27T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T09:31:34.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOOOO~ im going to the hospital later to see my new cousin.. somehow, the birth of this new cousin thrills me much more than the rest. i think im no longer that ignorant to the miracle of life God has given to all of us. like wow... another young life to reach out to! many might pity my little cousin, for having such a great cousin like me.. ohwells, we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's just amazing how God planned all this. i mean, yes, He's all-knowing and all, but He's just sooooo awesome! i mean, He even got all the small little details thought throughh. woahh. &lt;em&gt;i stand in awe of You..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one thing i ask &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is that i may dwell in Your house forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, better go watch svc online already! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113305509459091817?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113305509459091817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113305509459091817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113305509459091817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113305509459091817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/woohoooo-im-going-to-hospital-later-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113302330503560353</id><published>2005-11-27T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T00:41:45.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalals` i went to watch &lt;em&gt;just like heaven&lt;/em&gt; todayy&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and the whole movie is just so sweet! funny thing was, i watched it with my dad.. so yeahh. hahh. it's always weird to watch movies like this with either or both of your parents and i just cant believe that my dad nearly fell asleep halfway through the show. i meann.. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mark ruffalo is just SO cute&lt;/span&gt;.. well, minus all the chest hair and all.. but yeahhH! he's so cute lahh. but then again, if my dad stays awake because of mark ruffalo, there's some serious issues i have to settle with him. ohwells. it's great anyways.. hahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! i must mention this, i was asked to go for an interview with the principle or methodist college todayy, so i was kinda dreading it and all. so when my dad and i was trying to get to the stupid school which is halfway up the stupid hill, and i thought, &lt;em&gt;man, if i am accepted in this school, i have to walk up this hill every single day!&lt;/em&gt; and let me tell you, it's steep. like way more steeper than bukit timah hill. but anyways, we got to see the principle and she just asked me questions and more questions and in the end, she said that it would be difficult for me to study in hk cause the syllabus is totally different &lt;em&gt;[like i didnt get &lt;strong&gt;that &lt;/strong&gt;figured out]&lt;/em&gt; and all. can you imagine how relieved i was? hahh! initially i didnt have the appetite to eat before the interview but after it, i was STARVING and my dad's turn to lose his appetite. hahh! God is GREAT. hehh. but now, my parents are considering to send me over to australia. ohwells. they are desperate to push me to anywhere OTHER than singapore.. hehh. but yes! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i didnt get accepted!!!&lt;/span&gt; yeahhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh. gonna go to the hospital to see my aunt and my new cousin tmr.. she's like.. the &lt;strong&gt;sixth&lt;/strong&gt; female grandchild bearing my surname. hahh. im the &lt;strong&gt;fourth&lt;/strong&gt;! ((: seriously, i wanna be the &lt;strong&gt;seventh&lt;/strong&gt;, but i wouldnt be born yet if im the seventh. hahhhaHAHAHAH. okayy, im spouting rubbish. but yes, can you tell how happy i am?! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, boonkiat, if you see this, im looking forward to you coming to hk! hehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the splendor of the King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;clothed in majesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;let all the earth rejoice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;let all the earth rejoice&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;He wraps Himself in light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and darkness tries to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it trembles at His voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it trembles at His voice&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;how great is our God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sing with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;how great is our God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;all will see how great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;how great is our God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;age to age He stands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and time is in His hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;beginning and the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;beginning and the end&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;the God head three in one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Father, Spirit, Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the lion and the lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the lion and the lamb&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;name above all names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;worthy of all praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my heart will sing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;how great is our God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113302330503560353?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113302330503560353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113302330503560353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113302330503560353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113302330503560353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/lalals-i-went-to-watch-just-like.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113284404857688005</id><published>2005-11-24T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T22:54:08.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, updates. this school asked me to send them more information, like my results and everything, so that they can arrange an interview soon. ohwells. just keep me in your prayers alrights? dunno what to say. hah. but the school's name is methodist college (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody tell me what to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113284404857688005?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113284404857688005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113284404857688005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113284404857688005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113284404857688005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113281427609443201</id><published>2005-11-24T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T14:37:56.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woahh, time really flies and im back in hk for more than a week already! but yeahhh, there are always things to learn in every situation and i thank God! cause He's always in control.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a great feeling to know that God's in control and everything that you're going through now will be okayy in the end. like wow. God's just simply amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehh. im kinda overwhelmed with this simple, yet amazing fact, that Jesus actually came and died for me... this thankfulness and gratitude that i feel, i hope it never ever ends! im falling deeper and deeper in love with Jesus each day, loving Him and the Bible even more.. like wow, the words in the pages is not dead, but truly alive`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much to learn, so much to do and there's just this longing to worship and be in the presence of God every single day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O, sweet sweet Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most often we're too busy doing things, whether it is our ministry of just cell group stuff, and we tend to forget that the main reason of doing what we're doing is because of God.. the main reason why we're doing all these outreaches is because we wanna lead people to God... but hey, we get so busy and frustrated when things dont get right and we spend all the time worrying and trying to sort things out by ourselves that we dont have time to seek the Lord, to ask Him for help and for direction... let's remember that the focus in on the Lord and not on the project that we're embarking on.. let us be like Mary, hanging around, listening to Jesus, instead of following after Martha, busy with making the guests welcome instead of focusing on the Lord.. as we enter this busy time of preparing for christmas celebration and the strings of events that the cell is planning, let us really seek the Lord and grow to the next level together while we're doing the things of God.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember, christmas is not about the gifts nor the gatherings, but it's about Jesus. N09ers, let's be ready to do everything that God has in store for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehh, sth just came over me and i just typed the whole bunch of it without thinking.. but seriously, im falling deeper and deeper in love with Jesus each day and the feeling is just wonderful! it's not like falling in love with any other person, but hey, Jesus is perfect and He's just totally awesome! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week i kept worrying about the future, whether im gonna go back to singapore, where im gonna study, what im gonna study and all. but there's actually nothing much to worry about, i realised. (: i just have to focus on what God wants me to do in hongkong(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna start reaching out to all my hongkong friends, my relatives and of course my parents.. yayyy. abel says that he imagined me to be a pastor in hk.. cool right? hahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeahh. anyways, check this out for me okay? im thinking of going to this church at the meantime.. so tag in my tagboard and tell me whether you think this church is good. hahh! hillsongs went to this church in july.. i didnt know they actually come to hk! hahah. anyways, the url for the church is &lt;a href="http://www.thevine.org.hk/"&gt;http://www.thevine.org.hk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh, this past week i keep thinking of brother kel. hahh. cause there's like 7 hello kitties in my room. and brother kel said im worth &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; hello kitty -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, evangeline pay, i love AND appreciate you k? how can i ever ever forget my lovely little ducky? hah. dont assume that because i dont mention you in my blog, i dont love you alrights. i love evan! hahh. but yeahh, im missing you here, and im waiting to come back and scare you if you eat my food again! hahahHAHAHAHH. sorry, im just super amusing. i can still picture how shocked you were when i screamed your name. hahh! but love you lahh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/evan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hahah. yes... i love you alrights. never ever doubt that! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I've found&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The greatest love of all is mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since You laid down Your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The greatest sacrifice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Majesty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Majesty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your grace has found me just as I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Empty handed but alive in Your hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singing majesty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Majesty &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forever I am changed by Your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the presense of Your majesty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Majesty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113281427609443201?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113281427609443201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113281427609443201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113281427609443201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113281427609443201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/woahh-time-really-flies-and-im-back-in.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113274672766930418</id><published>2005-11-24T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:52:22.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hah. this is gonna be short, cause i have to go bathe soon. but before that, i must post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walking along the streets today, i saw this waiter in his uniform. and you know waiters always wear this tag that says "Hi, I am ______." ? hahah. guess what the guy's tag says? it says, &lt;strong&gt;"Hi, I am FAT."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried so hard not to laugh, i seriously tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, it just shows that there's alot more room for us hongkongers to improve on our english(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113274672766930418?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113274672766930418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113274672766930418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113274672766930418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113274672766930418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113250187789400328</id><published>2005-11-21T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T23:51:17.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a weird day... it's a sunday and i didnt go to church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels weird. all i have now is my qt. ohwells. hahah. rather difficult to catch svc online cause my dad's ALWAYS making me do rubbish when im either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;doing my qt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reading the bible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trying to watch CWBS or svc online&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've resorted to doing my qt in the toilet. which is rather weird, but nonetheless a great experience each day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im proud to say that i have a 2 year old! cousin actually. but he's so adorable and cute and everything. hahh! shall post those photos i took at dinner soon. gonna have ANOTHER cousin the coming saturday, and it's gonna be great! hehh. i love babies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyhows, just wanted to tell all N09ers.. it's weird not seeing you guys at all during the weekends! love you guys. hahh. stole some photos from quanhan's blog. i look terrible in all of them. but they're still beautiful because of you guys =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/all%20of%20us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;love you guys! plus quanhan of course&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/it%27s%20over%20there.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the gate's over there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/whine.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i dont wanna go...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/wave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;wave goodbye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i shall blog more tmr. im supposed to go and sleep now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113250187789400328?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113250187789400328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113250187789400328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113250187789400328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113250187789400328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-is-weird-day.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113229300509944364</id><published>2005-11-19T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T13:50:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've decided to enjoy every moment here in hk. yeahh! i shall not be so emotional and crazy abt the whole thing.. i decided that i'm gonna fully utilise my time here in hk, and im gonna change lives! hahahhahahhHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im going a little bonkers, but that's alright. cause i've beens studying econs for the past two hours. it's amazing how hardworking i can get, but then again, i better do a good job and convince my dad that i'm gonna work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, speaking of that, you guys better pray for me! cause this irritating, stupid, (&amp;*%*$#*^)&amp;amp;) school expressed interest in taking me in as their student and THEY ASKED ME TO FILL IN THE APPLICATION FORM. urghh. stupid school. so yes. i dont like that school! guess what's the school name? ST MARGARET'S CO-EDUCATIONAL ENGLISH SECONDARY AND PRIMARY SCHOOL! seriously, how sick is that? guys in st margarets. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i said i shouldnt be that emotional. alrights. chill. anyways, yes! so please pray for me yes? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, due to popular demand, i must continue to thank the people that i appreciate alot alot! btw, quanhan, if you're reading this, if i come back, you must get me a pretty pretty bead k? haha. yong sheng too! you guys cant run away from me. hehh. weide and jeff, remember my dinner treats yeaahh? okayy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, basically, now, i shall start with people from my cell. if i've mentioned you from my previous posts, dont expect me to repeat again ok? hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: sally : &lt;/strong&gt;just wanna thank you for everything lahh, you've made such a huge difference in my life. somehow, i think that you influenced me to be confrontional! ahah. but yeahh, i like it that way. anyhows, wanna let you know that i truly enjoy your company and all the times we've spent together! i treasure the friendship i share with you alot, and somehow, it seems like you are one of the people who knows my deep dark secrets. haha. if i tell you anymore, i'll have to kill you! so cliche right? hahh. i'll definitely miss you so so much, esp all your weird encounters with strange people.. sorry i didnt call you before i went onto the plane cause..it was going crazy in the airport! but yeahh, you've changed my life in so many different ways and i just wanna thank you!hahha. love you=) there's so much more i wanna say, but it's so weird typing it all here.. so i shall just write a letter to you and post it to you! love`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/sally.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: michelle : &lt;/strong&gt;i keep thinking about you the past few days, cause i went to this pet shop and there were so many hamsters for sale! too bad my mummy's scared of anything that resembles mice, hah, so i cant get one for myself... but anyways, yes! sighh, i miss hanging out with you, i miss annoying you, i miss bullying you! haha. but im sure dwayne is more than capable of doing all that for me=) just wanna let you know that although we arent as close as we were before, you're still one of the people i treasure the most in church, and i'll always be there for you! yes, even if im in hk. haha! i still owe you the instant noodles. actually i didnt forget them.. i just helped you finish it that's all. hahah. i was supposed to give you 5 packets but i ate like 3, so i thought, forget it, i'll get for you another time.. so yes, if i come back, i'll PERSONALLY deliver it to you =) anyways, love you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/mich.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;strong&gt; dwayne : &lt;/strong&gt;heya, thanks for caring so much. hahha. although you're always annoying me with all the nonsense, although i always seem to be so mean to you, know that you're one of my fav brothers ard k? yes, i promise i'll take care of you if you're ever sent to woodbridge, and i'll provide wheelchairs for you whenever you need new ones k? thankyou for always cheering me up when im down, and always being so caring (in your own weird way). hahha. love you lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/dwayne%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;shaun lum : &lt;/strong&gt;heyy.. miracles will happen again. i'll make sure you sit next to me during svc next time and i'll make sure you eat lunch with us again! hahah. the other day i heard this irritating mosquito flying near my ear, and i thought of you! i shall get you insect repellent next time. hahah. so that you wont get dengue again. hahah! okay, not making sense, but i love you bro! sorry, cant seem to find photos of you anywhere. so when i come back, we must take photos! hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: amoz : &lt;/strong&gt;heya! haha. i just wanna thank you for all the wonderful memories. for being such a nice brother.. being so intellectual at times, but still gentlemanly! i always thought that smart guys are also super egoistic and horrible, but you changed my thinking! haha. i still remember that you kept trying to teach me how to play guitar, but i just didnt know how to! hahah. cheukying can be so stupid at times.. but thankyou for being so patient! =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/P1030164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: shiqi and melissa :&lt;/strong&gt; you girls never fail to make me smile! hahah. we must work hard, and bring more sisters into the cell! but thankyou, you guys have been great, and it's nice being in the same cell as you guys! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/P1030171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: rest of N109 : &lt;/strong&gt;thank you for being part of this great cell! sorry ahh, i dont have time to do individual ones of everyone.. but yes, thankyou for making a difference in my life! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heh, im kinda rushing so i cant do everyone, im going out for dim sum soon! =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113229300509944364?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113229300509944364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113229300509944364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113229300509944364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113229300509944364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/ive-decided-to-enjoy-every-moment-here.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113220820818980218</id><published>2005-11-18T06:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T14:16:48.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's funny how things doesnt turn out as you've planned.. but everything's in God's hands, so it's gonna turn out beautiful! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that doesnt make life any easier, though it's comforting to know that God's in control, there's still little details in life that's so frustrating and simply drives you nuts. ohwells. im trying to rush this, cause im supposed to start studying in...3minutes. what a holiday right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ive come to this conclusion. my dad and i simply can live in the same house. we're driving each other nuts. seriously. whenever i look at his smirking face while he's taunting me about staying in hk, i just feel this irresistable urge to smash my fist into his face. but then again, i can hear sth telling me to stay calm and just ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh, im living for the day when im free to decide even on small little things like what i want for breakfast. my life's totally controlled by other people right now, and im just existing for the sake of it and doing what everyone else wants ME to do, instead of what i truly want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somebody save me from this mess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113220820818980218?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113220820818980218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113220820818980218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113220820818980218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113220820818980218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-funny-how-things-doesnt-turn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113214166025091394</id><published>2005-11-17T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T19:48:07.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh, i miss singapore so so so much. and you guys cant imagine how much i miss you all! sighh. all this just feels so weird. like it's happening to someone else.. anyhows, update on the war progress. we fought yst night, and it turned out rather horrible. i accidentally said the f-word to my dad and we just kept shouting at each other larhh. in the end we just went to bed angry. then today, he made me go to like 4 schools for interview.. one of them gave us an application form, but the other three said they dont accept students anymore. so praise God! my dad's evil plan aint working yet... but for now, there's some peace btw us, and we were able to go shopping this afternoon without arguin at all. is that great or what? but anyways, i miss church, i miss N09ers, and i miss all of you from school! cheukying loves you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the joy of the Lord is my strength.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can anyone guess how strong i am? hahaHAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113214166025091394?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113214166025091394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113214166025091394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113214166025091394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113214166025091394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/gosh-i-miss-singapore-so-so-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986283.post-113205593788195011</id><published>2005-11-16T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T19:46:19.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrights. here i am.. back in home sweet home. yet it doesnt feel like home. fine, the weather's nice and everything, but there's just sth different. i was just thinking about it, and it hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never felt so alone in my life. alrights, im not alone like alone, i still have God, i have my friends in hk. but you guys in singapore are like 151654765125042570265560 miles away from me! sighh. and ww3's commencing soon. when my parents get home. not really looking forward to that, but hafta face it anyways. im supposed to be nice, and say sorry first. yesyes, boonkiat, i can still remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel so weird.. i never knew how much you guys meant to me until like, now... so, i decided to write my &lt;strong&gt;first &lt;/strong&gt;post, thanking all of you, who've been such a great blessing in my life... for now, i shall just mention those who sent me off in the airport =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;BOONKIAT : &lt;/strong&gt;you've been my cgl since i was sec 3! woah. it has been such wonderful years under your leadership and i've learnt so much from you=) you know sth bk? i think you're great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/boonkiat%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;there you are. hahah! anyways, just wanna tell you that i really really appreciate you. you're always there to help, always there to care. yupps. i remember that awfully embarrassing prank i did on you when you first came into the cell. you might probably have forgotten all about it now, but i can still remember! anyhows, i love my cgl! for being to hilarously funny most of the time, for being to caring and nice, for being so &lt;em&gt;patient.. &lt;/em&gt;must have been difficult to tolerate me since im always so annoying.. hahhh. but i know i'm alot better and more sensible now. but nonetheless, thank you so much for everything you've ever done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: abel and xueling : &lt;/strong&gt;what can i say about you guys? the past 11 have been great, and i treasure our friendship so so much! let's never go east coast park again. it's an evil place. hahaha! but anyways, love you guys plus jianheng! i cant find a picture with all four of us in it. abel! see la, never send me -________-" but anyways, i know that you guys will miss me during your outings, so find someone else so go along with you guys! haha. but like i said, you guys have been wonderful, and i love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/me%20xueling%20abel.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: sarah teo : &lt;/strong&gt;hhahah. you still owe me banana stickers. and i've been stuck at home the whole day, so i didnt get the chance to get your beef noodles yet. =( anyways, i just wanna tell you that i treasure the last few days that i got to know you better.. looking forward to the day when i'm gonna come back, and your ears are gonna suffer cause i'll be talking to you nonstop!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so scary! there's two of you! can someone buy earplugs for us? oh hey, when we come back, we must go paragon and find that cute waiter! hahahaHAHAHAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: weide : &lt;/strong&gt;hey... just wanna let you know that i'll still be here for you even though im stuck here in hk... you can always email me and i'll get back to you asap! and i'll still be here for you even if you dont need me. you can count on that.. also, know that i love you, and nth will change that! hahah. if joanna bullies you, i shall protect you..somehow. hahah. dont be too upset k? meanwhile, you can talk to sarah! she's as noisy and irritating as me. hahahahHAHAH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/hehh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but yea, i just wanna thank you, for being sucha great junior, and all the wonderful memories. we shall go to night safari next time, and eat ben&amp;jerry's!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: joanna pay : &lt;/strong&gt;hey girl, im gonna miss irritating you! hahah.. but yeaa, im gonna miss you larhh. although you're always so irritating, i love you anyways! take good good care of yourself k? i'll miss taking the train with you on sunday morning, bullying you on the way and just miss the whole thing about hanging out with you! continue to grow in the Lord k? and dont bully my junior ahh! or i'll haunt you in my sleep. hahah. love ya! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="63" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/jo....0.jpg" width="68" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: quanhan : &lt;/strong&gt;hey... thanks for taking time off to send me.. so sweet! hahahah. you are one of my fav bros... not because you sent me off, but because you are the guy that you are! im gonna miss having a brother like you if im stuck here, that's for sure... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="114" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/quanhan.jpg" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrights. know that i love you, and i cant wait to be back to be with you guys again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: sarah lee, liyun, fiona and jeff : &lt;/strong&gt;hey.. hahah im no longer there to terrorize you guys anymore... but know that you'll be greatly missed. and thankyou so much for sending me off! love you guys! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/liyun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/sarah%20and%20fiona.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love you girls (and guy) la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/jeff.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: my beloved scissors gang : &lt;/strong&gt;hey guys, thank you so much for sending me off, and thanks for all the notes! hahha. you guys have been great, enduring all my craziness and all. life isnt the same without you guys! will feel weird going to a new school w/o you guys.. but life must go on! hahah. but thanks for all the wonderful memories.. love you guys! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7124/291/320/classmates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;jiaxin : &lt;/strong&gt;hey.. in the end we still never go out together! but it's alright... i'll go out with you next time i come back to singapore yeaa? and i'll make sure that i tell you k? hehh. love you too! you've been a great blessing=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986283-113205593788195011?l=loudd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/feeds/113205593788195011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986283&amp;postID=113205593788195011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113205593788195011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986283/posts/default/113205593788195011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loudd.blogspot.com/2005/11/alrights.html' title=''/><author><name>cheukk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
