<?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-31808034</id><updated>2011-09-30T17:54:06.977-01:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR CAMBRIDGE BLAST</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-4270221741651731710</id><published>2007-11-23T00:27:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:27:26.967-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLLLO GUYSSS&lt;br /&gt;SHOULDN'T WE HAVE AN OUTING SOOOOOOOON :)&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;THIS DAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-4270221741651731710?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/4270221741651731710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/4270221741651731710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2007/11/hellllo-guysss-shouldnt-we-have-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-6032092617287816543</id><published>2007-10-06T01:41:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:53:32.962-01:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLLLO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHJqGpcJq-A/Rwb3_ZkZLDI/AAAAAAAAATg/McDsMSTtuy4/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118050695120497714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHJqGpcJq-A/Rwb3_ZkZLDI/AAAAAAAAATg/McDsMSTtuy4/s320/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHJqGpcJq-A/Rwb3_ZkZLEI/AAAAAAAAATo/RY_Qea_MiL0/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118050695120497730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHJqGpcJq-A/Rwb3_ZkZLEI/AAAAAAAAATo/RY_Qea_MiL0/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHJqGpcJq-A/Rwb3_pkZLFI/AAAAAAAAATw/SFkdu6Hchqg/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118050699415465042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHJqGpcJq-A/Rwb3_pkZLFI/AAAAAAAAATw/SFkdu6Hchqg/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHJqGpcJq-A/Rwb3_5kZLGI/AAAAAAAAAT4/3_mcpXkxeJE/s1600-h/Pam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118050703710432354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHJqGpcJq-A/Rwb3_5kZLGI/AAAAAAAAAT4/3_mcpXkxeJE/s320/Pam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHJqGpcJq-A/Rwb4AZkZLHI/AAAAAAAAAUA/K0OtHo7nwPU/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118050712300366962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHJqGpcJq-A/Rwb4AZkZLHI/AAAAAAAAAUA/K0OtHo7nwPU/s320/DSC00141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hello people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can you believe its one and the half years since we've met (almost at least)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well, the A's is lurking, but it'll soon be over :))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;last year this time, i remember we had some inbar (is that right) sleepover extraganza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;many eyebags from there, but it was one of my best post-exams days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A levels will be over sooon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;keeep going guys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i'll keep you all, as always in my prayers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;GOGOGOGOGO :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and for those who are applying to cambridge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all the wayy toooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if we ever decide to go back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we have places to stay&lt;br /&gt;OOPS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ok love love love !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-6032092617287816543?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/6032092617287816543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/6032092617287816543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2007/10/hellllo.html' title='HELLLLO!'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHJqGpcJq-A/Rwb3_ZkZLDI/AAAAAAAAATg/McDsMSTtuy4/s72-c/DSC00143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-117543354084034068</id><published>2007-04-01T12:08:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T12:21:10.916-01:00</updated><title type='text'>we've only got a hundred years to live</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;today was a happy day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because it ended off with a good and rather long conversation with pam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and we talked about soooo many things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i was begging her to reteach me the meepok man joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its these times, these conversations, these few moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that really bring forth the flood of memories that you thought you could bury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Besides the joy, smiles and nostalgia that comes from it, there's a stab of pain that comes from the fact that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; we stopped having birthday surprises and stopped going out of the way to meet up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and then we blamed all these on piles of homework, endless trainings (which i believe is a very a valid reason). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yet there were so many times i wish i could visit an 'active' blog, or meet up to study even, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i know now, how hard it really is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but really, i think i'm getting this emotional because of a series of events that happened that reminded me of what i once so loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and the sad thing is, i'll probably wake up forgetting that i made this post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but for now, and for this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yesterday i heated up my dinner, and there was a very mini explosion, like the one we had in cambridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;today i ate meepok for lunch, and my friends and i started trying to recall meepok man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and just a few days ago, miss chua and i met at the staffroom tables, and we talked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;let's have an outing soon, shall we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-117543354084034068?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/117543354084034068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/117543354084034068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2007/04/weve-only-got-hundred-years-to-live.html' title='we&apos;ve only got a hundred years to live'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-117015516294722461</id><published>2007-01-30T09:59:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T10:06:02.966-01:00</updated><title type='text'>I CAN ONLY IMAGINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1416/3466/1600/387739/girton1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1416/3466/320/272116/girton1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1416/3466/1600/321927/girton%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1416/3466/320/608390/girton%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;recognize this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girton in snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how's school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bet it's the same for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;being driven up to their necks with cca and all that crap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;trying to stay abreast of work, trying to score, trying to stay on the surface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and wishing for more time (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That explains the state of this blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;keep it up guys, still 10 more months or so! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyone, me and chinyue were suggesting a valentine's cum reunion steamboat at someone's place :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what do you guys think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;any venues to offer? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;otherwise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it will be another plan down the drain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have fun guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;school's mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but we're tougher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;often tougher than we think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so all those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;training for nats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;studying for h3s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;practicing for SYF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or preparing for SSEF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and busy with CCA (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stay strong and healthy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and stick close (this is so pam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OKAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-117015516294722461?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/117015516294722461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/117015516294722461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-can-only-imagine.html' title='I CAN ONLY IMAGINE'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116920464762272041</id><published>2007-01-19T08:48:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T10:04:08.536-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Crystal Jade Dining IN</title><content type='html'>Shall do it the Liben way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crystal suggested Crystal Jade at Vivocity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chin Yue did the coordinating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joel and Derrick informed the MJ pple&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Almost all" of the MJ pple were coming at first but in the end none came&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the journey begins...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clara and Chin Yue left RJ at 6.15pm to meet Jon and Paul at Golden Landmark Hotel at 7pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clara and Chin Yue brought Jon and Paul from Bugis to Harbourfront&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jon and Paul were rather flummoxed over the ezlink cards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jon and Paul arrived safely at Vivocity at ard 7.30pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Xuhui was very punctual and was waiting outside Crystal Jade even before 7.30pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The fivesome entered Crystal Jade&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 pple turned up for a reservation for 12&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All of us sat down&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jon and Paul didnt know what to order and asked the rafflesians to decide&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 rafflesians looked at each other&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chin Yue asked for waitress to request for recommendation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waitress rattled off volubly a list of delicacies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In which Paul riposted, "sounds good" to all of them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dishes ordered: imperial soup lobster, steamed garoupa, kailan vegetable, bbq peking duck skin wrapped with cucumber, crispy noodles with duck meat, black pepper beef&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ambrosia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chatted non-stop while we ate non-stop as well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jon and Paul shared their experiences&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Several hilarious moments like how Jon battled with the lobster to procure the optimum amount of meat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crystal arrived after training&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jon, "is ur last name Jade?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Continued eating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crystal operated on the lobster&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paul, "u seem to have the potential to be a doctor or maybe even a surgeon but as an epidemiologist, i have to give u one piece of advice: dont do it with chopsticks"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 pairs of eyes on Crystal who was engaged in a combat with the lobster&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jon excused himself to the gents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crystal and Chin Yue sneaked off to the counter to ask to look at the bills&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A staggering $367.51&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crystal and Chin Yue decided that as our guests, it is only right that we treat them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just at that moment, Jon returned from lavatory, "are u guys trying to foot the bills? if so, i would be paying with my card"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"oops, no. just checking the bills"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Confabulated for a while more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jon, "oh may i know what's the time now?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clara, "9.30"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jon, "oh dear, i need to make a call latest by 10. How about settling the bills now?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fleet process: told waitress we want to foot the bills -&gt; waitress walked straight to Jon with the bills -&gt; Jon placed his card on the book swiftly -&gt; waitress went off and came back -&gt; Jon signed -&gt; rafflesians felt bad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only thing we treated them in the end: french chocolate desert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jon left the restaurant early to look for internet connection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paul and we walked ard vivocity for a while&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Treated Paul to a cup of latte&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met up with Jon at ard 10.15pm and walked to taxi stand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Extremely long queue at taxi stand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They decided to take train back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clara sent them back to Bugis as all went home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Conclusion: convivial and epicurean experience as everything went well except that, instead of hosts treating guests, it became guests treating hosts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116920464762272041?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116920464762272041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116920464762272041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2007/01/crystal-jade-dining-in.html' title='Crystal Jade Dining IN'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116739003532522578</id><published>2006-12-29T09:47:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T10:00:35.340-01:00</updated><title type='text'>new year's celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had a dream last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was dreaming of you guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we were in someone's house (mel's i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we were just sitting in a circle playing bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the bridge players were liben, clara, mel and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we were inventing a new kind of bridge called the revolutionary  bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and there were jokers in that game. it was so scarily real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then we were sitting in a circle, and we were having a campfire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it was all dark, we were talking and laughing, all 12 of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i even heard mel thanking his mom for allowing a campfire in the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that is the only unreal part-the campfire in the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the point is, i never wanted to wake up from that dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and when i did, i tried to sleep to dream about it again (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and when i couldnt, i just kept thinking about how to make this dream come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(although campfire in the house, is way too impossible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've made a video about cambridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it brought back all the withdrawal symptoms that we had upon coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dunno how can we continue having outings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12 (ok,maybenot) differing schedules..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont even have a day off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a day where i dont have to attend lessons, train, or have meetings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i think it's the exact same situation for you guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but at least we're stronger than before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and seeing each other in schoool, and "waving like mad cows" (pam) would suffice for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but let's have a big outing before that shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let's have this blasting time where we do special things together (eechong suggested bowl, i suggest we suggest more besides that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;new year's day (: anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shout yay on the tagboard so i know the response at least yeah (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lastly, i really do thank God for you guys, really every night without fail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116739003532522578?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116739003532522578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116739003532522578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-years-celebration.html' title='new year&apos;s celebration'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116718777394956206</id><published>2006-12-27T01:44:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T01:49:33.960-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello (:&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;so we had our christmas party as promised&lt;br /&gt;thank you for turning up!&lt;br /&gt;and bringing food!&lt;br /&gt;its so nice to see like 10 people coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT YEAR will be a super busy year&lt;br /&gt;forgive me if i no longer have time or energy to organize outings and surprises (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks again for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;it reminded me of how much i treasure you guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we still are what we are next christmas&lt;br /&gt;we'll have a better one with the video k (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116718777394956206?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116718777394956206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116718777394956206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-yay-so-we-had-our-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116698011752166419</id><published>2006-12-24T15:56:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T16:08:37.536-01:00</updated><title type='text'>(: hello one more update!</title><content type='html'>HELLO hello HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is exciting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will probably be at MARIA's house&lt;br /&gt;since loads of people live nearer to there&lt;br /&gt;and my brother is getting his friends to come on that day&lt;br /&gt;so PAM'S house it will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be there on the 26th dec, 5pm&lt;br /&gt;with your load of presents (:&lt;br /&gt;for the one you're buying for&lt;br /&gt;and if you want to buy for the rest, you're more than welcome to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring cards (pomelo/bridge)&lt;br /&gt;dvds&lt;br /&gt;video camera (anybody?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wont have to be all christmas food (:&lt;br /&gt;but we'll like to have some christmas food (honeybaked ham/christmas pudding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUYS+QIANHUA: get wine/champagne/sparkling juice! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna volunteer anymore food, tell crystal/pam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116698011752166419?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116698011752166419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116698011752166419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-one-more-update.html' title='(: hello one more update!'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116697338137979726</id><published>2006-12-24T13:41:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T14:16:21.400-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>Hey Yo wassup people? I'm bored as you can tell because I'm being antisocial again. (But I'll re-socialise myself with the outside world again I promise.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my cheapskate/lazy proposals to the Christmas Party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Location:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have the Christmas party at Pam's house. It's nearer my house! (Nearness is all relative when you live in the middle of nowhere.) But I wouldn't mind Crystal's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gifts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are we gift exchanging? Are we just giving to one person (i.e. Secret Santa-ing)? (I seem to recall fishing out a name from somewhere before but it could've been a dream 'cos that kind of stuff happens to me all the time. Besides, I don't remember whose name it said.) I've never been very good at this kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are gift exchanging to everyone at the party, can someone stick up a list of people who are going? Is it only Xuhui who isn't going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we not just have Christmas food? (i.e. Clara wants to get her maid to cook something and she cooks Indonesian food quite well.) Because if I have to make something, you guys might spend the rest of the holidays in the hospital (or the rest of your days in a wooden box or urn).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can get my maid to cook bergedil (which is fried and mashed potatoes and beef and tastes really really really good: http://shw.fotopages.com/4552639/Ready-to-eat.html) . Alternatively she can also make fried rice, chicken wings and curry. But I need to go buy groceries if she's going to make any of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR I could bring chocolates/ice cream. And chips. And drinks. (i.e. stuff that you can't ruin/poison easily)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway who else is bringing what else? So far Liben is bring pineapples. No offense but pineapples do not a Christmas dinner make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Activities:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Actually? Haha it's showing on TV now.&lt;br /&gt;Card games as usual&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong&lt;br /&gt;Talk&lt;br /&gt;Watch Boxing Day Football Matches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116697338137979726?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116697338137979726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116697338137979726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-party.html' title='Christmas Party'/><author><name>koalalalalala</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116688232231387485</id><published>2006-12-23T12:48:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T12:58:42.330-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas party (:&lt;br /&gt;it will probably be at my house (: yay&lt;br /&gt;anyone object?&lt;br /&gt;otherwise it'll be at pam's (: heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright&lt;br /&gt;it will be done in christmas-sy style&lt;br /&gt;we've have a potluck&lt;br /&gt;bring christmas food!&lt;br /&gt;pam says honey baked ham/turkey/etc&lt;br /&gt;liben is bringing pineapples so yeah, dont bring pineapples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll have dinner&lt;br /&gt;exchange presents&lt;br /&gt;and talk&lt;br /&gt;you all can sleepover if you want&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what you guys wanna do&lt;br /&gt;but suggest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116688232231387485?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116688232231387485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116688232231387485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-party-it-will-probably-be-at.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116567203166627652</id><published>2006-12-09T12:44:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T12:47:11.680-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how come so dead! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;laos was great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;check out what i did there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.welovedaddies.blogspot.com"&gt;www.welovedaddies.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll be flying to hongkong so can't really revive the group &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but keep it going guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at last resort, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i might just invite you guys to watch christmas play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where i'll be acting as a ahem mehmeh thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have fun while im gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;take care and be good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dum dum dee dum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crystal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116567203166627652?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116567203166627652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116567203166627652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-guys-how-come-so-dead-laos-was.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116346726802891607</id><published>2006-11-14T00:19:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:21:08.046-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/Picture%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/Picture%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116346726802891607?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116346726802891607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116346726802891607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-mel.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116343270865859819</id><published>2006-11-13T14:44:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T14:45:08.683-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>Mel blindfolded.&lt;br /&gt;http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b194/unitedkoala/MEL%20bday/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116343270865859819?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116343270865859819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116343270865859819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>koalalalalala</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116321614423776551</id><published>2006-11-11T02:35:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:35:44.243-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/640/ABCD0020.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/320/ABCD0020.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random shot, a blurry FCY looking pretty satisfied after one of his attempts&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116321614423776551?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321614423776551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321614423776551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-shot-blurry-fcy-looking-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116321599762025237</id><published>2006-11-11T02:33:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:33:17.630-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/640/ABCD0019.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/320/ABCD0019.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel why so shy? liben why so retarded? HAHA&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116321599762025237?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321599762025237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321599762025237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/mel-why-so-shy-liben-why-so-retarded.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116321590887946199</id><published>2006-11-11T02:31:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:31:48.913-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/640/ABCD0018.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/320/ABCD0018.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel mel the birthday boy who bowls with an amazing amount of strength (at least more than his dear Prince Charming who fell/went for the longkang even after attempting to bowl with style hahaha)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116321590887946199?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321590887946199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321590887946199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/mel-mel-birthday-boy-who-bowls-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116321566818931130</id><published>2006-11-11T02:27:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:27:48.196-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/640/ABCD0017.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/320/ABCD0017.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crystal soh the real pro (considering the rest of us besides maybe mel were like AHEM hahaha)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116321566818931130?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321566818931130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321566818931130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/crystal-soh-real-pro-considering-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116321546839603023</id><published>2006-11-11T02:24:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:24:28.406-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/640/ABCD0016.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/320/ABCD0016.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharon lam aka miss drop-the-bowling-ball-like-it's-a-bomb-but-still-can-strike/spare LOL&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116321546839603023?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321546839603023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321546839603023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/sharon-lam-aka-miss-drop-bowling-ball.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116321541342455122</id><published>2006-11-11T02:23:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:23:33.423-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/640/ABCD0015.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/320/ABCD0015.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our wonderful scores (: as you can see we're all set for Nationals man&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116321541342455122?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321541342455122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321541342455122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/our-wonderful-scores-as-you-can-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116321529692101495</id><published>2006-11-11T02:21:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:21:36.926-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/640/ABCD0014.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/320/ABCD0014.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love actually? awww...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116321529692101495?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321529692101495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321529692101495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-actually-awww.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116321521274966440</id><published>2006-11-11T02:20:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:20:12.756-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/640/ABCD0011.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/320/ABCD0011.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel's pink pig! picked with love by Prince Eric for Melmaid hahaha&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116321521274966440?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321521274966440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321521274966440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/mels-pink-pig-picked-with-love-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116321506447696667</id><published>2006-11-11T02:17:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:17:44.530-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/640/ABCD0013.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/275/11343/320/ABCD0013.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEL! in advance that is. this side of the board looks pretty decent, wait till you see what's on the other side LOL&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116321506447696667?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321506447696667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116321506447696667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-mel-in-advance-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116317012836656010</id><published>2006-11-10T13:39:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:48:48.383-01:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKSSSS!!</title><content type='html'>heyyyy thanks sooooooo much :) lolz it was great fun and the video! omg the videooo thx so much. memories to add to my collection forever and ever. this... i promise i will never forget. lolz how u'll blindfolded me and brought me to my own home -.-, the home-baked cake, the beautiful video, and a pig-pillow! thanks thanks thanks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116317012836656010?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116317012836656010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116317012836656010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/thankssss.html' title='THANKSSSS!!'/><author><name>MeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14932959094823991862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116316555879001268</id><published>2006-11-10T12:23:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T12:32:38.826-01:00</updated><title type='text'>with love!</title><content type='html'>yay&lt;br /&gt;we gave mel his surprise&lt;br /&gt;however, a Uturn, a hump and brilliant's barking gave us away&lt;br /&gt;video, pam's choc banana cake, + the super nice pink personlized pig with mel's photos&lt;br /&gt;pam-post pics! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great surprise&lt;br /&gt;mel- hope you loved it as much as we loved preparing for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bowling&lt;br /&gt;cool styles&lt;br /&gt;pam has the photos&lt;br /&gt;esp sharon the pro, who threw the ball, and still got her strikes&lt;br /&gt;and liben, who moved like a pro&lt;br /&gt;and chinyue, who had such control with the ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went pool-ing&lt;br /&gt;and dinner&lt;br /&gt;and walked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the cambridge people, it feels as if we never left that place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who didnt join us, you were missed too!&lt;br /&gt;yayy, next surprise: FCY, XUHUI AND SHARON! watch out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116316555879001268?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116316555879001268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116316555879001268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/with-love.html' title='with love!'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116249036643070630</id><published>2006-11-02T16:20:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T16:59:26.510-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE HAD A BOMB CONVERSATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM STUFF, FUNNY STUFF, LOST IN CONVERSATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES HERE ARE SOME BITS WHICH I LAUGHED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shar♥n. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha talent showcase lik tt&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after we suggested someone dancing and playing the piano]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;ZLB ZHYAADUPS&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;alliteration! pam]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;squarish pam, triangularish liben says:&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;CRYSTAL SOH&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE YOUR NICK NOW&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;esprain why&lt;br /&gt;my friends are in good shapes says:&lt;br /&gt;end of convo&lt;br /&gt;my friends are in good shapes says:&lt;br /&gt;lets go&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;u say u tell me u nowan tekwa [back to cctv days!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;my friends are in good shapes says:&lt;br /&gt;ESHCUSE ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;all shut up NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;[pam's outburst]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;this is so wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;[liben's moral dilemma]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;pretends not to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;[after faints and dies, and laughs to oneself, liben creates another maria line]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, 1711's employee cum time keeper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;guess wad ppl&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;its 1123&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;its 1137&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;it's getting late indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;guys&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;its 1144&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;it's 1149&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;its 1151&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;1152&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;its getting late&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;dont u agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;its 1156&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;its 1200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;its 1202&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;gdnite everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;happy new day&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;mm it's my mum's bday&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;seriously?&lt;br /&gt;*chongee                           let me be your hero says:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAE MEL'S MUM&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;happy bday&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;mel's mum&lt;br /&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday mel's mom!&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;happy bday mrs&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;mrs&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;mrs&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;whats your surname&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;foo&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;poo&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;u fool&lt;br /&gt;on the apocalyptic morning of 9/27, the preposterously doltish focky realised with great consternation that its math, not chem says:&lt;br /&gt;happy bday mels mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;I  feel lost&lt;br /&gt;on the apocalyptic morning of 9/27, the preposterously doltish focky realised with great consternation that its math, not chem says:&lt;br /&gt;use a compass&lt;br /&gt;This delicate balance / Vulnerable, all knowing says:&lt;br /&gt;which kind?&lt;br /&gt;This delicate balance / Vulnerable, all knowing says:&lt;br /&gt;geographical or mathematical?&lt;br /&gt;shar♥n. says:&lt;br /&gt;gasp&lt;br /&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;are we having intellectual conversations&lt;br /&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;cause im feeling abit stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;uhhh&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe last time i went there&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;then tried some stupid wig&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;and someone took unglam pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[maybe all your pics are unglam] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;PAM SEW IS LIKE&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;EECHONG STAYOVER&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;and yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;this is how liben says hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;hi this delicate balance&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;hi j'ai pense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;on the apocalyptic morning of 9/27, the preposterously doltish focky realised with great consternation that its math, not chem says:&lt;br /&gt;we shld only let him slp at 12.34&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;why is that&lt;br /&gt;on the apocalyptic morning of 9/27, the preposterously doltish focky realised with great consternation that its math, not chem says:&lt;br /&gt;nicer number than 1155&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;maria sounds like a incompetent maid eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;lolz aiyo mariaa&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;lousyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;more random stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*chongee                           let me be your hero says:&lt;br /&gt;heyy FOO and LOOO&lt;br /&gt;*chongee                           let me be your hero says:&lt;br /&gt;made for each other HA&lt;br /&gt;张立本 says:&lt;br /&gt;foolooshouon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the apocalyptic morning of 9/27, the preposterously doltish focky realised with great consternation that its math, not chem says:&lt;br /&gt;cos the dogs r out&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;who let the dogs outt&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;woof woof woof woof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;on the apocalyptic morning of 9/27, the preposterously doltish focky realised with great consternation that its math, not chem says:&lt;br /&gt;woof woof woof woof&lt;br /&gt;on the apocalyptic morning of 9/27, the preposterously doltish focky realised with great consternation that its math, not chem says:&lt;br /&gt;just like..&lt;br /&gt;on the apocalyptic morning of 9/27, the preposterously doltish focky realised with great consternation that its math, not chem says:&lt;br /&gt;mel mel mel mle&lt;br /&gt;on the apocalyptic morning of 9/27, the preposterously doltish focky realised with great consternation that its math, not chem says:&lt;br /&gt;*mel&lt;br /&gt;shar♥n. says:&lt;br /&gt;wah can really talk crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[sharon, so right!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and our disney guessing game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;champions mel and pam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;"I talk nonsense forever"&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;guesssssssss&lt;br /&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont know!&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;whats i talk nonsense forever&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;i talk nonsense ?&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;lolz actually nvm la.&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;why so singlish&lt;br /&gt;PAM ﺕ                     there's a place that we can go says:&lt;br /&gt;one leg kicking lol&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;bluff u'll one i ownself create&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;Ma chère mademoiselle. It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now, we invite to relax, let us pull up a chair, as the dining room proudly presents... your dinner.&lt;br /&gt;   MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;BEAUTY AND TEH BEAST&lt;br /&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;oooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;She don't got a lot to say&lt;br /&gt;But there's something about her&lt;br /&gt; decode the code: *** * **** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;where was this song featured  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;for crystal WAITTTT&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;suhitttt&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;crystalll&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;next lineee&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;shit shit shit i can remember zz&lt;br /&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know why&lt;br /&gt; decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;haha that is the nxt line&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;eh&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;isit&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;little mermaid?&lt;br /&gt;  MeL  says:&lt;br /&gt;kiss the girl?&lt;br /&gt;decode the code: *** * ***** *** **** **** *** **** **** **** ***** says:&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;some are not tt funny (: some are just quotable quotes (: but it cracked me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116249036643070630?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116249036643070630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116249036643070630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-had-bomb-conversation-random-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116219056427040627</id><published>2006-10-30T05:00:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T05:42:44.323-01:00</updated><title type='text'>trompe l'oeil</title><content type='html'>The silence here is deafening so i hav decided to come up with some random pics, once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus007.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus007.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Circular snakes appear to rotate spontaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The floor appears to bulge out even though all the squares in the figure are equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus015.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus015.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rollers appear to rotate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus017.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus017.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The structure appears to undulate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Move ur head fwd while looking at the centre blue circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can u find all 13 faces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus067.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where does the extra space come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.noblur.com/games/illuspix/illus089.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If u watch the above images from ur seat in front of the com, Mr Angry is on the left and Mrs Calm is on the right. Get up from ur seat and move back abt 7 to 12 feet. They switch places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.blogexplosion.com/pic.php?u=150KPnlT&amp;i=405"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos.blogexplosion.com/pic.php?u=150KPnlT&amp;amp;i=405" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Follow the instructions given below and see what u can see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Relax and concentrate on the 4 small dots in the middle of the pic for abt 30-40s.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then take a look at a wall near u (any smooth and single colour surface)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;U will see a circle of light developing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start blinking ur eyes a couple of times and u will see a figure emerging...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do u see? or... who do u see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116219056427040627?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116219056427040627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116219056427040627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/10/trompe-loeil.html' title='trompe l&apos;oeil'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116134578415636423</id><published>2006-10-20T10:50:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T11:03:04.173-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi peeps!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/acrobatcube_r.swf" loop="false" quality="high" FlashVars="backopacity=100&amp;cubecroptofit=1&amp;enlargecroptofit=0&amp;logopath=http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/ptlogo1.swf&amp;ptdim=50.10&amp;ptxy=400.16&amp;faceopacity=80&amp;img1=http://pic19.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1081/6936701/13300285/197388865.jpg&amp;img2=http://pic19.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1081/6936701/13300285/197388860.jpg&amp;img3=http://pic19.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1081/6936701/13300285/197388855.jpg&amp;img4=http://pic19.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1081/6936701/13300285/197388854.jpg&amp;img5=http://pic19.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1081/6936701/13300285/197388850.jpg&amp;img6=http://pic19.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1081/6936701/13300285/197388847.jpg" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="400" height="406" name="acrobatcube" id="acrobatcube" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time since i have blogged. Now tt promos have come to an end, mayb we can start to have more gatherings?? Ok, not tt it has discontinued... N oh ya, hope tt maria's supposition does not come true. I trust it wont =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116134578415636423?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116134578415636423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116134578415636423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-peeps.html' title='Hi peeps!!!'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116126296144220368</id><published>2006-10-19T12:00:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T12:02:41.463-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/that%20cambridge%20summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="228" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/that%20cambridge%20summer.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;silly pam said something that scared me today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No love, no friendship can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Francois Mauriac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116126296144220368?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116126296144220368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116126296144220368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/10/silly-pam-said-something-that-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116091451706377260</id><published>2006-10-15T11:09:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T11:15:17.076-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/iceskating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/iceskating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/ed789e9c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/ed789e9c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yesterday, i read something that i once said to my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i realized i never told you all this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cambridge was 5000 dollars, i paid a price for something that was priceless and that was you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the joy and laughter that i got since we got back is beyond what i expected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and it seems now we're spending too much time, but believe me, i have never been happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thank you thank you thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you guys to BITS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116091451706377260?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116091451706377260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116091451706377260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday-i-read-something-that-i-once.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-116005439961994854</id><published>2006-10-05T12:17:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T14:23:41.083-01:00</updated><title type='text'>What Clara does when she's bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b194/unitedkoala/loveactually.jpg"&gt;Love Actually!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b194/unitedkoala/loveactuallyposter.jpg"&gt;Poster!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-116005439961994854?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116005439961994854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/116005439961994854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-clara-does-when-shes-bored.html' title='What Clara does when she&apos;s bored'/><author><name>koalalalalala</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115996746525870082</id><published>2006-10-04T11:57:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T12:11:05.276-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/126/492/1600/ABCD0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/126/492/320/ABCD0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/126/492/1600/ABCD0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/126/492/320/ABCD0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can see, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Actually Is All Around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-LAUGHS TO ONESELF-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;past 2 days were really really fun though! so THANKS CRYSTAL AND LIBEN FOR BEING SUCH GREAT HOSTS! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think we spent a tad too much time together. i woke up from my nap today thinking, &lt;em&gt;eh? where's everyone else?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HOHO. pam's mad. and post promos can't get any more fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrightey, looking forward to admiring the moon tomorrow (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115996746525870082?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115996746525870082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115996746525870082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/10/as-you-can-see-love-actually-is-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115984624678041687</id><published>2006-10-03T02:30:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T02:30:46.790-01:00</updated><title type='text'>goal of the season</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hrpn1LaO5tA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smbdy help me post the video pls frm youtube its hanging on my account :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE CHANTING HIS NAME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115984624678041687?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115984624678041687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115984624678041687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/10/goal-of-season.html' title='goal of the season'/><author><name>*chongee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08382624619500306551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115953198250925713</id><published>2006-09-29T11:06:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T11:13:02.523-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mondays plan!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;meet at jurong mrt control station at 12.30 [bio people, eat lunch first before going!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;physics people will have lunch separately or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we are going to ICE SKATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and maybe kbox or watch scoop after that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;qianhua says we'll eat dinner at an expensive restaurant or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thats the plan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115953198250925713?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115953198250925713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115953198250925713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-all-mondays-plan-meet-at-jurong.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115943686159609667</id><published>2006-09-28T08:44:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T08:51:14.483-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/2E%20Royston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/2E%20Royston.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMT! TMO!&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHO IS THIS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115943686159609667?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115943686159609667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115943686159609667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/omt-tmo-guess-who-is-this.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115934181812363799</id><published>2006-09-27T05:03:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T06:25:50.220-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cataclysmic morning</title><content type='html'>5.27am - alarm clock rang ominously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.30 - climbed out of bed slothfully, still knackered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.31 - entered bathroom and have my teeth brushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.36 - teetered back to room to check the exam venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.37 - ohhh, so its D3SR6. Wait, WHAT!!! Y does it say Wednesday 27.9.06, H2 Mathematics (1230) on the left column??!! Isnt it supposed to be chemistry today??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.38 - flabbergasted. Felt as if some satanic force has perniciously led me towards the graveyards of discordantly dilapidated and vindictively crucifying death. Incarcerated by this overwhelming feeling for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.40 - 'Mum, im cabbing to sch cos i studied for the wrong subj. Its math today instead of chem!' Mum: oh ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.41 - wolfing down my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.46 - dashed into bathroom for daily morning shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.03 - burst out of bathroom and scurried into bedroom. Flipped notes precipitately to Chapter 4A - Differentiation l - Techniques of Differentiation and Limits. Smsed crystal, 'thought its chem today instead of math. Studied for the wrong subj. Die...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.04 - continued with my attempt to salvage the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.14 - crystal's mum replied, 'Isnt it math today? ok, just try to do whatever you can. Should not be too much of a problem for you.' (Was too jittery to really remember the exact words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.16 - crystal's mum sent another msg, 'Do not panic. Just stay calm.' (Not very sure if those are the exact words as well) Glanced through the msges briefly and carried on reading notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.21 - crystal's msg, 'that was my mum btw. Told u she always looks through my msgs. Dont worry too much ok:)' (Also not very sure if these are the exact words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.21 - 7.30 - mugging profusely to hopefully absorb as much info as possible, ignoring the beads of exasperation that began to entrench me from all sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.32 - packed everything and bolted out of the hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.36 - fortunate enough to be able to flag down a cab at sucha short time. 'Sir, could you pls ensure that i reach Raffles Junior College in half an hour? Cos i am rushing for an exam. Drop me off along Braddell Rd pls.' Taxi-driver, 'ok, shall try my best.' 'Thanks.' Chatted with the driver throughout the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.42 - signs of traffic jam along PIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.43 - 7.55 - egregiously slow traffic for the exit to Lornie Rd. 'Sir, do u think i can make it on time? i need to reach my sch by 8.' Taxi-driver, 'i will try my best but i can't guarantee that u can make it. It all depends on the traffic.' 'Thanks.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.56 - escaped out of the bottleneck, back to less heavy traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.02 - reached rj backgate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apocalyptic day for chinyue. 927 catastrophe =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115934181812363799?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115934181812363799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115934181812363799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/cataclysmic-morning.html' title='Cataclysmic morning'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115900438233266005</id><published>2006-09-23T08:36:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T08:39:42.360-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hey guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha boo, my internet's spoiled-a tragic news for me, and an absolutely delightful one for my mom. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im counting down to the day this stupid promos end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha im at my condo's clubhouse :P boo, ultra happy to have internet back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yay yay yay yay yay yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pamela loo, im sure you pangseh our overnight mugging. haha though i so know that we'll end up sleeping haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115900438233266005?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115900438233266005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115900438233266005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-guys-haha-boo-my-internets-spoiled.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115894088842409148</id><published>2006-09-22T14:40:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T15:01:28.570-01:00</updated><title type='text'>MES, layman's terms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt; If you are studying Econs please ignore what's below because I don't take econs and you will probably fail your essay if you use this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MES: Koala Burger Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Koala Burger Company (which does not sell koala-meat burgers--it's just the name) employs only 1 person to cook burgers at a rate of 10 minutes/burger then they will like just die because they can only have 1 customer every 10 minutes and the customer will get very very impatient and probably just leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you have 2 people, maybe KBC can cook 3 burgers every 10 minutes due to greater efficiency. So the more people you employ, the faster you make burgers, the more you sell, the more cows you kill, the more environmentalists you annoy and irritate but you will be able to fight off all the lawsuits with compensation money because you're making so much money selling burgers and anyway environmentalists are so poor they probably couldn't afford a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except, you will reach a certain point when you are employing too many people such that productivity actually goes down. And because you are employing so many gazillion people in your wonderful burger-making company that labour cost actually goes up. And because you're employing so many people, you need to employ more managers to manage these people. So you're paying all these people extra money and productivity goes down so cost effectiveness goes down too. So that's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by this point you might have given the environmentalists enough money to hire some super pro lawyer who can knock your socks off and your company will shut down and then cows will stop dying and people will get less mad cow disease which is good for the rest of the world, except for you, because you are unemployed and if you happen to situate your company in a socialist/welfare state then you're still going to have to pay all your gazillion workers. This is where Economic Geography starts because more people realise this and then move their factories to developing/newly industrialised countries and then Clara's headache starts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115894088842409148?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115894088842409148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115894088842409148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/mes-laymans-terms.html' title='MES, layman&apos;s terms'/><author><name>koalalalalala</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115892676753704737</id><published>2006-09-22T10:30:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T11:25:07.970-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Minimum Efficient Scale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Since maria thinks tt i shld know more abt minimum efficient scale, i shall do an entry on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Firstly, whats minimum efficient scale? The minimum efficient scale      (MES) is the output for a business in the long run where the internal economies      of scale have been fully exploited. It corresponds to the lowest point on      the long run average total cost curve and is also known as the output of long      run productive efficiency. Hence, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the MES achieves production of a good at the lowest possible opportunity cost, which means its not possible to produce a good at any lower cost than at the minimum efficient scale. At this quantity the production involves foregoing the least amount of other goods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; The MES is rarely a single output - more likely      its a range of output levels where average cost is minimised where the firm      achieves constant returns to scale. In other words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;while minimum efficient scale is often specified in terms of "the quantity of production," it need not be a single quantity. It could be a range of output. The reason is tt long-run average cost is subject to two influences, economies of scale (and increasing returns t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;o scale) for small production levels and diseconomies of scale (and decreasing returns to scale) for larger production levels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Therefore, the MES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;is the production quantity or range of quantities in which these two influences balance out or, in which the economies of scale have been exhausted, but the diseconomies of scale have not yet surfaced. This could be a single quantity, a turning point on the long-run average cost curve, or it could be a range of output. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The MES will vary from industry to industry      depending on the nature of the cost structure in a particular sector of the      economy. When the ratio of fixed to variable costs is very high, there is      great potential for reducing the average cost of production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tutor2u.net/economics/content/diagrams/mes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.tutor2u.net/economics/content/diagrams/mes.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graph below presents the long-run average cost curve for the production of Wacky Willy Stuffed Amigos (those cute and cuddly armadillos, tarantulas, and scorpions). The negatively-sloped range for relatively small quantities of output is the result of economies of scale. Over this range, workers and machinery become increasingly specialized, volume discounts r given on electricity prices, auxiliary activities begin springing up around the Wacky Willy factory, and markets r emerging for some of the bi-products. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As the scale of production increases, these economies of scale r exhausted and diseconomies take hold. This is reflected in the positively-sloped portion of the long-run average cost curve. Diseconomies of scale result cos the factory is so big, with so many workers and levels of management, tt its increasingly difficult to manage. Moreover, bcos The Wacky Willy Company is the primary employer in Shady Valley, labor prices rise as Wacky Willy employment increases. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The minimum point on the long-run average cost curve occurs where economies of scale give way to diseconomies, and a production quantity of 300. This is the MES for the production of Wacky Willy Stuffed Amigos. As far as the opportunity cost of foregone production is concerned, Wacky Willy cannot produced Stuffed Amigos at a lower per unit cost than at this MES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amosweb.com/images/LRAC001w.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.amosweb.com/images/LRAC001w.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extent to which economies of scale can be exploited in the long run will      vary btwn different industries. In some the minimum efficient scale is      reached at a relatively low level of output. The internal scale economies r limited and there is room for many separate businesses to achieve the      MES. With a natural monopoly, the cost structure is different. For eg,      in industries where massive networks or national distribution channels r      required, the overhead costs relative to the running costs r likely to be      high. Theres also likely to be great potential to exploit technical economies      of scale. As a result the MES may be a high proportion of total market demand.      There may be room only for one business to fully exploit the economies of      scale available in the industry. We assume for a natural monopoly that the      long-run average cost curve falls continuously over a very large range of      output. This is shown in the diagram below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tutor2u.net/economics/content/diagrams/mes2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.tutor2u.net/economics/content/diagrams/mes2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, tts abt it. Pls feel free to add on whatever i have missed out or correct any mistakes made =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115892676753704737?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115892676753704737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115892676753704737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/minimum-efficient-scale.html' title='Minimum Efficient Scale'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115885376292590177</id><published>2006-09-21T14:27:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T15:27:43.650-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another cool pic!</title><content type='html'>Amazing optical illusion! If ur eyes follow the movement of the rotating pink dot, u will only see 1 colour, pink. However if u stare at the black&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;  "+"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in the centre, the moving dot turns to green. Now concentrate on the black &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18;color:black;"   &gt;"+"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the centre of the pic. After a short period, all the pink dots will slowly disappear, n u will only see a green dot rotating. Its just so fascinating how our brain works. There really isnt any green dot n the pink ones really dont disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ursispaltenstein.ch/cgi-bin/EE/images/uploads_1/illusion.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ursispaltenstein.ch/cgi-bin/EE/images/uploads_1/illusion.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://207.46.9.252/cgi-bin/getmsg/image001.gif?&amp;msg=83F9A9BE-D842-4BB0-A770-100D85DEE40D&amp;amp;start=0&amp;len=65289&amp;amp;amp;amp;mimepart=7&amp;curmbox=00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000001&amp;amp;b=44ed158ef87668f7c8cb8fb1d8d8ebd7&amp;disk=10.1.106.218_d1861&amp;amp;login=praseodym_59&amp;domain=hotmail%2ecom&amp;amp;hm___sig=34567c1101c6dd9119c17148453f54aceec01f606dbb1f07"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115885376292590177?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115885376292590177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115885376292590177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-cool-pic.html' title='Another cool pic!'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115858431163198487</id><published>2006-09-18T10:57:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:58:31.966-01:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW SEASON OF PROJECT RUNWAY!!!</title><content type='html'>It was this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dream.imgz.info/200603/200603_6c859364c4160fd990af8dac3c8eba39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://dream.imgz.info/200603/200603_6c859364c4160fd990af8dac3c8eba39.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tvsquad.com/images/2005/12/runway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.tvsquad.com/images/2005/12/runway.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW  its this!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.realitytvmagazine.com/photos/uncategorized/project_runway_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.realitytvmagazine.com/photos/uncategorized/project_runway_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, the 3rd season of project runway has returned!!! &lt;span class="hmbodytxt"&gt;Project Runway is back for a third spin around the sewing machines, with fifteen eager designers on their eye for the grand prize &lt;/span&gt;as they step up to the plate (n sewing machines) for their stab at making it big in the fashion industry. Premieres this wed 20 sept 10.30pm. MUST watch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either u r in, or u r out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115858431163198487?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115858431163198487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115858431163198487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-season-of-project-runway.html' title='NEW SEASON OF PROJECT RUNWAY!!!'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115846824916339804</id><published>2006-09-17T03:42:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T04:23:24.633-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out this cool pic!</title><content type='html'>Some random pic i found on the net=)&lt;br /&gt;(scroll down slowly to attain its optimum effect)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://163.20.140.10/classweb/UploadPhoto/5429_img_14_290_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://163.20.140.10/classweb/UploadPhoto/5429_img_14_290_0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115846824916339804?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115846824916339804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115846824916339804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/check-out-this-cool-pic.html' title='Check out this cool pic!'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115842035032254486</id><published>2006-09-16T14:09:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T14:49:36.836-01:00</updated><title type='text'>badminton :)</title><content type='html'>wee i just came back from bmt (badminton). each time i go to play i feel so...free. it's been a long time since i went back to play and for these two weeks (we play once a week) it's been reaaaaaaaaaaaally exhilarating so yup regretted not going back to play earlier. lolz yes ok do u'll know wat i'm talking abt? nvm if u'll don't cos i just wanna share my bliss :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup after all these mugging...sobz ok not that i really mugged cos i still played 2 games of dota and watched devil's advocate with my bro today...but ki is so... ARGH mug until dono wat to mug then after mug still don't know anything so aiya give don't mug lor :) ok um back to wat i was saying after all these mugging these kinda things (referring to bmt) is so valuable in just releasing and forgetting pent up stress and worries for the moment. so yea really treasure the bmt sessions each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all u guys... anyone who's feeling depressed by the upcoming promos, wanna share a quote that my bro framed up for me and my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond imagination. It is our light more than our darkness which scares us. We ask ourselves - who are we to be brilliant, beautiful, talented, and fabulous. But honestly, who are you to not be so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a child of God, small games do not work in this world. For those around us to feel peace, it is not example to make ourselves small. We were born to express the glory of God that lives in us. It is not in some of us, it is in ALL of us. While we allow our light to shine, we unconsciously give permission for others to do the same. When we liberate ourselves from our own fears, simply our presence may liberate others"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really wanna analyze the quote... it'd just shatter the beauty and mystery of it so intepret it how u will, cynically or inspirationally. to me, it's beautiful :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115842035032254486?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115842035032254486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115842035032254486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/badminton.html' title='badminton :)'/><author><name>MeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14932959094823991862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115837987780983332</id><published>2006-09-16T03:08:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T03:11:17.833-01:00</updated><title type='text'>remember this, liben?</title><content type='html'>libens tkk proj in pri sch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5943/2684/1600/liben%20tkk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5943/2684/320/liben%20tkk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ok, the image may not b so clear. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115837987780983332?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115837987780983332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115837987780983332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/remember-this-liben.html' title='remember this, liben?'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115824335487354861</id><published>2006-09-14T12:21:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T13:15:55.393-01:00</updated><title type='text'>funny shots of liben</title><content type='html'>Throughout the cambridge trip, there were many &lt;s&gt;spastic&lt;/s&gt; hilarious moments of liben tt were captured. So here r some of them after a brief compilation. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cap.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/cap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben looking like a young boy with a baseball cap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=libeninred.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/libeninred.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny expression by liben, in red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=libensmiling.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/libensmiling.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben grinning from ear to ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=libenlikearabbit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/libenlikearabbit.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben behaving like 1 of those rabbits we saw on the green lushy fields&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=suckingthumb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/suckingthumb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben sucking his thumb, like an infant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=tonguesticking.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/tonguesticking.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben sticking out his long slimy tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=libeninblazer.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/libeninblazer.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben looking flummoxed in his blazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=beingproudofjacket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/beingproudofjacket.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben being proud of his yellow 8-pound jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=beingcool.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/beingcool.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;libens unsuccessful attempt to look cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=shocked.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/shocked.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben completely flabbergasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=greenapple.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/greenapple.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;libens erratic way of eating an apple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=burger.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/burger.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and a hamburger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=buswitheechong.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/buswitheechong.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben hugging the plastic bottle affectionately as he missed his 2-L orange milk bottle back at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=vendetta.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/vendetta.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LV (not louis vuitton) L=liben, V=vendetta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=jeepcar.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/jeepcar.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeep smiling beside car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=laughorcry.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/laughorcry.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was liben laughing hysterically or crying out excruciatingly here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=attemptingsharon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/attemptingsharon.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben attempting to do a 'sharon'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=tryingtolookserious.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/tryingtolookserious.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...having failed to do so, he tried to look serious, which obviously was a greater mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=slpy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/slpy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben was slpy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=slping.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/slping.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...he fell aslp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=halfawake.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/halfawake.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...only to b woken up by some cream lotion on his forehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=onhead.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/onhead.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben putting his rocket on his head, just like how he placed his filthy chapteh on his head in sch after kicking it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=onhead2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/onhead2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...n he did it again. He just LOVES to hav stuffs on his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=kungfu.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/kungfu.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben doing taiji with his bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=libennotsmiling.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/libennotsmiling.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liben wasnt smiling when every1 was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=libenwenthavoc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/libenwenthavoc.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...however tt was b4 he went havoc, with his tie flapping all over the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/?action=view&amp;current=titan.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/titan.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, the classic moment when liben vehemently exclaimed, 'TITAN is the 2nd largest moon in our solar system!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Looking at libens weird facial expressions in every single 1 of these pics just made me burst into tears of laughter as wistful memories r simultaneously brought back. Think it wld b the same for u all too. So use this to act as stress relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to liben, the joker who injected joy n laughter into the trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115824335487354861?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115824335487354861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115824335487354861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/funny-shots-of-liben.html' title='funny shots of liben'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115812848723592175</id><published>2006-09-13T04:58:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T05:21:27.260-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/bickering%20again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/bickering%20again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/bang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/bang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/haha%20one%20naked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/haha%20one%20naked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/dinner%20yum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/dinner%20yum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/move%20back%20lorh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/move%20back%20lorh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here are some sneak pics before you get the dvd passed on to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the nostalgia and fondness in which the photos bring is just unbelievable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thankyou mel! for compiling the dvd.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it must be so tiring chasing us for the photos (and i havent even pass you mine!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(: yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mel rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mug hard then guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drink lots of water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have fun in the midst of it all (its hard :( )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sleep enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lots of love! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115812848723592175?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115812848723592175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115812848723592175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-are-some-sneak-pics-before-you.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115807450757153132</id><published>2006-09-12T14:18:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T14:23:25.986-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Happiness&lt;/strong&gt; is not found at the end of the road, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; it is experienced along the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; So take not for granted each moment of your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and you will find a reason to be happy each day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Don't worry so much about tomorrow &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;that you forget to live today. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know you guys are mugging hard, well except Chin Yue who's possibly still ploughing through inches of Math tutorials hahaha but don't be too stressed out yeah? It's not the end of the world even if you get 0th percentile (which you won't, Sharon). Thought the quote was rather apt 'cos reading this blog makes me happy, even after a terrible terrible day. So just remember not to study sooo hard that you fall sick or break down 'cos that's not worth it... Stay HAPPY :D (and if you can't, just think of koalas and how cute they are :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Happy Birthday Mr Zhang Liben!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:8;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/31808034-115807450757153132?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115807450757153132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115807450757153132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/happiness-is-not-found-at-end-of-road.html' title=''/><author><name>koalalalalala</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115798576371291507</id><published>2006-09-11T13:35:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T13:42:43.730-01:00</updated><title type='text'>yoyo everybodyy</title><content type='html'>hey everyone!! so long since i've blogged. lolz still check e blog everyday of course... blog surfing is like everyday habit one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and msn is down!!! sooooooooo irritating. and i have a lit essay tmr but super don't feel like doing it. it's my lit teacher's bday so shudn't giver more work ma right? if i do then she must mark so i must be nice and not give her more work :) yes must sink into my delusions and convince myself of my morals. logical maa don't u'll agree :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying! everyone is so uptight... it's the most studious sept hols i've seen... i used to spend sept hols playing it away... definitely not studying but this time seems like everyone (including me) is so caught up with the promos. wonder why the change of heart... maybe it's the atmosphere. were the j2s like that? or maybe the teachers' emphasis on how lousy we are as a batch got to us -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am after studying in school until 9. yes 9!!! so powerful study in school leh... until 9 some more. lolz ok so shameless but i don't feel like studying anymore. i think i'll read my othello or something. don't wanna do any work or move my brains. shud i look thru the no-matter-how-many-times-i-read-thru-still-forget chem organic summary or shud i read my thick wad of lit notes that i just received?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall go practice piano then go lie on the bed reading stuff and fall asleep. lolz one of my earliest days i'm leaving my comp... but lolz no msn so cannot coordinate dota so nothing to do in the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night sweet dreams everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115798576371291507?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115798576371291507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115798576371291507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/yoyo-everybodyy.html' title='yoyo everybodyy'/><author><name>MeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14932959094823991862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115788631828085500</id><published>2006-09-10T09:59:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T10:05:18.280-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Comparison&lt;/span&gt; is the root of all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;inferiority&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a matter of how fast you run, but who runs the fastest. It's not about how pretty you are, but who is the prettiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just trying to find the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; part of me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: read this somewhere, couldn't help but post it up. made too much sense :) one of my philo-days :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;Mug hard and Jiayou! Stay strong and healthy guys! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115788631828085500?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115788631828085500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115788631828085500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/comparison-is-root-of-all-inferiority.html' title=''/><author><name>photosynthesis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10963382482182170362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115777937880988248</id><published>2006-09-09T04:20:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T04:22:58.820-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today the cambridge people went to swensen's for lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause pamela maria loo jing ling had discount&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it was fun fun fun (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;same people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fridays out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;same jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;same laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;same same same (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;countday to 4th oct &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115777937880988248?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115777937880988248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115777937880988248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-cambridge-people-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115762090346532332</id><published>2006-09-07T08:20:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T08:21:43.486-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SPSBSJP! (:&lt;br /&gt;sian diao to infinity&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts of a bored mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115762090346532332?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115762090346532332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115762090346532332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/spsbsjp-sian-diao-to-infinity.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115752123546968444</id><published>2006-09-06T04:28:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T04:40:35.483-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Its mugging time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.rootbeerreviews.com/brews/images/mug_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.rootbeerreviews.com/brews/images/mug_2002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woots, it seems like its the mugging season, as evident on this blog. But i m not talking abt a period of instability, chaos n violence when pple get accosted n intimidated as they r robbed. Its this part of the yr when pple start studying, cramping n memorising amid this widespread frisson of excitement (or alarm?). So wish all of u gd luck for the upcoming promos!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115752123546968444?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115752123546968444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115752123546968444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-mugging-time.html' title='Its mugging time!!!'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115747046141223677</id><published>2006-09-05T14:30:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T14:34:21.426-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Steve Irwin</title><content type='html'>This website is dedicated to steve irwin who passed away only ytd. Click on the button below to go to the site n leave ur comments as a way of showing ur concern for him. RIP steve. Crikey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tributetosteve.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://tributetosteve.com/tributetosteve.gif" alt="Tribute To Steve Irwin - Leave a message about the passing of Steve!" width="176" height="31"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115747046141223677?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115747046141223677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115747046141223677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/tribute-to-steve-irwin.html' title='Tribute to Steve Irwin'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115738862630913445</id><published>2006-09-04T15:43:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T15:53:53.300-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Day</title><content type='html'>Chin Yue is too lazy to blog so I will sum up what he wants to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (or yesterday actually) was a sad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steve Irwin died&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;     &lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;He was an Australian from Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;     &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His passion for crocodiles was unparallelled: "Every chance I get, I will put my life on the line to save crocs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;RIP. We're going to shed crocodile tears for you man... Real crocodile tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andre Agassi retired from tennis for good&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;     &lt;li&gt;He is an American&lt;/li&gt;     &lt;li&gt;He won many many Australian Open titles in Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; It is a sad day for Melbourne. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115738862630913445?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115738862630913445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115738862630913445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/sad-day.html' title='Sad Day'/><author><name>koalalalalala</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115736355960554333</id><published>2006-09-04T08:47:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T08:52:39.673-01:00</updated><title type='text'>ehh, who's turn is it to blog</title><content type='html'>wow, 61 posts&lt;br /&gt;how remarkable&lt;br /&gt;it seems like yesterday when Mr. Sze nagged at us during dinner times to blog, look where we are now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep this together guys&lt;br /&gt;stick close&lt;br /&gt;and be happy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115736355960554333?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115736355960554333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115736355960554333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/ehh-whos-turn-is-it-to-blog.html' title='ehh, who&apos;s turn is it to blog'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115729715695495822</id><published>2006-09-03T14:25:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T14:25:57.126-01:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>I LOVE YOU'LL YOU'LL LOVE ME&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE HAPPY FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;WITH A GREAT BIG HUG AND A KISS&lt;br /&gt;FROM ME TO ALL OF YOU&lt;br /&gt;WON'T YOU'LL SAY YOU'LL LOVE ME TOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalalalala this is not chongee this is some alien monster who ate him up. u know the arnie clone movie? oh and as chongee's last wish was to see that stupid jogging video his best friend chinyue BETTER POST it or else aline monster me whos typin not very gd will eat him up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aliene monsta dun like mugging job chongee gave him. SIAN  DIAO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115729715695495822?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115729715695495822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115729715695495822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_03.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>*chongee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08382624619500306551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115726409634738724</id><published>2006-09-03T05:07:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T05:14:56.360-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy bday to pamela MARIA loo jing ling!!!</title><content type='html'>Herzlichen Glueckwunsch zum Geburtstag!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, dont know how much of ur german do u still remember but nvm... shall sing the german bday song here, for u:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;*starts singing horribly out of tune with my 'no-comments' voice*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wie schoen dass du geboren bist,&lt;br /&gt;wir haetten dich sonst sehr vermisst.&lt;br /&gt;wie schoen dass wir zusammen sind,&lt;br /&gt;wir gratulieren dem Geburtstagskind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115726409634738724?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115726409634738724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115726409634738724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-bday-to-pamela-maria-loo-jing.html' title='Happy bday to pamela MARIA loo jing ling!!!'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115725422071660554</id><published>2006-09-03T02:29:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T02:37:16.080-01:00</updated><title type='text'>vids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&amp;ufid=A270B67D77685D25"&gt;Liben's surprise:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&amp;amp;ufid=5CD74A4A1AA658E6"&gt;Liben's Pledge:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&amp;amp;ufid=E29E5B9C452B179E"&gt;Maria's Pledge:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115725422071660554?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115725422071660554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115725422071660554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/vids.html' title='vids'/><author><name>koalalalalala</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115721842763558758</id><published>2006-09-02T15:49:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T16:38:04.240-01:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRISE DAY!!</title><content type='html'>hahahaha, these videos just reduce me to tears of laughter n joy whenever i watch them albeit for the umpteenth time. Tremendous feeling of felicity n hedonism just wells up inside, fills me to the brim, n overflows. Oh my, these videos rock!! Excellent source of entertainment as well, especially marias ear-splitting banshee scream (joking =)) Ok, since liben didnt manage to upload the videos here, i shall hav the honour of doing it. YAY! lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s111.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/MOV00007.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creeping into marias hse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s111.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/MOV00009.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maria screams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s111.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/MOV00011.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;libens surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s111.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid111.photobucket.com/albums/n149/praseodym/MOV00012.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loychuans surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE U ALL TO BITS N PIECES, AS WELL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115721842763558758?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115721842763558758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115721842763558758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/surprise-day.html' title='SURPRISE DAY!!'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115721183884337840</id><published>2006-09-02T14:25:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T14:43:58.860-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness?</title><content type='html'>I was really happy this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;It was a 3-day week.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Holidays are next week.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I found out I was going to Melbourne.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I (almost) finished my PW report.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; Then Friday came and then I realised that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/905/310/1600/P1010358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/905/310/320/P1010358.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUE HAPPINESS IS WHEN YOU SEE YOUR FRIEND SMILE BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU'VE DONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115721183884337840?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115721183884337840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115721183884337840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/happiness.html' title='Happiness?'/><author><name>koalalalalala</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115720496414353346</id><published>2006-09-02T12:34:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T12:49:24.156-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1894/3535/1600/DSC00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1894/3535/320/DSC00008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the crashers at maria's house! (dun ask. i've no idea wad sharon's doing...) this was moments before maria emerged from the spiral staircase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1894/3535/1600/PICT3820.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1894/3535/320/PICT3820.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scrap book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1894/3535/1600/PICT3819.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1894/3535/320/PICT3819.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            bday present! absolutely fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115720496414353346?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115720496414353346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115720496414353346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/crashers-at-marias-house-dun-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>Steven</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115719431999429428</id><published>2006-09-02T09:41:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T11:04:07.060-01:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/yay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/yay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/miss%20chua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/miss%20chua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/haha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/lala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it doesn't matter if we come home everyday to print stuff, paste stuff, write stuff, sew stuff. it doesn't matter if our hands get pricked by needles, or if we had to travel to malaysia to get the presents, or if we had to run from one place to another, it doesn't matter if we lost our way and it doesn't matter if we had to get up early, and it doesn't matter if people we love dont understand how much we love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the only thing that mattered was that we truly surprised you and we made your 17th an unforgettable one, and that we got closer because of this (: yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the smiles&lt;br /&gt;omt! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its all that matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we were all masterminds, i wasnt the one (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115719431999429428?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115719431999429428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115719431999429428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115718331019154219</id><published>2006-09-02T05:42:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T06:48:30.240-01:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise part 2</title><content type='html'>ok here's liben's side of the story. sit back, relax, and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Liben wakes up at 715am (oops)&lt;br /&gt;2. Liben takes bus 165&lt;br /&gt;3. Bus gets caught in a jam and driver decides to take flyover instead of going by braddell&lt;br /&gt;4. As a result Liben has to stop near fire station &amp; walk (instead of macritchie to change to 156)&lt;br /&gt;5. He arrives at j8 at 8.30 and sees... Clara Suat Sharon Eechong Mel!&lt;br /&gt;6. The masterminds appear 10 mins later.&lt;br /&gt;7. Their names are Crystal and Chinyue (who was in geylang at 3am. for supper of course)&lt;br /&gt;8. Ok the main mastermind was Crystal&lt;br /&gt;9. But nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;10. Qianhua was nowhere to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;11. She had overslept.&lt;br /&gt;12. As always.&lt;br /&gt;13. Ok she stayed over at her friends house the night before for PW.&lt;br /&gt;14. Anyway, after a short debate on whether to take 13 from bishan interchange or j8 bus stop&lt;br /&gt;15. the gang of 8 made their way to potong pasir, where they met up with Ms Chua&lt;br /&gt;16. and became the gang of 9&lt;br /&gt;17. the gang of 9 then made their way to Euro Asia Park&lt;br /&gt;18. Which happens to be where someone lives&lt;br /&gt;19. That someone is Pamela Maria Loo Jing Ling&lt;br /&gt;20. and she was about to be in for a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;21. Her dear sister Clare had been helping the gang of 9 behind the scenes&lt;br /&gt;22. and of course it was her who let the gang in.&lt;br /&gt;23. Everyone found a hiding place&lt;br /&gt;24. and eechong went up to wake maria&lt;br /&gt;25. Everyone else waits in silence downstairs&lt;br /&gt;26. and silence is broken by maria's classic glass shattering scream&lt;br /&gt;27. Moments later maria appears from the spiral staircase in sleepwear&lt;br /&gt;28. and screams again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK u're probably really bored by now since maria has already blogged about this.&lt;br /&gt;But hang on there's more. Oh and qianhua has arrived by now from her long sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. After the excitement dies down, Crystal asks the guys to stay and keep Maria downstairs&lt;br /&gt;30. while the girls prepare the cake upstairs&lt;br /&gt;31. Apparently it's some other surprise&lt;br /&gt;32. Moments later they emerge from upstairs with a chocolate birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;33. and Liben takes a video using his new phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause. Just imagine how Liben is feeling at this point. He's excited and happy. Just how someone who has played a successful prank feels happy about his cleverness. The excitement of a camera man knowing everything when the victim doesn't. And just then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. The cake is presented to Liben&lt;br /&gt;35. And everyone sings birthday song&lt;br /&gt;36. For liben.&lt;br /&gt;37. Who is too stunned for words.&lt;br /&gt;38. But besides that, he's also touched and wants to thank everyone for the surprise and present and scrap boook and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. of course thats not the end of the story&lt;br /&gt;40. Ms. Chua had a teachers' day surprise too.&lt;br /&gt;41. Basically its like a repeat of steps 29 to 37&lt;br /&gt;42. Except the victim is ms chua this time and its a teachers day song instead&lt;br /&gt;43. after that was pomelo, neoprints n kbox (Maria, 2006)&lt;br /&gt;44. (that means, pw report style, refer to maria's previous entry posted in 2006)&lt;br /&gt;45. Of course there's something she forgot to mention&lt;br /&gt;46. that she refused to sing any song&lt;br /&gt;47. Ok that's pretty much about it&lt;br /&gt;48. And someone has to teach Liben the it noob how to post videos&lt;br /&gt;49. Yup that's all.&lt;br /&gt;50. I LOVE U ALL! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115718331019154219?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115718331019154219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115718331019154219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/surprise-part-2.html' title='surprise part 2'/><author><name>Steven</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115712620384671972</id><published>2006-09-01T14:45:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T14:56:43.846-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/126/492/1600/pamsbirthday06%20033.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/126/492/320/pamsbirthday06%20033.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nice picture we took! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115712620384671972?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115712620384671972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115712620384671972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/nice-picture-we-took.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115712515910340201</id><published>2006-09-01T13:44:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T15:00:25.630-01:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRISE SURPRISE!</title><content type='html'>before i begin, let me say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GAHD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS TO BITS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously. BEST BIRTHDAY SURPRISE EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this is how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember talking to liben online last night. and HE DIDN'T DROP A SINGLE HINT. i was asking to see his phone and he said i'll see it in a week. i was thinking, i thought the surprise is sometime this week? but then again, liben being the blur fella we all know, probably didn't know about the surprise either. TURNS OUT I WAS SO WRONG! i was talking about whether we were going out today and he said he didn't think so. I WAS SO SAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i was about to sleep i was just thinking to myself, would they be coming to surprise me tmr? but then i either fell asleep right after, or simply dismissed the thought cos i remember what liben said, and what crystal said about having piano today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HO HO HO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exciting part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up this morning, heard my sister talking on the phone to someone and telling him/her i was asleep. so i said "no i'm not, pass me the phone." but she quickly put it down. something told me it'd be crystal soh harn wei. so i picked up the phone to check caller id and called back immediately. she picked it up and went very softly,"is this clare?" i was like,"NO IT'S PAMELA LOO. STUPID GIRL, CALL ME FOR WHAT!" hahahaha i'm sorry crystal ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway she hung up the phone immediately and i thought she was mad or something. so i went back to sleep. about an hour later, i woke up again. AND GUESS WHAT HAPPENED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAW A FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FAMILIAR &lt;s&gt;HORRIBLE&lt;/s&gt; NOT-SO-NICE ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;GUY&lt;/strong&gt;'S FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN MY ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON A FRIDAY MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SCREAMED. LIKE REALLY," AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MR TAN EE CHONG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all people, OH MY GAHD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha then there was laughter followed my many I'M SURE LAHs! and when i finally did regain composure, i made my way downstairs to find the hall oddly empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw movement, near my front door. and went,"I'M SURE YOU ALL HIDE THERE LA!" and very foolishly went over, CLAD IN MY UNGLAM HOMERUN SHIRT AND ROUND-CUT FBT SHORTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SILVER CAMERA staring straight at me from behind the sofa. we all know what happened next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pam collapses and falls on floor covering her pimply oily scarred face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the hall erupts in laughter and people emerge from their hiding places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(uncut super unglam video's with mr zhang liben)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness i still can't believe i fell for it even after miss crystal soh harn wei dropped like one hint every day about the surprise for the past 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so after changing out of my pyjamas we had cake (shall leave liben's side of his surprise to him) and they gave us each a present and a scrapbook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/126/492/1600/pamsbirthday06%20046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/126/492/320/pamsbirthday06%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks crystal so so so much for the late nights and getting pricked by needles! i'm so sorry for still screaming at you and all. you've no idea how touched i am! if not for the camera staring right into my ugly face (thanks liben) i think i would've cried! LOVE YOU BABE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THANKS EVERYONE for the lovely messages and pictures, for being in cahoots with crystal and working it out. YOU GUYS ROCK! oh my goodness I LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so we sat down and played good ol' pomelo. i lost one of the 2 games ): but i somehow got past truth or dare (i think we got distracted or something) hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dear eechong had to leave for pw or something. realised i never thanked him so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANKS FOR THE SHOCK BUDDY! i hope my scream didn't impair your sense of hearing. but yeah i'm not exactly used to having GUYS in my room on friday mornings. and i don't exactly sleep very glam-ly so it ain't a nice sight to see. thanks anyway! i'll try and be less mean.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after some time we set off for cineleisure where we took neoprints and had lunch at the food court. then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KBOX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite man. HAHA WHO AM I KIDDING! but it's liben aka birthday boy's hobby so we went! and it's the first time i actually had FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel's singing is like MEGA nice (note the choice of words. sounds familiar?) and liben's ain't too bad either (ahem you owe me for publicity). suat was good too, and chinyue? uh no comments la hor. hahahahaha kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway so yes, we kboxed all afternoon and took neos again after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is soooo long. but the essence lies here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS CRYSTAL, SUAT, CHINYUE, LIBEN, MEL, SHARON, EECHONG, QIANHUA, CLARA, LILING, XUHUI AND MISS CHUA SO SO SO SO SO SO SOOO MUCH FOR ALL THE PLANNING AND HARD WORK. you guys have no idea how touched and thankful i am for friends like you! never had such a surprise before and i must say it's the best birthday i've had (though not on the actual day itself but who cares) i'm so glad God let us meet in Cambridge and gave us soo many memories to take away from this trip. most importantly, this special friendship that will hopefully last us a looong loong time. i'm sorry for the deafening screams and incessant I'M SURE LAHs and i promise to be a nicer friend!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL SO SO MUCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks again for the best birthday EVER (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115712515910340201?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115712515910340201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115712515910340201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/surprise-surprise.html' title='SURPRISE SURPRISE!'/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115711497973511296</id><published>2006-09-01T11:47:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T11:49:39.746-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the smiles on your faces, and the screams, and the pomelo, and the 'im sure lahs' made me uber happy ((: next surprise soon! watch out tan ee chong!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;k borxxing ((: whee, did i tell you mr. foo guo zhong melvin and mr zhang liben has extreme range (: scary ! haha neoprints! ahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115711497973511296?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115711497973511296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115711497973511296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/smiles-on-your-faces-and-screams-and.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115695171063180933</id><published>2006-08-30T13:50:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T14:28:30.743-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't blogged in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promos are coming soon, the pressure is building up. but i have a serious communication problem between my radar and my head. signals telling me that i need to buck up isn't followed by actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness. everything is like in such a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's doing binomial expansion tutorial while im still at question 3 of summation. bio i didn't even finish diversity tutorial and mr. chan already went through the entire thing. then there's the virus and bacteria/virus genome tutorials laughing at me on my table - untouched. (i haven't even punched holes in them yet ah). i still can't comprehend why MR=MC can translate to P=MC and how the heck can agriculture subsidies result in sugar prices skyrocketing to 260% of world prices, when i thought they lowered prices and market failure refered to the overproduction of agricultural goods. i thought since PCL5 could react with alcohols they react with phenols. but that freaking lone pair on O is delocalized and unavailable. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate having unsettled questions hovering in my head. to know that there are things i should know which i don't. it's the feeling of mediocity and incompetency that is stiffling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 'neath all these, there's the hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for knowledge, for success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it fuels the fanatic chase for straight As and is more effective than caffeine in keeping us awake through the night. this is mania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me about BEING the epitome of chaos. -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;disgustin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.portalcab.com/post/liv-tyler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.portalcab.com/post/liv-tyler.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;gly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; slight digression: liv tyler is my definition of physical human beauty. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/31808034-115695171063180933?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115695171063180933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115695171063180933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/havent-blogged-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>photosynthesis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10963382482182170362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115676702201694585</id><published>2006-08-28T10:51:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T11:10:22.090-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to get reminded of Cambridge and the people there:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Chem lecture-cum-cooking lesson: Sunny side-up!&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Chem prac: "Conditions for experiment: Room temperature. But remember, the room temperature in Singapore is different from other places. It's 30 degrees here but in UK, it is around 20 degrees."&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;San Andrews Fault&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Chin Yue SMSing you 1 million times during lecture just to tell you he can see you.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Seeing Liben's, er, potential investor during Physics make-up&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The fact that my form teacher looks like Derrick&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;My irritating GP teacher's fake British accent&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Ms Chua's extremely bouncy H3 Chem lectures!&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Chin Yue's anality surfacing at Ding Tai Fung!&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Crystal's crazy surprises!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; Whee Liling and I are going to Melbourne! *Is very high now*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115676702201694585?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115676702201694585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115676702201694585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-to-get-reminded-of-cambridge-and.html' title=''/><author><name>koalalalalala</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115669563701010873</id><published>2006-08-27T15:17:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T15:20:37.026-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2762/3030/1600/cambridge.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2762/3030/320/cambridge.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for the nxt outing!&lt;br /&gt;whatever.whenever it is!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3slam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115669563701010873?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115669563701010873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115669563701010873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/3-i-cant-wait-for-nxt-outing-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>glamslam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045346945905486878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115668457381156471</id><published>2006-08-27T12:01:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T12:16:13.830-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Memory Lane by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Mcfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;eechongee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks away, we got back today,&lt;br /&gt;Tried remembering the place we used to know,&lt;br /&gt;But when we got back we felt so alone&lt;br /&gt;Without the ones with whom we shared our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory Lane,&lt;br /&gt;We're there again,&lt;br /&gt;Back to the days,&lt;br /&gt;And we'll remember basketball always,&lt;br /&gt;Not much has changed,&lt;br /&gt;Feels like we never went our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the place, we fooled around&lt;br /&gt;About six thousand miles away from here,&lt;br /&gt;N all the games we played a long time ago,&lt;br /&gt;And it reminds me of a place we used to know called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory Lane,&lt;br /&gt;We're there again,&lt;br /&gt;Back to the days,&lt;br /&gt;and we'll remember the pantry always,&lt;br /&gt;Not much has changed,&lt;br /&gt;And now we wanna run back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot showers everyday&lt;br /&gt;Sainsbury's made us pay&lt;br /&gt;Everyday the fun and play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down memory lane,&lt;br /&gt;We're there again,&lt;br /&gt;Back to the days,&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember every one of you guys always,&lt;br /&gt;Not much has changed,&lt;br /&gt;But it feels like yesterday I went away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha for the original please contact McFly. or urs truly. or suat. or sharon. hope u guys liked it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115668457381156471?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115668457381156471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115668457381156471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/memory-lane-by-mcfly-eechongee-two.html' title=''/><author><name>*chongee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08382624619500306551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115665089662712056</id><published>2006-08-27T02:50:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T02:54:56.640-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/clubhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/clubhouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/bluehorizon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/bluehorizon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;let's go house hopping (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we stay on melmel's house for the first night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then if its still not enoughh, you all can come to my house for open-sky sleepover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any cse, there is a gym, pool, pool (billard) tennis courts, ktv room and yeah, 4th floor sunset watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we had a great friday night out (: thankyouu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115665089662712056?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115665089662712056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115665089662712056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/lets-go-house-hopping-we-stay-on.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115665050259221937</id><published>2006-08-27T02:41:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T02:48:22.603-01:00</updated><title type='text'>hohoho!</title><content type='html'>hello hello hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be mugging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thought of this week being surprise week keeps crossing my mind. thanks to crystal soh harn wei, i already know bits and pieces of the so-called surprise (if there is one!) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the past few weeks of having little reunions in the mini canteen/lecture theatre (for h3 chem) have been awesome! i think the laughing and screaming aggravated the condition of my throat 'cos now i have a cough AND a sore throat AND a blocked nose. like crystal would say, SIAN DIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup so decided to be random and nice (as always) and post something here. just wanted to say thanks everyone for easing my cambridge-withdrawal symptoms the past few weeks. i dare say school's been a lot more exciting with you guys around! can hardly wait for promos to be over so we can have that stayover! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to The Surprise hahaha. study hard guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115665050259221937?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115665050259221937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115665050259221937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/hohoho.html' title='hohoho!'/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115659445138042500</id><published>2006-08-26T09:19:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T11:14:14.586-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Liben a big firm??</title><content type='html'>What liben shld do to bcome a big firm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Set ambitious goals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Set the right priorities.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Develop a strong strategic foundation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Build assets u can leverage.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take enormous, focused action.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 1: Set ambitious goals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What r ur revenue goals for this yr n nxt? What r ur goals for this quarter? If u dont hav specific goals, u're unlikely to achieve impressive results. Goal setting is not just a cliché or a technique used in tacky motivational speeches. If u want to achieve great things, u really do need to hav a specific vision abt where u wanna end up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1stly, u needa hav confidence in urself. True entrepreneurs set ambitious goals without worrying abt their current resources to achieve those goals. Entrepreneurs figure out what they want to achieve first, n then set out to make it happen, even if current reality seems to be in the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, what r ur most ambitious goals? Where do u want it to be next year?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 2: Get ur priorities straight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First, make development ur top priority.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most creative firm in the world will make less money than a mediocre firm who invests faithfully in business development. Tts cos good marketers reach more prospects, identify solutions tt matter to them, n develop compelling marketing msgs tt influence prospects to respond. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, less successful firms almost always wait for the phone to ring. They know they hav a solid product to offer, n r frustrated tt prospects cant figure tt out. They wld rather b self-righteous than successful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second, view ur business as a professional practice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dont b vendors, jumping from gig to gig. Rather, seek to develop long-term relationships with ur client. Position urself as strategic advisors who help ur client succeed, not as mercenaries who bid on one job n then the nxt. N focus on getting specific results to help ur clients succeed, not on completing a set of tasks in a work plan. Who wld u rather hire -- a designer with a professional practice, or a vendor who completes projects?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Third, they focus on comprehensive solutions, not tasks or piecemeal jobs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most successful firms provide complete solutions to their clients' problems. They stay with their clients to ensure tt specific increases in awareness n conversion actually happen. Tts a solution!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, big firms have a positive, proactive attitude. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They know tt building a firm takes patience n resilience, n r ready to weather setbacks along the way. Their philosophy is to move forward, keep learning n improving, hav fun, n never look back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In contrast, less successful firms give up during trials n tribulation. They dont persist. They seem unable or unwilling to learn n try new approaches n ideas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So do u offer deep, comprehensive solutions tt get results? N how wld u rate ur attitude?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 3: Develop a strong strategic foundation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The nxt step in thinking big is to develop a strong strategic foundation. Ur strategy answers key qns abt ur business n how u will grow n compete. These qs include:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is ur solution? Ur solution shld solve ur target market's complete problem, from A to Z. Many firms fail cos they only offer a partial ans to their clients' problems. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why r u unique? The most successful firms can fill in the following sentence, in a way tt matters to their target market: "Unlike other firms, i…" (Egs: manufacture well-designed jeeps as all different dimensions r calculated flawlessly to specifications)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which r the other big firms? U hav to know the other competitors in order to win them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 4: Build assets u can leverage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The more these strategies u use, the more successful u will b:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Develop a marketing system. With a consistent investment in marketing activities, u can ensure tt pple contact u in good n bad times. So tt u can obtain the optimum information abt ur client.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Elements of your marketing system shld include a variety of ways to gain visibility. Stand out n make urself known. Most of these approaches dont cost much to implement, but will improve ur visibility in ways tt ur prospects appreciate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please dont claim tt u lack the time and expertise to do more marketing. If u wanted to find 30-60 mins a day to do more marketing, u cld. And there is plenty of material out there about how to market. U probably just need more confidence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 5: Take enormous, focused action&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dont always say tt u "know" what to do, but cant seem to take action to do it. Wld u rather be smart, or successful? If u choose the latter, knowing isnt enough. U hav to take action.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For instance, here's a plan to get started right away using a marketing system:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Design a marketing message that clearly explains the problem you solve, your solution, its benefits, and why you are unique. Include proof in the form of a few testimonials. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Set a goal to reach ur entire target market in as short a time as possible, in the following ways: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Offering a free assessment tts not a hidden sales pitch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Writing a couple of articles in publications targeted to your market.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking at venues where ur client goes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to everyone else in ur network n developing ways to exchange referrals n leads.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Conducting research in ur target market abt ur clients presence, n other information tt u wld like to hav. This tactic is a great way to get in front of competitors.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Test what work n dont, n keep moving forward.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion: Stop thinking small, once n for all. B confident n think big, to bcome a big firm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Note: &lt;a href="http://www.liben.com/"&gt;Liben&lt;/a&gt; is a music publishing company.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a largely different note, Pluto is officially no more a planet. Dont worry liben, TITAN, is still the 2nd largest moon in our solar system.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115659445138042500?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115659445138042500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115659445138042500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/making-liben-big-firm.html' title='Making Liben a big firm??'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115652110674950597</id><published>2006-08-25T14:47:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T14:51:46.760-01:00</updated><title type='text'>let's get loud</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've been quite quiet on this blog lol considering my ermm usual self haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just wanted to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I LOVE ALL YOU GUYS EVERYONE TO BITS !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ohh and thanks for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pouter:..........."you're welcome" hahahaha guess who actually nobrainer qns lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOVE U GUYS AGAIN =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115652110674950597?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115652110674950597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115652110674950597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/lets-get-loud_25.html' title='let&apos;s get loud'/><author><name>*chongee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08382624619500306551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115652108024926173</id><published>2006-08-25T14:47:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T14:51:20.366-01:00</updated><title type='text'>let's get loud</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i've been quite quiet on this blog lol considering my ermm usual self haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;just wanted to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE ALL YOU GUYS EVERYONE TO BITS !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ohh and thanks for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;pouter:..........."you're welcome" hahahaha guess who actually nobrainer qns lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;LOVE U GUYS AGAIN =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115652108024926173?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115652108024926173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115652108024926173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/lets-get-loud.html' title='let&apos;s get loud'/><author><name>*chongee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08382624619500306551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115643542784568985</id><published>2006-08-24T14:38:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T15:03:47.856-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops, did anyone speak of the missing 2-L gigantic orange milk bottle tt was bought from malaysia for RM13 n the reason for its high value is due to the fact tt it can b found nowhere in sg? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, dont worry, like i once said, og is different from cambridge. We spent 336 consecutive hrs (or more than tt) together, which equate to 2 weeks of precious memories. Thus we wont die out so easily, or at least we ourselves can ensure tt tt doesnt happen. N i miss u all too much to allow tt to happen. Crap, cant make it too mushy, if not sharon will start calling me SNAG again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the slpover will tentatively b at crystals place?? Maria n sharon will b in charge of bringing mahjong sets, clara n eechong cards for pomelo n bridge, n do u all want booze? I dont mind bringing or we can just buy the cheap $9.95 tinto from shop n save. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, tmrs fri, which means tt we will b meeting again!!! Yay, so happy. Oh, n do u all wanna go bukit timah for dinner again? Cos someone is craving for Ritz apple strudels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, cya all tmr=)!!! Shall turn in soon after drinking some 47.3% dry gin. Sheesh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115643542784568985?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115643542784568985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115643542784568985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/oops-did-anyone-speak-of-missing-2-l.html' title=''/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115643340321834654</id><published>2006-08-24T14:24:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T14:32:32.243-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no i dont think we'll be like ogs (: i pray not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ogmates had one week together, we had two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ogmates do not think about each other &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;all day&lt;/span&gt;, we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ogmates never relate eggs and every other single thing to cambridge, we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ogmates never blog like this, we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ogmates never stayed up till 2 playing bridge we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ogmates dont surprise you at your house after piano lessons, we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you guys were my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for two weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it will stay that way (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i have never truly loved going to school that much in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nor have i truly  integrated into rj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;until that is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i met you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s: liben, dont get pissed k- it was with good intention that surprises were started. and the orange bottle wasnt hidden by me (:!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115643340321834654?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115643340321834654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115643340321834654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-i-dont-think-well-be-like-ogs-i.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115643202450338488</id><published>2006-08-24T13:55:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T14:07:12.710-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mel mel! i think so too:D had some worries about this initially, but not anymore! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll all stay tgt:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and from wat i last heard, sleepover after promos at crystal's? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115643202450338488?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115643202450338488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115643202450338488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/mel-mel-i-think-so-tood-had-some.html' title=''/><author><name>photosynthesis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10963382482182170362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115642781171213016</id><published>2006-08-24T12:13:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T12:56:51.980-01:00</updated><title type='text'>GAH</title><content type='html'>So we're all less Cambridge-withdrawn now... I guess having to hand up the dratted EoM brought us back down to reality. Nonetheless, there are always those subtle reminders... Like the egg that was cooked in Chem lecture today... Reminded Chin Yue of the Cambridge breakfast eggs... and he had to go and tell me that so I spent the following lecture thinking about *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I go to this really anti-social place in the morning to sleep and it's quite near some of the BB OGs and I realised all of a sudden that there's really only 1 OG which more than 5 people turn up whereas a few months ago most of them still had loads of people... I really hope that doesn't happen to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway because I'm feeling lazy and don't feel like blogging in my own blog (which has probably mummified), Manchester United won last night and Chelsea lost! WHEE! It feels nice to know Solskjaer scored again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I had things to blog about but I forgot them all. Apparently my short term memory holds less than 7 things. Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115642781171213016?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115642781171213016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115642781171213016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/gah.html' title='GAH'/><author><name>koalalalalala</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115626274718929279</id><published>2006-08-22T14:28:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:05:48.166-01:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>perhaps i wasn't as cambridge-sick as i was cos i was homesick. i really missed close friends and family and just conversing with them... 2 weeks is after all, e longest time i've been away. maybe some will see this as a weakness? lolz i dono personally i view it as a strength that i miss home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as for the 12 of us. i'm just really glad that we're still going out and all and maintaining contact with each other. after all it was a great experience we shared and a great bonding. and in all this, i envision the whole group of us just cliqueing together into one huge gang, separated by so many barriers yet not only just keeping in touch, but being a close-knitted group of friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolz i think it'd be so great if it can come to pass. if we can take comfort and take pride in the fact that a year from now, we're still good friends. so put in effort everyone :) and let's all bond together to form a clique that we will be proud to tell our family and other friends about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115626274718929279?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115626274718929279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115626274718929279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>MeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14932959094823991862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115624748798360971</id><published>2006-08-22T10:40:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T10:54:10.783-01:00</updated><title type='text'>SIAN DIAO NO MORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;looks like the cambridge withdrawal symptoms has slowly subsided and i've been seeing a more cheerful chinyue, yayy goodd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you know they have been announcing cambridge talks (: i wonder if we'll all appear next year and find 11 other familiar faces sitting in our midst during the cambridge talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i cant wait for our surprise too, and our proposed trip to where-ever! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at the same time, im like super super fearful that one day we'll become like those ogs that stopped meeting at their zcove, the outings stop, the chattings stop and everyone will just be anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that seriously scares me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;more than anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when time heals all the withdrawal symptoms, what stays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;heck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i still miss you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i still scream when i see maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and smile like an idiot when i see qianhua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and chinyue, he still roams around looking for people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;still sms-es liben to say " hi, i see you in the lt" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;still TRIES to come early for our meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and still show some signs of withdrawal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or maybe some things cannot be forgotten afterall. Forever inscribed, an indelible memory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WAHLAO, I CANNOT WAIT FOR OUR SURPRISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crystal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115624748798360971?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115624748798360971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115624748798360971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/sian-diao-no-more.html' title='SIAN DIAO NO MORE'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115616556401852191</id><published>2006-08-21T11:41:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T12:06:04.026-01:00</updated><title type='text'>top 6 things NOT to do during SPAs.</title><content type='html'>Chem SPAs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Forget to tare your weighing bottle, hallucinating that the powder is so dense half a spatula is 16.7g. Then find a pair of ever-widening-eyes-staring-straight-at-you in utter disbelief how dense your brain can be.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Wipe your beakers dry with tissue paper. There is a high possibility of leaving residual tissue in your beakers, and how would you realize those specks of tissue? --&gt; find them floating in your pipette bulb as you're pipetting that damned solution.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Use funnels when filling your burette with KMnO4. The funnels provided are of such high quality they are so smooth at the sides, capable of sealing off the entire mouth of the burette. Slight distractions  such as (laughing at other people) would leave you with a purple puddle on the floor before you know it. Oh, and notice the ever-widening-eyes-experiencing-a-heart-attack.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; Bio SPA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Hold a scapel too tightly. After a while, you'll see something fly and your scapel blade is half its original length. Don't bother find the other half, we all know where it went -_-&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Have a limited scope of vision. Do not empty your clive stalks and plasticine into tumblers of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fresh&lt;/span&gt; sucrose solution, when the discharge area a-kind-soul pointed to was the rubbish bin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEHIND&lt;/span&gt; the trolley of solutions. Like what they always say, have foresight.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;(some of you guys haven't taken bio spa), so let's just say, --&gt; don't drop your specimens onto the floor, and squash your hard work under your shoes. but at least, continue stepping on it till the-watching-eyes are gone --&gt; make full use right.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; Disclaimer: guide is for entertainment purposes only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, next time you go to the toilets, find a companion. Thus should you fall asleep while handling the important businesses they can wake you up :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115616556401852191?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115616556401852191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115616556401852191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/top-6-things-not-to-do-during-spas.html' title='top 6 things NOT to do during SPAs.'/><author><name>photosynthesis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10963382482182170362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115609316826414097</id><published>2006-08-20T15:50:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T15:59:28.290-01:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss...</title><content type='html'>Before everyone tries to complete my sentence, I have to add a qualifier - it's really not what you think it is! I don't miss locking myself out of my room (though Pamela evidently thinks I derived some peverse pleasure from doing so, I don't miss the food (though many can attest to what a glutton I am), I don't miss the rooms (I saw some dead moth on the floor once, and Li Ling found quite a few dead bugs in her room, so, erm), I don't really miss the lessons too (though some were fun and some sleepy escapades are amusing in retrospect)... I really miss the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't cry easily... For this trip, I didn't cry (haha) because I am not as emo as you people, but I don't think I've ever been on such a learning journey or had such an irreplaceable experience with such an amazing bunch of people. I think it's so amazing how all our personalities, despite being so disparate, really fused together. Charming conglomeration, if I say so myself, hehehehe. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah but seriously, contrary to what Xuhui said, I'm not that good with words, especially not when it comes to writing or articulating emotions. Especially not the emotions all you guys have blessed me with, this opportunity has blessed me with, and especially not the fondness I feel for this trip as a whole and the people that I have been so fortunate as to have crossed paths with, that which is larger than life itself! And that's really what makes it so utterly beautiful huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And okay so it's late, and I should really be sleeping, but I really wanted to post something and say THANK YOU to all you people for being so supportive everytime I locked myself out (pamela not included, joking ;)), for being so wacky, for being so caring, for being such an amazing bunch of people, and just for giving this trip your best. =) Really had a BLAST, and hope the memories LAST, and that we go on another trip FAST, let this not fade into the PAST! Okay I better stop my deranged rambling, but thanks for making this trip memorable everybadiiii. =) You guys rock, sediment,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yah it's not the end of the world, the pragmatist in me thinks Keeping in touch, with the advent of so many different forms of new technology, IS POSSIBLE. Impossible is NOTHING. Rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115609316826414097?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115609316826414097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115609316826414097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-miss.html' title='I miss...'/><author><name>swatto</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115607933376715531</id><published>2006-08-20T12:07:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T12:08:53.776-01:00</updated><title type='text'>orange</title><content type='html'>i was feeling dejected just now, and guess what? i whipped out an orange and started undressing it. haha.. when i realized what i was actually doing, i burst out laughing.. must to the worry of my mom. haha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115607933376715531?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115607933376715531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115607933376715531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/orange.html' title='orange'/><author><name>photosynthesis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10963382482182170362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115601491613236864</id><published>2006-08-19T18:05:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T18:15:16.140-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it's just me, but i never truly felt integrated into rjc every since i parted with rg. sometimes odac trips do inject intangible feelings of unity and belonging into me, and the occasional words your classmates may say to you which strikes you that there are people who care. just when i though rj life is gonna suck like hell, cambridge happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha:) it's wonderful that i feel i have people i can turn to should i feel lonely and dejected, really. the sense of belonging is not something that you get everywhere everytime as and when you ask for. but when you do, it does feel special.. funny how we all got together.. haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, don't ask why the hell am i awake at 3am in the morning. i think pw should be scrapped. the only thing it teaches me is that im super caffeine sensitive nowadays and one cup of coffee keeps me awake till i dunno when. haha.. finally an antidote to my ZZzzzz.. ok fine pw does teach us alot, but it incurs such high implicit costs!!! all my hours of sleep and my time to play with fishball and hammies. damned. i bet my hammies forgot who i am already. ok i think the night, no wait, i mean, the morning is getting into me and im crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k back to work. i guess this place shall just be my little trashy place to trash stuff out haha.. sorry i broke the atmosphere of reminising and stuff, but ya ok. OK STOP CRAPPING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine. bye:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115601491613236864?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115601491613236864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115601491613236864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-to-share-perhaps-its-just-me-but.html' title=''/><author><name>photosynthesis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10963382482182170362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115599397371253329</id><published>2006-08-19T11:46:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T12:26:13.753-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Pictures</title><content type='html'>hey, i have officially taken over my dad's account. though now tt i've started typing, i hardly know where to start. i think all the feelings of sadness and general misery and sian-ness have been thoroughly and eloquently described, and they mirror my own feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where to start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. the picture i have in my head of the trip is a perfect one. Cambridge was fun. We made new friends. We essentially had a 2-week holiday that was...special. Then -horrors- we were yanked back into reality, tossed back into the ocean of work awaiting in the harsh world we thought we had left behind us. yep. Life is cruel, life is tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now we look back on those 2 weeks and cry. But i'd like to know tt, when i feel like i'm drowning, i can think back to that time and smile, and have the memory brighten up my day again ( and tell myself tt all the rough time i'm having now is worth it in exchange for that one experience). cambridge is something none of us are likely to forget. at least, not anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks: we can't turn back time, and even if we were all back again, i doubt it would feel the same as the first time. The memory is precious because it is unique, and it's unique cos we can't relive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but but...it's not like everything has ended. something remains. we're still in the same school, right? we'll keep our friendship going, we'll get on with life...and who knows what else is in store for us (oxford trip, anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. not as good with words as suat, but just want to say: thank you, guys. for making the trip so special, and for showing tt all this means as much to u as it does to me. and PASS YOUR PICS TO MELVIN SOON, YEAH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xuhui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115599397371253329?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115599397371253329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115599397371253329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/perfect-pictures.html' title='Perfect Pictures'/><author><name>gpteoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07190178820156299700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115591720201640222</id><published>2006-08-18T14:46:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T15:11:16.570-01:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise surprise</title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a sad day. WAS. Until I went for piano class. This is wad happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A group of us sat in the canteen and agreed to go for cambridge dinner&lt;br /&gt;2. Liben went home at 4.20 for piano class while most of the others went for h3 chem lecture&lt;br /&gt;3. which was coincidentally taught by Ms Chua Loy Chuan &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;aka xiao ai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Liben returned from piano class at 7.15 pm and took a lift up to his unit&lt;br /&gt;5. The lift door opened&lt;br /&gt;6. Liben saw 6 people in rj uniform standing outside the lift and laughing like mad&lt;br /&gt;7. Liben was stunned&lt;br /&gt;8. Liben went "shhhschhchshhschshcshchh..... IM SURE LA! times10"&lt;br /&gt;9. im sure la.&lt;br /&gt;10. So the 7 ppl squeezed into Liben's dad's car to go to serene centre for dinner. Chinyue, Liben &amp; his dad in front, Crystal Clara Maria Liling Qianhua behind.&lt;br /&gt;11. and when they got there they saw someone sitting next to Ronald McDonald on the bench&lt;br /&gt;12. his name is Melvyn Foo Guozhong&lt;br /&gt;13. he plays the flute, piano, and glass bottles&lt;br /&gt;14. and so there were 8&lt;br /&gt;15. and the 8 discovered that serene centre had nothing to eat except ice cream and Macs&lt;br /&gt;16. so they walked to Coronation Plaza&lt;br /&gt;17. and ate at a place called Prince's... something&lt;br /&gt;18. they paid S$6 (that's 2 pounds) each for a satisfying dinner&lt;br /&gt;19. comprising of soft drinks, chicken/mushroom soup, garlic bread, and chicken/fish &amp;amp; chips&lt;br /&gt;20. it was delicious&lt;br /&gt;21. Anyway liling &amp;amp; qianhua went back after dinner&lt;br /&gt;22. and we were down to 6&lt;br /&gt;23. who returned to serene centre&lt;br /&gt;24. for a tub of nutella ice cream at island creamery&lt;br /&gt;25. and for an hour chinyue was unconciously advertising for island creamery with a sticker on his back&lt;br /&gt;26. finally we disbanded&lt;br /&gt;27. but with high spirits&lt;br /&gt;28. thanks you all for the surprise&lt;br /&gt;29. Liben really appreciated it&lt;br /&gt;30. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115591720201640222?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115591720201640222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115591720201640222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/surprise-surprise.html' title='surprise surprise'/><author><name>Steven</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115583164630467468</id><published>2006-08-18T14:37:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T13:52:00.223-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Memories Top-40 EDITED!&lt;/strong&gt; (i added another 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay considering my last (and first) post was so unemotional and uninfluential, i shall be nice and blog about the &lt;strong&gt;top 40 memories&lt;/strong&gt; we took away from this trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the scenery at the dining hall &lt;em&gt;(hohoho by the way some guy from my class told the whole class so now everyone's asking me for pics of the hot italian guy, OH MY GAHD)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) my classic fall right smack on my bum which pretty much entertained everyone for the rest of the evening even though i couldn't exactly walk properly after that &lt;em&gt;(not like i normally walk properly, haha which brings me to the next point)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) everyone's attempts to walk/waddle like me (and you-know-who, haha) so much so i think we're all getting it, the whole world's gonna walk like pamela loo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) "i'm sure lah!", "sian diao!", "oh my tian, tian my oh!", "titan is the 2nd largest moon in our solar system", "MARIAAAAA!", "who's dna is this!?" etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) suat's classic act: locking herself out, which pretty much went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BANG.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"AHHHHHH!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pam's door opens and pam peers out, asking,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"suat, did what i think just happened just happen?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;suat laughs hysterically and begs liling to make her daily visit to the porter (her newfound best friend) with her, hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pam goes in and reports the incident to crystal, who laughs along.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) ee chong's many attempts to serenade people &lt;em&gt;(more like traumatise them)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) mel's ability to turn anything into a song &lt;em&gt;(including three empty glass bottles!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) the countless times i had to sit through listening to 'when you tell me that you love me' and 'phantom of the opera' &lt;em&gt;(thanks to crystal and chinyue/liben/mel respectively)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) mel-aria, mar-iben and OH MY GAHD i'd rather not mention anything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) our dares to each other &lt;em&gt;(for eechong to take off his shirt - a sight to behold omg who am i kidding!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) rounds and more rounds of indian poker, bridge, POMELO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) 86p lunch packs, tiramisu, raspberries and ORGANIC milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) clara's many attempts to stop us from eating koala biscuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) our many attempts to squeeze the magic letters out of liben's mouth &lt;em&gt;(though it shall not be disclosed on the world wide web)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) *chinese pledge...* ping2 deng3 *hysterical laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) the shakespeare play director's many visits to our rooms &lt;em&gt;("excuse me, would you mind closing the window please? thanks.")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) "QIAN HUAAA! ARE YOU AWAKE!?" *sharon bangs on door*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) suat's &lt;s&gt;occasional&lt;/s&gt; sputtering of nonsensical expressions or random outbursts of laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) the heart-to-heart conversations with crystal in the room before sleeping &lt;em&gt;(sounds wrong, haha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) our many attempts to dirty chinyue aka cleanfreak's room, upon discovering that he uses a torch to look for breakcrumbs on the floor and writes notes to the cleaning lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) trying to guess what LCBF calls miss chua &lt;em&gt;(someone guessed 'xiao sai' I'M SURE LAH!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) LCBF's crude comments &lt;em&gt;(e.g. to qian hua,"ni jing tian da bian le mei you?")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) qian hua and all the tricks up her sleeve! &lt;em&gt;(our classic prank on miss chua! video's with me by the way; plus mel mel's attempt to look innocent)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) recalling disney songs in sharon's room &lt;em&gt;(liben's sudden "and a 1, 2, 3, 4...*elephant trumpet*)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) mel's performances on the piano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) our trips to the fellows' room to &lt;em&gt;kope &lt;/em&gt;cookies, so much so mr sze even joined us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) clara's caught-red-handed act &lt;em&gt;(openly taking photos of a certain someone!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) our not-so-dignified trips to and fro the cafeteria while the cashier was away/wasn't looking &lt;em&gt;(some people even went to the extent of drinking juice at the juice counter before going into the dining hall to avoid paying!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) all the horrible dares we did &lt;em&gt;(asking chinyue to kiss a soundly asleep liben, asking liben to take off his shirt and let mel smell it!?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) "let me show you de see-see-tee-vee of my stall.&lt;br /&gt;first, you point to de mee pok.&lt;br /&gt;den you say dlai.&lt;br /&gt;den you point to the jeelee.&lt;br /&gt;and you sake your head.&lt;br /&gt;but you newer say dat you nowan ter kua.&lt;br /&gt;so you eshprain to me, why you say dat you say dat you nowan ter kua when you newer say dat you nowan ter kua?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(crystal soh's obsessed with this she made me repeat it like 2093467042 times! liben don't break this number down to analyse it haha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) derrick from MJ's hilarious jokes &lt;em&gt;(he doesn't actually have to try to be funny! he just is, right guys? hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) our afternoon games in the soccer field/basketball courts against the guys from MJ &lt;em&gt;(i just realised it was always warm-up games, did we ever get to actually playing?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;33) sharon's super sophisticated conversations with her mum on the phone &lt;em&gt;(full blown cantonese!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34) the almost-fight in the cinema plus the attempts of the couple behind us to get into our photos after they were done with their private business haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35) mr sze's many many maaaaany pleas for us to start blogging &lt;em&gt;(and we did!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36) our many attempts to kill/drown in coffee/enclose with glass/run away from bees in the dining hall, but then thankfully maria the maid somehow managed to get them hahaha &lt;em&gt;(grins)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;37) trying to laugh/gossip/play pomelo/bridge under hushed voices so the kind lady next door won't come screaming&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;38) cleaning the oven in the guys' kitchen &lt;em&gt;(getting rid of stains on the sides left behind by our explosive 86p lunches, shall not comment about the upper surface)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;39) kachiau-ing mel about his sitting in first class on the plane to and fro &lt;em&gt;(the poor boy missed his caviar/foie gras; "aiyoh, business class ah? POOR THING!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) AND OF COURSE, THE LESSONS WE ACTUALLY HAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k it's getting late i was supposed to be in bed an hour ago. you can add on to this list, my brain isnt's exactly functioning now so my scrub jay episodic like memory isn't working either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT WORLD. i miss you guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115583164630467468?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115583164630467468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115583164630467468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/memories-top-40-edited-i-added-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115583147973110747</id><published>2006-08-17T14:55:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T15:17:59.743-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok im nt gd w words&lt;br /&gt;cant type tear jerking entries lik the others&lt;br /&gt;really touching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or at least nt nw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nt gd w photoshop either&lt;br /&gt;so here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2762/3030/1600/bb%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2762/3030/320/bb%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you all to bits! ):&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2762/3030/1600/bb%20042.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2762/3030/320/bb%20042.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome all the mj ppl who just joined our blog&lt;br /&gt;do blog soon and often!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115583147973110747?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115583147973110747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115583147973110747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-im-nt-gd-w-words-cant-type-tear.html' title=''/><author><name>glamslam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045346945905486878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115582345766036477</id><published>2006-08-17T13:00:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T13:04:17.673-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Missing people, reminiscing about past events, can make one feel so deeply hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the torrent of emotions surging through me are totally alien. Yeah I've been to trips before, but never one like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, thanks for everything. Really.&lt;br /&gt;And i miss you all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115582345766036477?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115582345766036477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115582345766036477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/missing-people-reminiscing-about-past.html' title=''/><author><name>photosynthesis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10963382482182170362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115582250956208055</id><published>2006-08-17T12:36:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T12:48:29.576-01:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't think of a title</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/905/310/1600/cambridge3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/905/310/320/cambridge3a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I was supposed to spend today doing EoM. HMMMMM. The prospect of playing around with my Cambridge photos was more exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115582250956208055?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115582250956208055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115582250956208055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-cant-think-of-title.html' title='I can&apos;t think of a title'/><author><name>koalalalalala</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115582322730861715</id><published>2006-08-17T12:24:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T13:00:27.310-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Excellent idea!!!</title><content type='html'>What a wonderful suggestion, mel. Y didnt any of us think of it earlier?? U dont know how relieved i was when i saw ur post n at the same time, was laughing at myself for not coming up with this fantastic idea. Lets hav a z'cambridge z'cove then. But r we going to meet everyday? If its only for 1 day of the week, i suggest we hav it every mon cos mon is normally the only day of the week which i dont &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;pon&lt;/span&gt; sch. N it can make sure tt i reach sch early on mon instead of the usual 740+ times at which i step into sch. Seeing u guys early in the morn can also wipe away the mon blues tt engulf me quite often. I wldnt mind meeting every morn though. Hey hey, confirm what we r going to do n i shall send a mass sms to tell every1 abt it (for the benefit of those who dont read this blog). I dont care, i m going to get every1 to go for this small gathering we hav in the morns. I m going to drag every single 1 of them there, by hook or by crook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N crystal, if u think roaming the bio labs is ridiculous, then i will b some freak. Cos i was wandering n loitering around the entire sch today after sch to find familiar faces... anyway, thanks mel, ur suggestion really helps n i will make sure it work. btw can we get more pple to come to this blog...pple like liben, chongee, liling, xuhui n qianhua aint really involved here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115582322730861715?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115582322730861715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115582322730861715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/excellent-idea_17.html' title='Excellent idea!!!'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115581636736822796</id><published>2006-08-17T10:54:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T11:06:07.383-01:00</updated><title type='text'>dispatches from the heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;day three away from cambridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i left the house today, thinking that i have sort of recovered from the cambridge-sickness, yet the moment i saw chinyue, it all came back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and when i reached home, i just had to see this message from paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our pleasure to teach you, and trust me, your behaviour was brilliant. I shall pass on your message to the other lecturers. Remember,if anyone has any questions about coming to Cambridge or anything Sciency,do not hesitate to drop me a line. Whatever the case, I look forward toseeing you again in January. By that point we'll have devised a way ofgiving students more choice regarding the subjects and levels of thecourses they want to take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the very best,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul and Reach Cambridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what the heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;basically this is what i did during school. i bounced a ball to remember our basketball playing in cambridge, i roamed to the bio lab to see familiar faces, and this is just some of the ridiculous things i did. hey, my mom told me to let it go, but she doesn't know, to let go of  cambridge, is to let go of my heart, and then ill be dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is sian diao to infinity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i even miss eechong's bigmouthed-ness, now how weird is that (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all the other hand, i hope everyone is doing well (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and maybe if i see a happy you in school, i would be happy too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is what you all taught me, life's precious, most precious lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1) drawing circles with autoshapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2) saying the pledge in chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3) and ah, yes- titan is the second largest moon in the solar system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh gawd, i laughed through tears at clara's post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115581636736822796?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115581636736822796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115581636736822796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/dispatches-from-heart.html' title='dispatches from the heart'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115581184498274775</id><published>2006-08-17T09:43:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T09:50:44.996-01:00</updated><title type='text'>bonding</title><content type='html'>hey... all of us are separated by so many barriers some of us don't even see each other in lecture theatres and stuff and at e rate things are going, we're just gonna end up with hi-byes and memories of great times, instead of having great times. lolz ok maybe not so drastic but u'll get e point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why not we meet regularly? like every mon and tues mornings, or any other day for that matter. we can just all sit together and chit chat, do work if we want but basically just keep things going. of course it's a lot more convenient to plan outings if we see each other regularly also yea? lolz we just need one morning to say 'hey let's have an outing on 25th september (incidentally is e 1st day of promos)' and we can all discuss our schedules instead of having to use a blog or egroups to meet up regularly or discuss stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a suggestion :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115581184498274775?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115581184498274775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115581184498274775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/bonding.html' title='bonding'/><author><name>MeL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14932959094823991862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115581153851507667</id><published>2006-08-17T08:25:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T09:45:38.536-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying from cambridge withdrawal</title><content type='html'>Here i m again, ranting abt the cambridge withdrawal tt has really affected me greatly. Saying tt i m dying from it is definitely not an understatement. Haiz, i shall admit tt i m currently sinking into a state of depression. Immense sense of longing. This shall b the zillionth time i say, I MISS CAMBRIDGE!! Ahhh... i miss everything tt had happened n every1 tt had been in cambridge. I really dont mind u guys dirtying my room if we can still b in cambridge now. Still can remember every single specific detail of our daily schedule in cambridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss waking up at 7am (london time) to brush my teeth, back to my room n coming out to the chilling corridor at 730 to shower, passing by libens room with his alarm clock ringing n seeing mel finished brushing his teeth. At around 8, mr sze wld b knocking on our doors n we wld appear one by one at the corridor, normally with eechong being the last. We wld then stroll down to the dining hall. Once we entered, brown trays on the right n green trays on the left. We wld then b greeted by the same usual breakfast we had every morn. Bacon, sausages, harshbrowns, sunny-side-ups, mushrooms, baked beans, croissants, choc pastries, toast. To the left of the juice dispensers wld b 1 big basket of fruits including our fav oranges n bananas. The juices wld b arranged in the following order: orange, redberry, apple, multi-vitamins (except for our last day there when it was redberry, multi-vitamins, apple n orange). It wld then b the 2 coffee machines from which ms chua wld get her cappuccino with half a teaspoon of white sugar. There were 9 choices on the coffee machines (starting from left, top to bottom): espresso, doppio espresso, latte, hot water, cappuccino, mocha, americano black coffee, milo, hot choc. There wld b white sugar n brown sugar (1 bowl each) n tea bags lying in a basket. To the right wld b the machine tt dispenses water. It has 2 taps in which the right 1 works better than the 1 on the left. In the middle there wld b 4 different types of cereal n 4/5 jugs of milk with jam, marmalade, honey n butter lying around. B4 walking past the door, there wld b a few stacks of serviettes which i always managed to fully utilise. After tt, we wld find our seats together n enjoy our breakfasts, eating n laughing like mad at the same time. 1st time i hav laughed so heartily n so much for so many consecutive days. Building our abs as we once said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, it wld b lesson time n a few hrs later, we wld meet for lunch together. Since lunch wasnt included for the trip, we the cheeky ones wld always try to sneak our food past the cashier if we r not having microwave food for lunch, especially the smuggling of desserts. But either way, i still enjoy our lunches together, whether its microwave food or stolen food. N as usual, we wld laugh while eating. Suats cackle wld then b the most contagious. Other than laughing n eating, we wld also b 'sight-seeing', especially mariaaaaaa who wld b searching for her erhmm...beckham, aka alberto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we wld return to our respective classes till evening when we wld meet again. Tts when all the various activities begin. Basketball, soccer, pomelo, bridge, etc. N b4 we realised, it wld b dinnertime. Same dining hall, same pple but uber fun nonetheless cos the laughters were always there. Still remember liben n i once had our dinner with the bursor of cambridge. After dinner, we wld b preparing for our night-time activities. Other than 2 special nights when we went out to watch movies, we wld normally play card games (bridge, most of the time) till the wee hours. Of course, we did hav phy n chem lecs on some of those days but with the company of this grp of pple, those lecs didnt seem to b boring at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was basically how we spent our weekdays as we had different activities on weekends but i shant go into tt since i blieve someone has blogged abt them b4. I really hope u guys can blog more regularly cos i really really hope tt rj cambridge'06 can always keep in touch. Otherwise it wld b very wasted...all those memories... For me, this wld truly b unforgettable. Ok, shall stop here b4 i start crying again *sobs* Shall force myself to fall aslp to stop me from thinking too much abt it. Hope to cya guys around in sch more often!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115581153851507667?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115581153851507667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115581153851507667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/dying-from-cambridge-withdrawal.html' title='Dying from cambridge withdrawal'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115574838786809743</id><published>2006-08-16T15:51:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T16:18:02.020-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Withdrawal</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a mushy entry. I miss everything about Cambridge! Breakfast with the mushrooms, hearing "sian diao" and "I'm sure lah!" all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my friend gave me an astro quiz which I obviously flunked. But all I could think of was Liben repeat: "Titan is the 2nd largest moon in our solar system." again and again. I miss the place so much, thinking about it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss playing bridge, trying to dirty Chin Yue's room, walking past a certain someone's room hoping he'll be in there, waking up Maria and Crystal every morning, watching people play basketball against MJ, Derrick's stupid jokes etc. I miss looking out of the window and watching the Shakespeare play. But most of all I miss just spending time with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip would never have been the same if any one of us was missing. It'll be sad if we just went back our separate ways and blended into the school building just like any other RJ student. I hope everyone visits this blog regularly and blog and maybe sometime soon we'll have an outing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have some pics uploaded here now: http://s19.photobucket.com/albums/b194/unitedkoala/CAMBRIDGE/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115574838786809743?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115574838786809743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115574838786809743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/withdrawal.html' title='Withdrawal'/><author><name>koalalalalala</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115564965809687341</id><published>2006-08-15T12:31:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T12:47:38.106-01:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, chinyue is despondent</title><content type='html'>oh my my, i just realise tt i miss cambridge really really alot. Today i went to sch with this weird feeling of melancholy, longing for the past 2 weeks when we had sooo much fun at cambridge. Such a nice huge college with tt xcellent weather which mimics natural air-conditioning n not to miss out, the wonderful company we had. Every1 in this trip just adds on to the fun. N today in sch, i received comments like, 'chinyue, y do u look so lost today?', 'chinyue, y r u so dazed?', 'chinyue, u look sad today', 'chinyue, r u ok?', 'chinyue, r u very tired?', 'chinyue, i think u need some rest'... Argh, i just miss cambridge too much. Everything from this trip, from the college itself, to the lecturers, the canadians, the jordanians, cambridge town, london, the pple from other jcs, all the rafflesians in this trip, basically everything n every1 in this trip. I know tt i miss cambridge but didnt know tt it will b so obvious to the rest. Some even said tt i looked depressed. Ahhhhh... i really really miss cambridge. Guess i will never forget this trip...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115564965809687341?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115564965809687341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115564965809687341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/yes-chinyue-is-despondent.html' title='yes, chinyue is despondent'/><author><name>praseodym</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17609681142854686680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://www.mindscape.nl/Uploads/Products/Description/Schnappi.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115564551967055106</id><published>2006-08-15T11:18:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T11:38:39.683-01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/P1010278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/P1010278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/1600/P1010278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1416/3466/320/P1010278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; today i trudged to school. There was no coldbreeze or english breakfast waiting. (: yet my day was brightened right after i saw chinyue, mel, maria, liben, qian hua, clara, sharon, suat, xuhui! (: withdrawal symptoms truly at its worse. i dont know if you have this automatic instinct to rewind your mind's watch by 7hours, and take moments to imagine what would it have been like if we were still in cambridge. i can believe i miss even the messy room me and pam shared. today i said sian diao like a million times, stamp chop gurantee like ten times and im sure lah like another million times. sian diao times a million times now. i just look through every picture, and yeah, some of us shared same sentiments. i promise (i cannot swear) that i've never see a more despondent chinyue ok! well, i miss you all already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115564551967055106?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115564551967055106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115564551967055106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-i-trudged-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115556103553360565</id><published>2006-08-14T12:07:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T12:10:35.543-01:00</updated><title type='text'>(: thoughts</title><content type='html'>i already miss cambridge  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss pomelo, bridge, bball and soccer, luxurious dinner, long talks, jokes and everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could have stayed there forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if i wasnt homesick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, you guys have been a great bunch of people, truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels like home in Girton (: because of the bonds we've built&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAN DIAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;CRYSTAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115556103553360565?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115556103553360565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115556103553360565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/thoughts.html' title='(: thoughts'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115541458233715944</id><published>2006-08-12T19:29:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T19:41:04.656-01:00</updated><title type='text'>punting!</title><content type='html'>my first time blogging here with much &lt;em&gt;enthusiasm.&lt;/em&gt; "I'M SURE LAH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we went punting in cambridge today! quite an eventful trip. set off after breakfast and sadly it began raining right after we got onto the boats. most of us got a go at actually holding the stick and punting. obviously i didn't bother cos if i did, i probably wouldn't be able to blog now. we'll all be at the bottom of the river hahaha. okay enough nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was freezing outside today. we had lunch (or mini lunches, rather) at some fancy restaurant cos dear qianhua brought us in by persuading us that the food was cheap. we only realised why it was so cheap after getting our food. the servings were more like appetisers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was shopping around for last minute stuff. quite a fruitful trip this time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we all met at sainsbury's to pick up dinner (just me actually) while some of the others stayed for dinner in cambridge. came back to pack, and now we're waiting to go to miss chua's room to check in online and play POMELO! heh okay time to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully this won't be the last post. we return tomorrow! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115541458233715944?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115541458233715944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115541458233715944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/punting.html' title='punting!'/><author><name>Unknown</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31808034.post-115532759927545591</id><published>2006-08-11T19:10:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:19:59.293-01:00</updated><title type='text'>(:cheerios</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello hello one and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;according to the name list i'm suppose to blog today, so here it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;started the morning off with a bundle of nerves as it was our critical review presentation day! it was rushy but it turned out well. Suat's group got second, although i thought they deserved better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;lunch was next, some freeloaders, some paid a bomb, we ate our fill nonetheless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;free periods thereafter was spent eating ben and jerry's and playing pomelo. truly hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next up was the cambridge science quiz. The two Raffles team took top two positions, beatin the teachers and other jcs. how cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;the guys are out for movie, miami vice while im here blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello all in singapore, parents, readers, teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;we're safe here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;see you all soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31808034-115532759927545591?l=ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115532759927545591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31808034/posts/default/115532759927545591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourcambridgesummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/cheerios.html' title='(:cheerios'/><author><name>crystal:)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17827082633146413466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
