<?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-33037235</id><updated>2011-12-26T17:08:37.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity is Key</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</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>375</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-5970089509204022180</id><published>2010-03-13T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T00:53:22.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comparisons are easily done once you've had a taste of perfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one night. four locations. four meals. less than $20 spent = FREAKING AWESOME. not to mention hanging out with daryl, ric0, weepeng, dionis and gx. haha thanks for the fantastic night, we ought to do this again sometime soon. i havent had so much fun in AGES(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many plans we made - ice skating, chalet? haha i hope we manage to carry them out(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Katy Perry - Thinking Of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-5970089509204022180?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/5970089509204022180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=5970089509204022180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5970089509204022180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5970089509204022180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2010/03/comparisons-are-easily-done-once-youve.html' title='comparisons are easily done once you&apos;ve had a taste of perfection'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-7974524009904476262</id><published>2010-02-20T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:26:47.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should we be building this up instead of tearing it down?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hit quota!!!! woohooooo.. haha commission's on the wayyy yo! haha. at the moment it stands at $355 but i still have till tuesday to chock up as much money as possible wahahaha. oh dont forget the basic pay $1500(; ohman come the end of next week all the boredom of work will be worth ittttt(;(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner with gx, gih and ying just now. haha we were planning to catch a movie afterwards but it was sold out. settled for l4d2 at meridian instead. funnnn. the 2plus hours just flew by, why cant work be like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: delivery is on sunday - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i cant wait(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Theory of A Deadman - Not Meant To Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7974524009904476262?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7974524009904476262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7974524009904476262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7974524009904476262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7974524009904476262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2010/02/should-we-be-building-this-up-instead.html' title='should we be building this up instead of tearing it down?'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-1937572023496007254</id><published>2010-02-13T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T17:48:24.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>theres no talking this over, the damage is done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha almost late for training this morning. tsk i only read mrkieu's msg that it started at 10 and overlooked msong's correction for 9. thankfully, as with all trainings, briefing and admin took so long that the juniors hadnt even stepped into the water when i got to bedok at 945. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i thought my batch's 30+ was a crowd, today's 44 is practically an army by team standards.. and mrtoh even said that quite a few didnt show up cos it was cny eve... good gosh. but but, helping the j1s with sculling was pretty interesting, i hope those i taught managed to pick up smth at least.. LOL. i know im not the clearest teacher /;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was at fish&amp;amp;co with boon and the army doods. haha ive concluded that army makes you dumber, more uncouth and infinitely more horny. LOL guys.. try to control abit when youre out of camp la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cny eve! steamboat later. woohoo&lt;br /&gt;getting to meet ALL the relatives over the next 2days. woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;red packets. WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy cny yall(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*update* i just placed the orders, my new babies will be coming in next weekend(; home gym ftw! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Rascall Flatts - Help Me Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-1937572023496007254?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/1937572023496007254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=1937572023496007254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/1937572023496007254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/1937572023496007254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2010/02/theres-no-talking-this-over-damage-is.html' title='theres no talking this over, the damage is done'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-2601218100158274233</id><published>2010-02-07T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:25:51.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does it have to go from good to gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;week two at hawpar technocentre is about to begin. and while i cant say that its been wonderful, i also dont really have any complaints. the team has been great to me, the job is pretty slack and the pay is quite nice haha. ohwell, if it were a little closer to home itd be perfect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, im already feeling like i have no social life... man it suckssss.. just slept and movied my weekend away. haha. watched 'Eagle Eye' on and 'Anacoda-Search for the Blood Orchid' on cable on saturday and 'Zombieland' online today. haha i need to get out during the weekends - come on whos free! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Rascal Flatts - Here Comes Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-2601218100158274233?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/2601218100158274233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=2601218100158274233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2601218100158274233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2601218100158274233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-does-it-have-to-go-from-good-to.html' title='Why does it have to go from good to gone?'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8823554776386338741</id><published>2010-01-31T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:26:55.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its hard to force that smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12.5km. 8obstacles. Inaugural Men's Health Urbanalthon.&lt;br /&gt;check.check.check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the mundane-ness of wrist pains and knee pains. omg really become uncle already man.. its quite worrying. butohhaveimentioned?! im starting work at commonwealth tomorrow!! WAHAHA..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Rascal Flatts - What Hurts The Most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-8823554776386338741?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8823554776386338741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=8823554776386338741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8823554776386338741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8823554776386338741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-hard-to-force-that-smile.html' title='its hard to force that smile'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-7034430474056414257</id><published>2010-01-23T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:50:09.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ive left the memories behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohyay my room is rather empty and neat now that ive finally gotten round to clearing all the excess papers and files. however, it kinda gives me the feeling of being rather naked though, what with all the books and notes that ive been working with for the past 2-6years being thrown in the bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also convinced myself to dump out quite of number of other items ive accumulated over the years for 'sentimental' reasons. a ticket stump hear, a backstage pass there, its impossible to find space to keep my room neat with so much trash lying around, but yet it sorta feels like im throwing away memories. haha suckss.. HILARY STOP BEING SUCH A WUSS! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week to urbanathlon! last few days to attain some semblance of fitness! signs arent promising/;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Michael Learns to Rock - Someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7034430474056414257?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7034430474056414257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7034430474056414257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7034430474056414257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7034430474056414257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-left-memories-behind.html' title='ive left the memories behind'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8192628785257560676</id><published>2010-01-20T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:03:04.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and theres so many things that i want you to know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tsk interview tmr - and im feeling kinda nervous. rarr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;oh BTT done and over with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Simple Plan - Save You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-8192628785257560676?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8192628785257560676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=8192628785257560676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8192628785257560676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8192628785257560676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-theres-so-many-things-that-i-want.html' title='and theres so many things that i want you to know'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-6272206822528629849</id><published>2010-01-11T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:04:40.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All i ever wanted was to dream another sunset with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the clock is running down. if ever there was a time to start getting back in shape, its now. wont be quick, wont be easy. wish me luck ;/&lt;/span&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;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Mayday Parade - Jamie All Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-6272206822528629849?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/6272206822528629849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=6272206822528629849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6272206822528629849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6272206822528629849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-i-ever-wanted-was-to-dream-another.html' title='All i ever wanted was to dream another sunset with you'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-3931173506484593872</id><published>2010-01-03T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:50:07.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And if you want, I'll try to love again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;started the new year proper with a great japanese buffet lunch with the whole family and ... extensions? haha. yeah. celebrated granny's birthday over at IMM today. its cool to see how even though we dont meet that often anymore, we can still fill like 20plus30 easy and make the biggest ruckus ever. if you didnt know better, youd think we were constantly arguing and fighting or smth along those lines. yepp. haha birthday wish damn funny, "All the grandkids should quickly grow up get attached get married and get kids, so that granny can have great-grandkids." LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilled at Temasek Club afterwards with the cousins, played some snooker and Monopoly Deal (dammit im buying that game). yepp that kinda just sums up my most exciting day to date in weeks. haha. rarrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Cat Stevens - The First Cut Is The Deepest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-3931173506484593872?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/3931173506484593872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=3931173506484593872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/3931173506484593872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/3931173506484593872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-if-you-want-ill-try-to-love-again.html' title='And if you want, I&apos;ll try to love again'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-4881124353803225726</id><published>2009-12-25T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T20:22:44.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had you, and the world was mine.</title><content type='html'>its Christmas! and im damn effing bored. been home all day rotting and the thought of spending the next two days at work is quite a turn off. omg siannn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need something new in my life man..&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;i listen: Ronan Keating - When The World Was Mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-4881124353803225726?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/4881124353803225726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=4881124353803225726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4881124353803225726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4881124353803225726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-had-you-and-world-was-mine.html' title='I had you, and the world was mine.'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-732179840249193674</id><published>2009-12-16T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:26:47.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel fine, now the rain has gone and the sun has come to shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its gonna be a fun few days.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was spent with 08s04 as mrLWT treated us to lunch. sakura international buffet if youll believe. haha awesome right. that wasnt even the end of it, he even joined in after when we went for l4d2 session. haha. backtrack 6months and i would never in my wildest dreams imagine going lan gaming with mrlwt. hahaha.. not to mention that hes a freaking pro-gamer omg. we all ought to do that again sometime. it was fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be off in about an hour, heading over to east coast for soccer session haha. so fantastic the feeling, its been ages since i played soccerrr! then in the evening its barbecue at ivan's place with the old gang. woohooo (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tmr (yes its not over), going with gx, dhow, dion to ubi to sign up for driving theory. haha and on saturday travelling over to melacca with my family for a short trip. heehee(; whoa the excitement just never ends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is probably gonna be the last update till next week, sooo time to let this place accumulate some cobwebs haha. dec is gonna be the last fairytale period, afterwards must go look for job already. hurry ask me out to chill while i still can! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: BB Mak - Out of My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-732179840249193674?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/732179840249193674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=732179840249193674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/732179840249193674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/732179840249193674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-feel-fine-now-rain-has-gone-and-sun.html' title='i feel fine, now the rain has gone and the sun has come to shine'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-1471217994750612400</id><published>2009-12-12T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:52:14.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and you dont mean to be cruel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;celebrated tan loh boon's birthday today with some of the team guys. lunched and movied, oh arent you touched that we took time to go all the way over there? haha. oh by the way, 'Storm Warriors 2' SUCKED. big time. haha yes it did, no point deluding ourselves anymore, even if it did cost $10..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i wont take one step forward to take 2 steps back this time. i just wont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: The Wonders - That Thing You Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-1471217994750612400?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/1471217994750612400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=1471217994750612400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/1471217994750612400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/1471217994750612400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-you-dont-mean-to-be-cruel.html' title='and you dont mean to be cruel'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-3762846274457887519</id><published>2009-12-10T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:08:58.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i never told you everything, of losing hope and fading dreams..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;back home from that haunted house in pasir ris! haha ohkay so its not really a haunted house, but it sure looks and feels like one. the chalet was so damn old and felt obscenely foreboding that first night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been 3 days of bridging, lan gaming, arcade, and night cycling with 08s04. ohyes i did the thing that i told myself i wouldnt do again, go night cycling. all the way from pasir ris park to bedok for dinner, then to singapore flyer to chill. my.ass.is.burning. haha. i probably shouldnt have phrased it like that, but who cares? past 72hours, 6hours sleep. im still wondering why i cant fall asleep now. body clock ruined haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;giving up on your perfection is probably the hardest part...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Mayday Parade - I'd Hate To Be You When People Find Out What This Song Is About&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-3762846274457887519?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/3762846274457887519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=3762846274457887519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/3762846274457887519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/3762846274457887519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-never-told-you-everything-of-losing.html' title='i never told you everything, of losing hope and fading dreams..'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-4390036951820960600</id><published>2009-12-08T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:49:06.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and just like that, its over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;barely half an hour after stepping home from prom, and im almost done with my pricture uploading! haha. efficient yo (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it went alright, started off kinda slow and the games werent all that awesome, ill admit - but overall i think it went great. congrats to our very own candyman guoxiang! hahaha most spontaneous indeed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive decided. this kinda just marks the end for me. for school. for a whole lot of stuff. im gonna leave the past in the past and look for something new. something more worthwhile i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good luck, i sincerely wish you well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tomorrow, we be strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Dashboard Confessional - Belle Of The Boulevard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-4390036951820960600?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/4390036951820960600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=4390036951820960600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4390036951820960600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4390036951820960600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-just-like-that-its-over.html' title='and just like that, its over'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-3199244653493957175</id><published>2009-12-03T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:25:05.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i tried to go on like i never knew you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh ive neglected this for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, alevels are over. ive got so much freedom its scary. sometimes i have to remind myself that its over and i can chill without guilt. haha, i actually felt guilty for my afternoon nap when i woke up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, got my prom clothes shopping done today with aaron (my fashion consultatant). haha i didnt get to buy my all white suit, i managed to find it, but i swear i looked like a groom. haha looked like i was gonna get married at prom lol.. nvm, i got a white blazer anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive become a gamer. i admit. its an addiction. STARCRAFT. IS. AWESOME. haha. i havent played it since primary school but its still as cool as ever. sorry people, time for me to become an introvert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye all.. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Backstreet Boys - Incomplete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-3199244653493957175?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/3199244653493957175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=3199244653493957175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/3199244653493957175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/3199244653493957175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-tried-to-go-on-like-i-never-knew-you.html' title='i tried to go on like i never knew you'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-6601114781440467145</id><published>2009-11-27T22:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T22:51:02.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letting go isnt easy for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just a couple of days of semi-freedom and actually im already getting kinda bored. bored enough to think stupid thoughts. sorry sorry, one more paper standing between me and total freedom and im determined not to let this ruin my holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta stop thinking about stuff that i dont have control after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Jesse McCartney - Take Your Sweet Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-6601114781440467145?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/6601114781440467145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=6601114781440467145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6601114781440467145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6601114781440467145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-isnt-crime-to-want.html' title='letting go isnt easy for me'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-7034240057675083107</id><published>2009-11-24T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:18:49.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>theres something missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just read this from mann's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a point where you miss someone so much that you can hear their voice echo in your head. And you can hear the names they used to call you, the words they used to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You memorised their laugh, their smile, and their silly ways. You can also feel their arms around you and you don't want to let go even though you know it's just an illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime your phone rings, you smile because it's them that's calling. Everytime you hear their name, your heart beats 100 times faster and sometimes you can't even breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knew that looking back on the tears would make you laugh, but you never knew that looking back on the laughs would also make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you want is to go back in time, not to the time where you first met, to the time you were known as nothing, but strangers. But no matter what, you're in denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hide your feelings so no one would know. You put on a fake smile and don't let a single tear break through. You're so used to holding your feelings that you don't realise the pain you're causing for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts become invisible. It's still there, but no one knows. Like a love letter you didn't show. And you're hurting no one but yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf, tell me about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7034240057675083107?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7034240057675083107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7034240057675083107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7034240057675083107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7034240057675083107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/11/theres-something-missing.html' title='theres something missing'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-766539858389536327</id><published>2009-11-22T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T21:30:34.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if im alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 more papers woooo... hahaha. this weekend i havent even felt the slightest urge to study. i so totally had to force myself to do the minimal-est minimal amount of work. i believe i actually spent more time sleeping and exercising than studying. gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive decided - ill let the sinseh work her magic on wednesday...after i go for a swim. ohmann i hate going to sinsehs, they twist they tug they push then this sinseh likes to do some stuff with needles. lol then after that theres that itchy itchy bandage.. not to mention i cant swim and stuff for a couple of days ); nvm, once thats done and dusted, itll be 'get back to fitness' program. haha yay ive been waiting for so superduper long! i cant remember a time that i feel as unfit as i do now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday - gym (yck)&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - circuits (sgn stadium)&lt;br /&gt;wednesday - swim &lt;br /&gt;thursday - swim&lt;br /&gt;friday - gym (yck)&lt;br /&gt;sat - BEDOK. R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha you know where to find me if you cant contact me then ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Three Doors Down - Kryptonite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-766539858389536327?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/766539858389536327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=766539858389536327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/766539858389536327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/766539858389536327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-im-alive-and-well-will-you-be-there.html' title='if im alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-2562647463224250208</id><published>2009-11-21T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:12:47.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just you and me and love and all of our friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they say that the person you truly love is the last person in your mind at night, and the first person in your mind in the morning... that person was - my chinese sinseh (omgwtfshit!) haha its not what you think, i fell asleep last night considering whether i should visit her to treat the annoying wrist once and for all, and i dreamt about going to the sinseh and the prickly needles, so i woke up and remembered the dream! hahaha. me love the sinseh, no chance, not after shes drawn so much blood from me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the craziness, just quite happy that im over and done with econs paper and it wasnt as bad as i feared.. haha hurrah! now just chiong physics and chem and itll all be over. on a side note, hurrah for physics too hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Three Doors Down - Its Not My Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-2562647463224250208?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/2562647463224250208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=2562647463224250208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2562647463224250208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2562647463224250208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-you-and-me-and-love-and-all-of-our.html' title='just you and me and love and all of our friends'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8728062434185342234</id><published>2009-11-18T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:45:47.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't missing you at all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;retro songs are great studying music. okayy maybe its just me... haha being uncle-ish again. i really should borrow the other volumes of retro love songs from xx after As to copy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics physics coming up. ever since prelims ive been feeling that its my most confident subject, i sure hope i dont screw it up. 3papers spread across 3weeks - wth man, its tormenting me... speaking of torture, the econs paper on fri is dreadful. h1 it may be, but as i told aaron, id rather be doing another gp paper haha. econs suckss man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pffffft. so many things i wanna do after As, cant wait for it to enddd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: John Waite - Missing You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-8728062434185342234?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8728062434185342234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=8728062434185342234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8728062434185342234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8728062434185342234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-aint-missing-you-at-all.html' title='I ain&apos;t missing you at all'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-2908872302322014387</id><published>2009-11-13T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:10:44.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it wont mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first week down. it might just be me, but i think that the papers this year seem a little strange compared to previous years. dont seem as straightforward.. or maybe everyone says that every year. haha. who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know if im healing, or just getting used to the pain. i sure hope its the former&lt;/span&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;i listen: Kenny Rogers - Coward Of The County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-2908872302322014387?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/2908872302322014387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=2908872302322014387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2908872302322014387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2908872302322014387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-wont-mean-youre-weak-if-you-turn.html' title='it wont mean you&apos;re weak if you turn the other cheek'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-4405110192020107840</id><published>2009-11-07T10:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:35:56.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gonna make you notice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its nice to finally talk to someone who really gets it.&lt;br /&gt;guess it takes one to know one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Kings Of Leon - Use Somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-4405110192020107840?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/4405110192020107840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=4405110192020107840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4405110192020107840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4405110192020107840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/11/gonna-make-you-notice.html' title='gonna make you notice'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-7951155354481492657</id><published>2009-11-03T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:23:05.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont wanna stay dreaming of what could've been</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyday just gets more and more tiring. it brings a whole new meaning to the word endurance. haha. 1 week to the beginning, 1 month to the end. lets go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pure frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Westlife - Can't Lose What You Never Had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7951155354481492657?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7951155354481492657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7951155354481492657' title='237 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7951155354481492657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7951155354481492657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-wanna-stay-dreaming-of-what.html' title='dont wanna stay dreaming of what could&apos;ve been'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>237</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-6390694829287533746</id><published>2009-10-31T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:22:28.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know its a good day when you dont have to wake up to the -BEEPBEEPBEEP- of the alarm&lt;br /&gt;you know its a good day when you get to meet up with the old gang&lt;br /&gt;its always a good day when theres subway for dinner&lt;br /&gt;and you damn sure know is a good day when the gunners wipe the floor with spurs.&lt;br /&gt;hee ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrist, wrist, get well soon! please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Boys Like Girls - Love Drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-6390694829287533746?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/6390694829287533746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=6390694829287533746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6390694829287533746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6390694829287533746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-know-its-good-day-when-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-2587632316526728085</id><published>2009-10-23T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:34:12.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking 'bout the better times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i totally hate it when things get me thinking too much, and i question my decisions. nonono. even yuesheng aka ironman agreed with my course of action. oh btw, im so happy for him and his girl (whose name i forgot to ask - LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway. i guess its true when things are looking down, someone always picks you up. haha had a super long msn convo with weepeng just now. like 2hrs compared to the 0hours over the past year. hahaha. according to her - she brings me joy (as i said - whos joy? is she prettty?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. talking to OLDGRANDMOTHERmann sure is entertaining, one of my first friends in sa, all the way back from pae og12. fun times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;note: my msn nick is spelled wrongly intentionally, stop correcting me! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Barry Manilow - I Can't Smile Without You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-2587632316526728085?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/2587632316526728085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=2587632316526728085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2587632316526728085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2587632316526728085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/10/thinking-bout-better-times.html' title='thinking &apos;bout the better times'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-5999948584116721772</id><published>2009-10-22T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:51:30.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i hope you're happy now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they days seem draggy and yet fly by at an alarming rate. its amazing how much i feel like im doing, yet how insignificant it seems in the big picture. well, no tuition tmr i guess, i'll be going over on to orchard branch on sunday - all because a certain person (AHEM nao...) doesnt wanna go on friday. but well, at least i dont have to travel all the way over to clementi..&lt;br /&gt;oh btw have you had weird dreams? i had one last night - haha theres a devil within me wanting to do devious deeds. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Demi Lovato - Dont Forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-5999948584116721772?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/5999948584116721772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=5999948584116721772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5999948584116721772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5999948584116721772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-i-hope-youre-happy-now.html' title='and i hope you&apos;re happy now.'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-5300776179171012294</id><published>2009-10-19T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:19:16.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as long im laughing with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dang, its looking more and more like april enlistment. so many people have gotten enlistment letters already and here i am still fruitlessly waiting. haha eh wait for me people it soo feels like getting left behind. lonely sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Daughtry - Life After You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-5300776179171012294?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/5300776179171012294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=5300776179171012294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5300776179171012294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5300776179171012294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-long-im-laughing-with-you.html' title='as long im laughing with you'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-6727165638228552530</id><published>2009-10-15T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:27:06.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tongue-tied and terrified of what i'd say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so the final day of official JC life has come and went. i thought itd hurt, i thought id feel more, but honestly i dont feel any different. maybe two years is too short, or maybe it hasnt really hit me yet. anyway, farewell assembly was the longest draggy thing ever. i wont say it wasnt worth it, but the beginning speeches were borderline too much to take..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say a picture speaks a thousand&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/wj/My%20Documents/hil%27s%20Pictures/random/Picture%20001.jpg" alt="" /&gt; words, so analyse my upcoming ess&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/wj/My%20Documents/hil%27s%20Pictures/random/Picture%20002.jpg" alt="" /&gt;ay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/Stc7Gzt6fyI/AAAAAAAAASA/o2gsBVYyv4A/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/Stc7Gzt6fyI/AAAAAAAAASA/o2gsBVYyv4A/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392844066947497762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not a bad haul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/Stc7HI4hXmI/AAAAAAAAASI/Z0NESZdeaDQ/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/Stc7HI4hXmI/AAAAAAAAASI/Z0NESZdeaDQ/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392844072629132898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sweet notes from ms.su and rachel chan. awww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/Stc7Hh6YH9I/AAAAAAAAASQ/08HhNpBew4s/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/Stc7Hh6YH9I/AAAAAAAAASQ/08HhNpBew4s/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392844079347802066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha ultimate surprise from mr.lwt. must have cost a bomb - THANKS SIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/Stc7IJhdUhI/AAAAAAAAASY/dRLIkzienfc/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/Stc7IJhdUhI/AAAAAAAAASY/dRLIkzienfc/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392844089980703250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally something from sajc to join the chs thingys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;strangely enough, look at the plaques, im reminded more of the times i spent in UG than anything else. those were probably the days of my life, even though they were repetitive as hell.&lt;br /&gt;any chsnccland brothers reading here, remember the cheer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;count by the ~ count by the left foot count yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE - cant hear you ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO - speak louder ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE - thats better ah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOUR - all together now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONETWOTHREEFOUR - we....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;come from a company &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;famous in NCC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we come from a very special company &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fight for glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fight for victory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fight with a spirit never known before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ncc ncc all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we like it here we like it here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we've found ourselves a home, a home, a home sweet home YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha i know it sounds lame reading it but i swear it felt damn awesome doing it. recalling those lines i remember the days with ssgt.bingzhao always spraying saliva, drilling and running like crazy for the uber strict ssgt.jeremy tan, and training to lead under ssgt.felix hadiyanto. haha good times. the blood sweat and .. more sweat. yeah there was a hell lot of sweat and stink involved. yup. forget it, i dont even know where this post is going anymore. haha off to try to get some work done. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Mayday Parade - Id Hate To Be You When People Find Out What This Song Is About&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha forgive the constant mayday parade, i got hooked after guanming intro-ed me to their songs. the songs just suit my moods these days so... yeah. nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-6727165638228552530?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/6727165638228552530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=6727165638228552530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6727165638228552530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6727165638228552530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/10/tongue-tied-and-terrified-of-what-id.html' title='tongue-tied and terrified of what i&apos;d say'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</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/_qgL2GZBN324/Stc7Gzt6fyI/AAAAAAAAASA/o2gsBVYyv4A/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-2465816817229910453</id><published>2009-10-14T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T00:20:31.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another night, another dream wasted on you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tsk troublesome. its a seemingly never-ending struggle to be 100%. toe quick heal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2more days. freaking awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-2465816817229910453?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/2465816817229910453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=2465816817229910453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2465816817229910453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2465816817229910453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-night-another-dream-wasted-on.html' title='another night, another dream wasted on you'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-6465895866027256866</id><published>2009-10-12T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T22:29:43.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after clearing that big old hunk of scrap metal from my room, theres a huge empty extra table for studying purposes! haha awesome. i guess clearing that television was something that should have been done a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3moredays. somehow - i cant wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Mayday Parade : Three Cheers For Five Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-6465895866027256866?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/6465895866027256866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=6465895866027256866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6465895866027256866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6465895866027256866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-clearing-that-big-old-hunk-of.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-2560739539755831301</id><published>2009-10-09T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:47:00.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you changed yourself, and i changed me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think someone tried to scam me today. some strange lady called me and said her company is offering me a free pass to some gym based on a lucky draw or smth. haha i dont believe it, im really not that lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon naps arent always a good thing, sometimes you get stupid dreams that you dont want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Mayday Parade - If You Wanted A Song Written About You, All You Had To Do Was Ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/33037235-2560739539755831301?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/2560739539755831301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=2560739539755831301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2560739539755831301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2560739539755831301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-someone-tried-to-scam-me-today.html' title='you changed yourself, and i changed me'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-5219520784163661061</id><published>2009-10-04T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:02:41.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha whats wrong with my skin man, its been more than a week since i went paddling and i only start peeling now.. instead of getting red and burnt like the others i just turned a little darker (im not complaining) and im only peeling at the shoulders. haha i guess the skin on my arms is dead or smth.. &lt;/span&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;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Mayday Parade - I Swear This Time I Mean It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-5219520784163661061?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/5219520784163661061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=5219520784163661061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5219520784163661061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5219520784163661061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/10/haha-whats-wrong-with-my-skin-man-its.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-6423512790945382290</id><published>2009-09-28T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:10:36.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;morning gym and study session with biao and daryl was somewhat ruined by the fucked up librarians at angmokio library. they couldnt seem to decide what they wanted us to do, 3 of them giving us 3 separate sets of instructions all within 10mins. rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but let us not dwell on insignificant unhappiness and focus on the things that are more impt - yumyums at chompchomp(; haha had dinner there with tzetian and waikit tonight. good food, fun company, lotsa stories to share, lotsa rubbish to spew. great fun. i still think its pretty cool that the 3 of us, all different ages and at different stages of our lives now, can still get tgt for a meal and a chat. btw - it was damn classic with waikit and his chocolate icecream craving. haha always thought he was the dieting sort.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Craig David - Don't Love You No More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-6423512790945382290?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/6423512790945382290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=6423512790945382290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6423512790945382290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6423512790945382290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning-gym-and-study-session-with-biao.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-4009458145328464938</id><published>2009-09-26T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T21:42:41.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bedok was like a mini sajc canoeing reunion today. i dont know why there were so many ex-sa paddlers there. its spanned over 3 generations yo... haha just made me realise how much i suck at balancing alr - was totally shaking like a leaf. lunch with the guys was cool, the aunty at the coffeeshop can recognise us already, even gave us a plate of free food haha. like wth. everytime we go there, we tell her its the last time so she should give us more food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, rest well study hard. late night soccer watching ahead, and theres gym and studying with biao and daryl tmr at yck. its looking like a fruitful weekend(&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen:  Westlife - What Makes A Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-4009458145328464938?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/4009458145328464938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=4009458145328464938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4009458145328464938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4009458145328464938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/09/bedok-was-like-mini-sajc-canoeing.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-401840575700857524</id><published>2009-09-24T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:15:57.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;greetings(; some singtel technicians came by today to set up the mio modem. so now ive got some mio internet and cable! lol i dont really know whats the difference but i guess i'll find out with some time... internet seems to be a little faster though(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently its not exactly been good news on all fronts. after hearing A's news and the uncertainty of gym's situation, it really made me think back too. i think its such a downer that things have to go down like that. is this one issue really something that cannot be overcome? maybe its a 'us and them' thing which isnt worth the trouble, regardless of how nice or sweet they are.. ohwell - no matter, life goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: David Cook - Always Be My Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-401840575700857524?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/401840575700857524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=401840575700857524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/401840575700857524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/401840575700857524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/09/greetings-some-singtel-technicians-came.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-5681656140989333693</id><published>2009-09-21T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:28:55.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;weekend spent having family gatherings, awesome meals cum karaoke sessions. its been a complete overload of retro songs, even for me. haha - i like most retro english songs but pls spare me those madarin and dialect songs from generations past. heh. im only an english ahpek. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh at least i found time to go through the physics tys answers and attempt the econs homework. not a total waste of a weekend(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Air Supply - All Out Of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-5681656140989333693?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/5681656140989333693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=5681656140989333693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5681656140989333693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5681656140989333693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-spent-having-family-gatherings.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-723300808821904892</id><published>2009-09-19T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T21:25:14.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hanging out with the guys. catching up. movie. pool. taunts and teasings. laughter. food.&lt;br /&gt;toss me a nice girl and hand me good grades and life would be perfect (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i listen: Keith Urban - Kiss A Girl&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/33037235-723300808821904892?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/723300808821904892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=723300808821904892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/723300808821904892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/723300808821904892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/09/hanging-out-with-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-4945868718854821350</id><published>2009-09-19T10:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T10:49:38.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night was pretty cool. went with my family to take a walk at geylang serai's night markets after dinner. that totally owned any chinese new year night markets you'll ever see at china town. haha i was so tempted to buy that bamboo floor mat but i controlled myself cos i realised my room's already cramped enough.. haha cool though. there was a point that human traffic was so bad we could barely shuffle forward. and... i swear i felt a hand on my ass... haha. or i could be wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with the canoeing guys later, we'll see how that goes - update again tonight perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-4945868718854821350?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/4945868718854821350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=4945868718854821350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4945868718854821350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4945868718854821350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-night-was-pretty-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-7559781982280341341</id><published>2009-09-17T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:48:01.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one more paper for prelims, and i can honestly say that it hasnt been the best.&lt;br /&gt;i know i can do better. for now, its physics p1 tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye, ive been so distracted for these two mcq papers. yesterday i spent the whole afternoon just browsing the web and stoning, and just now i was playing with raisins.. haha like literally. dont ask why but i got quite a kick throwing them into the air and trying to catch them in my mouth. im that distracted - go figure.. i need to focus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Homebrewe - Allergy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7559781982280341341?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7559781982280341341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7559781982280341341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7559781982280341341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7559781982280341341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-more-paper-for-prelims-and-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-2775034038930595213</id><published>2009-09-10T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:33:58.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kinda breaked today from the studying. apart from some econs readings and crash course for the complex complex complex numbers. oh did i mention complex? yeah after that celebrated sis's birthday belatedly with peewee and xiwen. haha-i didnt even know UP was still screening but we caught it at PS. its really quite touching, the protagonist is such a sweet old man and you could really feel his love for his wife even after so long. aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy went all the way to peewee's place at tampines and tried to make sushi for dinner. it was a mess, but a wonderful mess. food is always great when youre having fun i guess. chris gave us a ride home. passed through some familiar places and brought back some memories. yep, memories. ohwell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy - retarded pictures should be up on facebook soon. view at your own peril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen - Ryan Knorr -Forget It All&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-2775034038930595213?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/2775034038930595213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=2775034038930595213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2775034038930595213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2775034038930595213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/09/kinda-breaked-today-from-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-6601080908056037241</id><published>2009-09-09T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:12:32.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hils found $2bon the floor today. hils bought and ate 3 cookies with the $2. hils was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i feel like some caveman with primal emotions just by typing that. well the cookies were nice, and the crash course is really hlping with my mathss(; fantastic yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deadlift - lets not do that again in a hurry. sunday's session left my hamstrings aching so much i only manage to stumble through 2.4 last night. rarr ruining my running plans.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and a sidenote? i theres no bigger turnoff than seeing girls smoking. yucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-6601080908056037241?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/6601080908056037241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=6601080908056037241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6601080908056037241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6601080908056037241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/09/hils-found-2bon-floor-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8043819815273477891</id><published>2009-09-05T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:19:08.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chs homecoming was great. okay so maybe there wasnt the whole class present, but the little snacks on sale tasted fantastic, and the atmosphere was rocking! haha - well it felt nice going back to the only school that i feel totally at home in. brings back the memories. (cue tears - LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm took pictures with most of the good ole teachers which should be up facebook later on, but i cant tag most of them cos i dont think they have facebook? dang..  ohwell - SMILE, theres gym tmr! haha. i love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-8043819815273477891?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8043819815273477891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=8043819815273477891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8043819815273477891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8043819815273477891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/09/chs-homecoming-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-4089084541433928629</id><published>2009-09-04T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:48:08.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, a lull to catch my breath. haha i think my stamina is so bad i cant even study for a long period of time.. ok lame. forget i said that. well i hope i cant make the most of this week and get really really productive work done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside, i so seriously need to find some sort of motivation. not just to study, but to do anything. its like life is so aimless right now, haha it kinda sucks if you know what i mean. rarr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Shayne Ward - Thats My Goal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-4089084541433928629?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/4089084541433928629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=4089084541433928629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4089084541433928629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4089084541433928629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-lull-to-catch-my-breath.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-6639830637008492260</id><published>2009-09-02T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:44:49.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fantastic, another two papers down today. although that maths was ... *shudders*. nvm. physics wasnt that bad, pretty alright if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilary plans to go swimming tmr after chem paper. lets hope that todays good weather holds up and that it'll be sunny and warm tmr to make the swim all the more enjoyable(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Shayne Ward - No Promises&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-6639830637008492260?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/6639830637008492260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=6639830637008492260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6639830637008492260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6639830637008492260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/09/fantastic-another-two-papers-down-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-3830565692850858811</id><published>2009-08-23T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:42:59.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyone out there who had a strange weekend like me raise your hand! err okay, i cant see the hands anyway. whatever.. it was so contrasting, saturday was so supremely productive and then today i totally frittered it away, couldnt concentrate on anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was a day full of exercise. WAIT - before anyone condemns me and nags me to study, hold on. overslept and had to rush to yck to meet biao early in the morning, where i spent some time doing bowel exercises while waiting, HEH. (okay this probably makes pretty disgusting reading, but who cares?) this was followed up with a much needed workout at yck gym, from which im still aching today..the afternoon was definitely the most tiring, exercising my rusty malfunctioning brain in the most productive study session ive had in a long time at home. the most enjoyable part of the day was, unsurprisingly, dinner at chinatown with the family and then meeting tzetian and josh at gardens for supper/dessert. mocha tauhuey and ice3 mudpie! alrighttt, stomach exercise haha. btw, tt is extremely horny and josh attracts gays on facebook - HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and bytheway, its fantasitic to watch arsenal steamroll pompey 4-1, and get stupid thermal physics out of the way all in one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres really nothing to mention about sunday. apart from naomi messaging me early in the morning calling me sweeney... errr. huh? well the rest of the day was spent trying to study, but constantly dozing off in the wonderfully cooling weather, i didnt even get to swim this weekend! rarr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Micheal Learns To Rock - Breaking My Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the floor&lt;br /&gt;counting one minute more&lt;br /&gt;No one to break the silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring into the night&lt;br /&gt;all alone but that's alright&lt;br /&gt;It's the feeling deep inside I don't like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no excuse my friend&lt;br /&gt;for breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;breaking my heart again&lt;br /&gt;This is where our journey ends&lt;br /&gt;Your breaking my heart again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in my bed&lt;br /&gt;counting the words you've said&lt;br /&gt;They linger in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home late at night&lt;br /&gt;drunk again but that's alright&lt;br /&gt;It's the look in your eyes I don't like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no excuse my friend&lt;br /&gt;for breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;breaking my heart again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-3830565692850858811?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/3830565692850858811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=3830565692850858811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/3830565692850858811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/3830565692850858811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/08/anyone-out-there-who-had-strange.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-6359562592273666526</id><published>2009-08-20T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:38:13.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saw the juniors having land training today... and my first instinct was to change and jump right into the action and join them at the fitness corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit. i really miss it so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-6359562592273666526?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/6359562592273666526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=6359562592273666526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6359562592273666526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6359562592273666526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/08/saw-juniors-having-land-training-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-5168514923542694627</id><published>2009-08-16T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:11:41.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hai. maybe lwin is right and im really getting old. i realised that theres hardly a day that im not feeling the hurt from either one of my old injuries. haha. wrist restricting my gymming, knee and ankle with the running. rarr. then again. the pain reminds me that i was.. ahem AM a canoeist. and its all worth it. kinda.. well i'll say its worth it when i stop aching from yesterday's exercise. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bishanpark run and dinner with ironman and kun was great. the talk afterwards helped me out quite a bit too, i think. i agree that ive been burying the issue aside for so long, but nows not the time. not with prelims at the doorstep and alevels round the corner. still, as yuesheng said, its like plastic, it isnt biodegradable, gotta do something. "you gotta forgive yourself before you think about anything else". dammit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: New Found Glory - My Friends Over You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-5168514923542694627?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/5168514923542694627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=5168514923542694627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5168514923542694627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5168514923542694627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/08/hai.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-6163905452330242100</id><published>2009-08-14T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:24:53.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two dreams in the past 2 days is a little too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no relapse no relapse. i wont allow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: There For Tomorrow - Remember When (Used to be used to it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-6163905452330242100?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/6163905452330242100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=6163905452330242100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6163905452330242100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6163905452330242100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-dreams-in-past-2-days-is-little-too.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-984524357900198999</id><published>2009-08-09T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T01:40:58.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>midnight runs are friggin fantastic! i suppose.. when youre free, and wanna exercise, and want a break from hitting the books, and wanna vent.. yeahh fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty eventful week. celebrated guanming's bday on monday with a cake in class, and with some on his face(; and of course the traditional taupok. i felt kinda bad since he was technically still recovering from his illness.. but hey - you only turn 18 once yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs was the same for wen and eileen. celebrating birthdays i mean, not taupok eileen. err but of course wen got the treatment. carried out from the middle of cafe to the middle of field, and happily flattened by all the guys. not so happily for him. and then as he struggled in vain, in came the cake. haha. yeah i know, we're not that original with our ideas.. it also marked the first day of night study in school, which sorta rekindled my resolve to stay back in school daily to study, just cos its so much more productive than home. i shall TRY. yeah try. some kind soul pls accompany me. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday - err. yeah. long day out. and the icecream a**** finally got her sundae treat after tuition. had an almost hour long heart2heart talk with naomi. ive not been so candid in quite a long time. naomi shh.. what was said there stays there, now that i have your secret... can blackmail you. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, studied the day, hung out the evening at bedok.R with the team. ordered pizza and kfc, and talked with coach and all. but the ending kinda sucked cos i rushed off without eating then found out that i had missed my family dinner and got rather badly grilled for it. dang. the things i go through to hang out with the team, rigghtt? hahaha. nah, im guilty for not hanging out with the team enough recently. sorry all ;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. break's over, BACK TO FREAKING STUDYING. or rather, pulling out my hair doing the maths hw... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Keith Urban - You'll Think Of Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early this morning around 4am&lt;br /&gt;With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate&lt;br /&gt;I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep&lt;br /&gt;But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake&lt;br /&gt;Ever since you found yourself in someone else's arms&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' my best to get along&lt;br /&gt;But that's OK&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to say, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your records, take your freedom&lt;br /&gt;Take your memories I don't need'em&lt;br /&gt;Take your space and take your reasons&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;And take your cap and leave my sweater&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we have nothing left to weather&lt;br /&gt;In fact I'll feel a whole lot better&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me, you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out driving trying to clear my head&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this&lt;br /&gt;And all the baggage that seems to still exist&lt;br /&gt;It seems the only blessing I have left to my name&lt;br /&gt;Is not knowing what we could have been&lt;br /&gt;What we should have been&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your records, take your freedom&lt;br /&gt;Take your memories I don't need'em&lt;br /&gt;Take your space and take your reasons&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;And take your cap and leave my sweater&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we have nothing left to weather&lt;br /&gt;In fact I'll feel a whole lot better&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'm gonna run across your mind&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;While you're sleeping with your pride&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;I'll be over you&lt;br /&gt;And on with my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take your records, take your freedom&lt;br /&gt;Take your memories I don't need'em&lt;br /&gt;And take your cap and leave my sweater&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we have nothing left to weather&lt;br /&gt;In fact I'll feel a whole lot better&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take your records, take your freedom&lt;br /&gt;Take your memories I don't need'em&lt;br /&gt;Take your space and all your reasons&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;And take your cap and leave my sweater&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we got nothing left to weather&lt;br /&gt;In fact I'll feel a whole lot better&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me, you'll think of me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're gonna think of me&lt;br /&gt;Oh someday baby, someday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-984524357900198999?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/984524357900198999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=984524357900198999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/984524357900198999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/984524357900198999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/08/midnight-runs-are-friggin-fantastic-i_09.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-4408303178676510809</id><published>2009-08-09T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T01:40:57.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>midnight runs are friggin fantastic! i suppose.. when youre free, and wanna exercise, and want a break from hitting the books, and wanna vent.. yeahh fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty eventful week. celebrated guanming's bday on monday with a cake in class, and with some on his face(; and of course the traditional taupok. i felt kinda bad since he was technically still recovering from his illness.. but hey - you only turn 18 once yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs was the same for wen and eileen. celebrating birthdays i mean, not taupok eileen. err but of course wen got the treatment. carried out from the middle of cafe to the middle of field, and happily flattened by all the guys. not so happily for him. and then as he struggled in vain, in came the cake. haha. yeah i know, we're not that original with our ideas.. it also marked the first day of night study in school, which sorta rekindled my resolve to stay back in school daily to study, just cos its so much more productive than home. i shall TRY. yeah try. some kind soul pls accompany me. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday - err. yeah. long day out. and the icecream a**** finally got her sundae treat after tuition. had an almost hour long heart2heart talk with naomi. ive not been so candid in quite a long time. naomi shh.. what was said there stays there, now that i have your secret... can blackmail you. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, studied the day, hung out the evening at bedok.R with the team. ordered pizza and kfc, and talked with coach and all. but the ending kinda sucked cos i rushed off without eating then found out that i had missed my family dinner and got rather badly grilled for it. dang. the things i go through to hang out with the team, rigghtt? hahaha. nah, im guilty for not hanging out with the team enough recently. sorry all ;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. break's over, BACK TO FREAKING STUDYING. or rather, pulling out my hair doing the maths hw... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Keith Urban - You'll Think Of Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early this morning around 4am&lt;br /&gt;With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate&lt;br /&gt;I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep&lt;br /&gt;But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake&lt;br /&gt;Ever since you found yourself in someone else's arms&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' my best to get along&lt;br /&gt;But that's OK&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to say, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your records, take your freedom&lt;br /&gt;Take your memories I don't need'em&lt;br /&gt;Take your space and take your reasons&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;And take your cap and leave my sweater&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we have nothing left to weather&lt;br /&gt;In fact I'll feel a whole lot better&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me, you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out driving trying to clear my head&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this&lt;br /&gt;And all the baggage that seems to still exist&lt;br /&gt;It seems the only blessing I have left to my name&lt;br /&gt;Is not knowing what we could have been&lt;br /&gt;What we should have been&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your records, take your freedom&lt;br /&gt;Take your memories I don't need'em&lt;br /&gt;Take your space and take your reasons&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;And take your cap and leave my sweater&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we have nothing left to weather&lt;br /&gt;In fact I'll feel a whole lot better&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'm gonna run across your mind&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;While you're sleeping with your pride&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;I'll be over you&lt;br /&gt;And on with my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take your records, take your freedom&lt;br /&gt;Take your memories I don't need'em&lt;br /&gt;And take your cap and leave my sweater&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we have nothing left to weather&lt;br /&gt;In fact I'll feel a whole lot better&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take your records, take your freedom&lt;br /&gt;Take your memories I don't need'em&lt;br /&gt;Take your space and all your reasons&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me&lt;br /&gt;And take your cap and leave my sweater&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we got nothing left to weather&lt;br /&gt;In fact I'll feel a whole lot better&lt;br /&gt;But you'll think of me, you'll think of me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're gonna think of me&lt;br /&gt;Oh someday baby, someday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-4408303178676510809?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/4408303178676510809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=4408303178676510809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4408303178676510809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4408303178676510809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/08/midnight-runs-are-friggin-fantastic-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-7295366250086133965</id><published>2009-08-01T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:31:25.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha my classmates are uber cool. the past weeks in school have been damn funny. every day, every break all i remember is laughing till my face aches and my stomach hurts. i dont think its healthy to laugh that much after eating. leaving aside the discussions about gaki and noticing the funny stuff that other people do in the cafe, theres still the retarded games of open-numbers. really brightens up my school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. i wanted to mention that i kinda think people are getting a little too paranoid lately. just today i noticed two secondary school boys get chased away from sitting at a void deck by policemen. from what i heard when i walked past, apparently some resident called to complain that 'suspicious characters' were loitering around the block. huh? suspicious in their school uniform? cos they're malay? is that paranoia? is that racism? the resident being just to nosy? either way, thats messed up. like my room. yeah - my room is messed up. by .. me? haha books files bags strewn all over. yup. messed up /;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i listen : McFly -The Heart Never Lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7295366250086133965?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7295366250086133965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7295366250086133965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7295366250086133965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7295366250086133965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/08/haha-my-classmates-are-uber-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-5274865174015239597</id><published>2009-07-29T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:43:22.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school days are kinda just getting dreary and draggy, nothing really interesting and exciting to note.. my only entertainment has been occasionally watching gaki on youtube. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME today made me reminisce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-vB59PkB0eQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-vB59PkB0eQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss the times that i had to really push myself for some physical training. with my team shouting encouragement all around me, to force myself to forge on ahead to push for that better timing, to lift that heavier weight, to complete that crazy program. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss it so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Keith Urban - Kiss a Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/33037235-5274865174015239597?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-4981253174301493756</id><published>2009-07-20T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:52:37.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>muggy muggy. yeah thats what im gonna try for. i still remember lwin telling me once, a person who's trying to be a mugger but isnt quite there yet is called a cupper. yeahh, cos ... a .. cup isnt quite ... as big as a mug? hahaha whateverr. the main point is - studyhilarystudy! get back to the olevel mood and more, i wanna see if i can call on that study gang again (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii mei was down with high fever yesterday, kinda scuppered my plans to paddle as i couldnt leave her alone at home. but well, at least the temperature has receded after a day's rest. all the best - get well soon (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you dont get it, its an internal struggle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dont bring back the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: Air Supply - All Out Of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-4981253174301493756?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/4981253174301493756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=4981253174301493756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;saturday saturday. ohboy i love saturdays. waking up late, breakfast then down to TheSerangoon. whoa okay it sounds pretty cool but its just like a community centre that i go to for studying purposes. thankfully i still have terrence chew and albert to study with me. if not id just die from loneliness over in that room and no one would even know. LOL. ohoh-words to ponder from the wise sage,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terrence Chew: "YOU.... cannot fart and chew at the same time" HAHA WTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a run in the dark with ironman (hah!) yeah but to pp and biddari cemetary. rarr. i swear it gets scarier and scarier everytime im back there. the last time with johnny was bad, today, i think i saw a ghost. haha. think. there was this lady who was freaking white and glowing. to makes things worse she was wearing a black dress and had long black hair, and walking so silently that we didnt notice her till we were like super close. as we ran past i saw her turn her head to look at us, but i didnt have the guts to look at her, just focused straight ahead and ran on. super humji sia... haha. but hey it was an interesting run. got at least another 5km under my belt. come back stamina! new training program should start next week unless rain spoils it - again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. bedok tmr morning! yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you still dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen: No Secrets - I'll Remember You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-5134655285297120573?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/5134655285297120573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=5134655285297120573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5134655285297120573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5134655285297120573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/07/johnathan-wan-can-you-see-words-now.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-7862349903125760229</id><published>2009-07-14T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:04:07.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho. i have awesomely awesome classmates. i dont know what id do without them.&lt;br /&gt;class-photo today. celebrated gih's birthday at marina barrage. oh the fun and joy. lol as brandon said - its a really romantic place for one to bring a gf. hurhur. pictures pictures soon, when mich and kc upload them. and oh - i did something stupid today..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7862349903125760229?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7862349903125760229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7862349903125760229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7862349903125760229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7862349903125760229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-6675243853480646719</id><published>2009-07-13T18:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:27:22.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally.&lt;br /&gt;i dont fucking feel a thing anymore. thats three months of my life ive wasted moping around. time to find something new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good gosh i need to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;motivation.desire.drive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-6675243853480646719?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/6675243853480646719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=6675243853480646719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6675243853480646719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6675243853480646719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8302025427453124493</id><published>2009-07-12T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:42:12.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm i realise ive been posting rather frequently recently, but i guess i really want to talk about today. then again im rather tired too and so i'll make it snappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been an extremely eventful saturday, spent the entire day out. it all started off at bedok, finally back paddling in about a month, and once again balance and stroking was really off, the super choppy water conditions and strong wind didnt help much either. anywayy, it was pretty much leisure paddling and 'touring' the reservior with the guys. remember: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the bridge&lt;/span&gt; - haha shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch with johnny and ray at tampines1. tried out a new diner and ray was so happy cos he said it was so 'posh' and the service was so good it made him feel rich. haha like he isnt already rich anyway.. killed time at the library reading stupid books afterwards waiting for biao,daryl,ben. when i say kill time i really actually mean, killing it slowly and torturously, bringing it to the brink of death then letting it recover, just to kill it slowly again. the books were so stupid, like mine was - Book of Pointless Information (oh yes, that was the actual title).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31-ed over to goldkist for the canoeing farewell dinner. lets not dwell too much on the fact that the bus driver (oh sorry - its bus CAPTAIN) gave us inaccurate information and we got off at the wrong stop and walked halfway across east coast park to get to the chalet. let us not dwell.. haha. well the gathering was really well done imo. although some may say it was plain and it was just a bbq with nothing that fancy, but i think its more of the way you go about doing it. i wanna say that i seriously appreciate the time, effort and money yall juniors spent on doing this for us. even more special kudos must go to our 'bbq chefs' who braved the rain to ensure that we had a constant supply of food. oh and the messages on the boards were really sweet and well, im gonna take my time to read, haha dont wanna rush it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed back to more familiar territory with gid and johnny, and reached home just in time for dad to bring me out so that he could have supper. LOL. well i just kinda sat there and drank. yup drinkies. tehpeng and icedcoffee. to keep me up to this unearthly hour to finish my SGC. it felt really weird writing that, just felt like i was constant praising myself. haha im not good at writing stuff about myself. its not bad enough that others judge you, now the system wants you to judge yourself? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that brings us to this point, around 3 in the morning. and im supposed to be up at 6 to go out with my mum to go walk somewhere.. i really have no idea. maybe i'll try to skip, pretend i cant wake up. hee. tmr tmr. must really study hard, do my homework too, hopefully squeeze in a run at the end of the day. rarr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you listen: Westlife - Written in the Stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-8302025427453124493?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8302025427453124493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=8302025427453124493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8302025427453124493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8302025427453124493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmm-i-realise-ive-been-posting-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-7392345791392475884</id><published>2009-07-10T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:17:15.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had my first ice cream in like months today, and although it was just those icecream with bread from a roadside vendor but oh it was goood! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well went to tampines gym with guoxiang and wenyuan. wasnt very productive though, i think i'll stick to going to the gym alone or with canoeists from now on, the workouts are just more intense that way. another thing, tampines gym was so crowded and lacked equipment! rarr it was like just a constant wait for weights and bars. horrid. i hope the school gym will be open soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thought you thought i was worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7392345791392475884?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7392345791392475884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7392345791392475884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7392345791392475884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7392345791392475884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/07/had-my-first-ice-cream-in-like-months.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-1782158423377752315</id><published>2009-07-09T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:57:39.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its ridiculous how strict the school is with hair. not just the frequent hair-checks, but the unrealistic standards. ive practically got no sideburns already and mrpeh still thinks i should have trimmed it more? haha. whatever man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had a time machine.. i wouldnt be sure if id want to use it. some things are just awkward. things that were said, things that werent. im not sure whats going on in my head really. everytime i think ive got it out of my system i see your face. just shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarr.. on the path back to fitness! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-1782158423377752315?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/1782158423377752315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=1782158423377752315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/1782158423377752315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/1782158423377752315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-ridiculous-how-strict-school-is.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-5917839354584105566</id><published>2009-07-07T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:37:06.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one more day! rarr.. and im not even focused. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i dont know if anyone still visits this site, but if you do - help me out k?&lt;br /&gt;im thinking about getting a skin for the blog, and ive narrowed it down to these two but i cant decide:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=120302&amp;amp;action=Preview&lt;br /&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=128199&amp;amp;action=Preview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave your opinions on the board yeah? thanks lots. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-5917839354584105566?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/5917839354584105566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=5917839354584105566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5917839354584105566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5917839354584105566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-more-day-rarr.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-7866696192242816183</id><published>2009-07-06T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:43:04.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>REVIVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally back here after a 3 month hiatus. back to the old lifestyle i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i also had my first run in about a month, since i got that knee injury-yayy. haha however my stamina is so far gone that its pretty depressing. i wont even try to describe how lousy it is, its very embarrassing. i cant wait to get back to training after bt2. rarrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8016874483019869174</id><published>2009-05-23T08:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T08:58:35.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess its time for a change. you cant force whats not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;time to give up on this stagnant blog too. goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must have believed a lie. thanks anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-8016874483019869174?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8016874483019869174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;almost one whole month since ive posted here, and yet the words dont seem to be flowing... maybe im losing my feel for writing, or maybe its just that i dont feel deeply enough to write about anything anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear ive been feeling kinda empty ever since training ended. sure-on the surface it seems really liberating in the sense that i have lots more free time on my hands and ive gotten to know my classmates much better, but but but its like i lost some kinda purpose in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant really explain it but sometimes i feel quite alone in school. haha strange huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's just more complicated. how i wish it could be simple. just 'yes' or 'no'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i must have believed a lie - i hope not... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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class, werent from the same cca, there seems to be nothing holding us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, after talking to joel on the way home, i think ive finally got it, its cos our friendship is genuine. i mean this in a totally manly, totally ungay way when i say its cos we care for each other. i know for a fact that id risk life and limb for any one of them, cos i know theyd do the same for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about influences when i realised, that this bunch have been great for me, in terms of keeping me on the right track in life, and in my studies. all my memories of studying for Os are with them, staying back in CHS chapel, sundays are YCSHQ, joel's place the night before history Os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only wonder why ive not met anyone like that in jc, i guess people just get more superficial and more distant.. ohwell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/4244395116487594281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=4244395116487594281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4244395116487594281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4244395116487594281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/05/looking-back.html' title='looking back'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8287541554658531324</id><published>2009-04-25T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:44:11.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;whether you mean it or not - your actions breed uncertainty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life without regular training has been boring, even though ive got to admit that im quite enjoying the loads of extra time thats available now. the past week has totally been lessons after lessons, consultations after consultations. its been tiring and stressful, in a different way. im proud to be in my imba class (that topped the level in every h2 subject) but its also pressurising as heck.. im already a couple of steps behind in terms of results, and nows the time to make up for that, i hope.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-8287541554658531324?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8287541554658531324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=8287541554658531324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8287541554658531324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8287541554658531324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/04/whether-you-mean-it-or-not-your-actions.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8492830970612137985</id><published>2009-04-20T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:52:23.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ive been stupid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i cant believe i defended you when people talked about you behind your back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you claim people dont reciprocate, but its cos you dont give at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you expect others to be sincere when you lace your words with sarcasm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you want to be appreciated, but you take those around you for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'd love to say "nice knowing you", but then again, i dont think ive known you at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. i hate venting here, makes my blog look like some emo place. ohwell - over and done with. i feel the sudden urge to play soccer... soonsoon i hope (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-8492830970612137985?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8492830970612137985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=8492830970612137985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8492830970612137985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8492830970612137985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-more-ive-been-stupid-no-more-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-1266740314351016259</id><published>2009-04-18T06:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T07:05:02.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time flies, its all over&lt;br /&gt;highs, lows, struggles, joys - memories.&lt;br /&gt;you've been a wonderful team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-1266740314351016259?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/1266740314351016259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=1266740314351016259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/1266740314351016259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/1266740314351016259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-flies-its-all-over-highs-lows.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-9187479437249003427</id><published>2009-04-04T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T02:00:35.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know you lack sleep when&lt;br /&gt;-you constantly feel like sleeping in lessons&lt;br /&gt;-you're plagued by daily headaches that make you feel like tearing your hair out&lt;br /&gt;-sometimes you just feel so irritable you feel like slapping someone just cos they spoke too loudly&lt;br /&gt;-you fall asleep while standing up on the mrt, your knees buckle and you almost fall. then.. you dont even feel embarrassed when people around you stifle laughs, you just stand up, close your eyes and go back to sleep.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~ 10days and counting ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-9187479437249003427?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/9187479437249003427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=9187479437249003427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/9187479437249003427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/9187479437249003427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-you-lack-sleep-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-691559805187724591</id><published>2009-03-28T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:04:30.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to call it the last stretch would kinda be an understatement - its less than 20days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what has to be done during this time.&lt;br /&gt;i know what will be done after this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ive put up with it for long enough already&lt;br /&gt;theres no time now to get distracted by it&lt;br /&gt;only enough to keep my head down and drive on&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;but im sorry, you aren't a part of any of my plans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-691559805187724591?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/691559805187724591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=691559805187724591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/691559805187724591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/691559805187724591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-call-it-last-stretch-would-kinda-be.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-5506610715697485613</id><published>2009-03-21T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:41:36.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now -&lt;br /&gt;i know what i want.&lt;br /&gt;they know what i want.&lt;br /&gt;you know what i want.&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; seem a little confused..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...awkward...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-5506610715697485613?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/5506610715697485613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=5506610715697485613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5506610715697485613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5506610715697485613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-i-know-what-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-7855441419949368501</id><published>2009-03-08T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:04:14.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;belated birthday wishes :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIDEON! (24/02)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHEL! (07/03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway.. its been a really stressful period for me, serious. what with grandma and her operation, canoeing competitions coming up and my slow progress, and BTs just round the corner.. then if that wasnt enough, i had to go down with those niggly back pains (which are thankfully gone) and this recent fever that im currently fighting off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway its given me an excuse to stay home today instead of training, so i really spammed with the chem studying last night, all the way from 12plus to 5ish this morning. haha long time since i did an overnight studying thing already, feels like Olevels.. anyway, was listening to mtv last night when i heard this song - its pretty old already i guess, but first time i saw the music video, so i was like OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSBremJzMR4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSBremJzMR4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear taylor swift looks so incredibly hot in this video.. haha like some fairytale princess =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7855441419949368501?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7855441419949368501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7855441419949368501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7855441419949368501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7855441419949368501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/03/belated-birthday-wishes-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8431033686534159025</id><published>2009-02-24T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:32:39.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;/</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry - youknowwhoyouare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive pretty much been a jerk these past few days i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;really havent been myself, lost control, lost my cool.&lt;br /&gt;im sincerely apologising if ive upset you - so hopefully you'll see this and forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;i wont/cant explain it right now, maybe someday if the circumstance is right.&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/33037235-8431033686534159025?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8431033686534159025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=8431033686534159025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8431033686534159025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8431033686534159025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_24.html' title=';/'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8991194485585110645</id><published>2009-02-17T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:17:07.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes - Im Legal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;HELLO WORLD! IM BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is honestly the first time back here with a proper post in ... well i cant really remember.. but its been a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week has been pretty happening in the context of SAJC life - jc1s joining in for school/trainings, Friendship Week (with its Friendship Web, flower service), Valentines, and all. not to mention the hectic training and work schedule... endure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17020918&lt;/span&gt;, yepp just a random sequence of numbers, but one that shouts out to me: DUDE! YOURE OLD! lol - time flies, im 18!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the day started off with a flood of messages, some really sweet, all very treasured =D i swear i spent my last few moments awake last night replying to those pals who sent birthday greetings at the stroke of midnight. haha cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class ah, getting out of hand... started groping me even before morning assembly started. gosh-pervs! pe was rather ... mundane? made to run 2.4 when i didnt really have the mood, i just did it pretty halfheartedly im ashamed to say.. didnt get my sub10(10.02). then, after pe, rachel happened to walk past on her way to her pe, and my class just started being rowdy and calling my name and all, ending up with me being dragged to the centre of the field and being taupok-ed.. just imagine being on the receiving end, with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xy&lt;/span&gt; jumping on top of you... omg the horror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, i received a present! haha not bad luh... its pretty much a rare occasion that i get anything soo ... yay! yeah i know ive already said it many many times, but thanks. its damn sweet and very nice k! im still amazed you chose the correct size?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then ... the team held a 'celebration' for me at the cafe. their ploy to lead me down there was pretty strange luh ... it was so uber confusing that i still dont know if ms ong really wanted to meet me or whatever ... but johnny,lohboon,ben sorta gave it away with their random walks in and out of the toilet and all, not to mention that rachel was just following us around smiling like a cheshire cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqYQ5_oOPI/AAAAAAAAARw/Eh6empzXvNY/s1600-h/IMG_6101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqYQ5_oOPI/AAAAAAAAARw/Eh6empzXvNY/s320/IMG_6101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303718927395207410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqYQiK6ssI/AAAAAAAAARo/9JNpMS8gRO8/s1600-h/IMG_6098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqYQiK6ssI/AAAAAAAAARo/9JNpMS8gRO8/s320/IMG_6098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303718921000104642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqYQqsXNAI/AAAAAAAAARg/xnHu_MWPpNw/s1600-h/IMG_6096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqYQqsXNAI/AAAAAAAAARg/xnHu_MWPpNw/s320/IMG_6096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303718923287868418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqYQR_xpBI/AAAAAAAAARY/egzs_klUZAw/s1600-h/Image030%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqYQR_xpBI/AAAAAAAAARY/egzs_klUZAw/s320/Image030%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303718916658406418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqBBH8DCAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/0sY8xS_C8Gc/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqBBH8DCAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/0sY8xS_C8Gc/s320/Image030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303693367492937730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think this is damn nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqBA1L7jFI/AAAAAAAAARI/Bk-6vYAatZA/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqBA1L7jFI/AAAAAAAAARI/Bk-6vYAatZA/s320/Image034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303693362459282514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Aaron the Clown vs Mr Lion"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqBAop4BDI/AAAAAAAAARA/YHMgVvfMgrU/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqBAop4BDI/AAAAAAAAARA/YHMgVvfMgrU/s320/Image031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303693359095219250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqYRHl0prI/AAAAAAAAAR4/IFg8loynv0M/s1600-h/IMG_6100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqYRHl0prI/AAAAAAAAAR4/IFg8loynv0M/s320/IMG_6100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303718931045066418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqBAVUdHHI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/OzdjlnvPKuc/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqBAVUdHHI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/OzdjlnvPKuc/s320/Image032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303693353905101938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uhh... yeah the H&amp;amp;R were the team's idea - trust me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqBAHIgYDI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qDBUfnUGn_s/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SZqBAHIgYDI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qDBUfnUGn_s/s320/Image033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303693350096887858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aww.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have found what only loneliness provides &lt;br /&gt;A strength within knowing I will find&lt;br /&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/33037235-8991194485585110645?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8991194485585110645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-151614664216003949</id><published>2009-02-14T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:19:25.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reopening old wounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i told myself that i had overcome this.&lt;br /&gt;i told myself that i wouldnt let it come back to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;and yet its reared its ugly head&lt;br /&gt;the pain is back again - i dont think i can make it out of bed&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is my curse&lt;br /&gt;the story of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hate the feeling of weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/33037235-151614664216003949?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-3638066648528816315</id><published>2009-02-07T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:00:52.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;/</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;maybe i should just be selfish. stop caring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-3638066648528816315?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/3638066648528816315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=3638066648528816315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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good =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;im just a little old fashioned -&lt;br /&gt;it takes more than a physical attraction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-814942762121618668?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/814942762121618668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=814942762121618668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/814942762121618668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll still monitor the tagboard once in awhile though - hope it doesnt die. ha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-4116010566253712476?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/4116010566253712476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=4116010566253712476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4116010566253712476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4116010566253712476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/01/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-5033781996242176270</id><published>2009-01-11T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:21:44.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well a good day in general for the team. kudos to all winners from SAJC and TP, you all deserve it. no doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;well just in case it wasnt apparent enough, im gutted, i know i missed out on a medal by just a few placings. sucks like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt, and still do feel like a loser when i saw so many people ascending the podium for medals.&lt;br /&gt;and i was just sitting there cheering&lt;br /&gt;but dont tell me to get over it&lt;br /&gt;cos im gonna remember this pain,&lt;br /&gt;remember this anger,&lt;br /&gt;remember this guilt,&lt;br /&gt;remember this loss,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna channel it into something useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-5033781996242176270?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/5033781996242176270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=5033781996242176270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to survive fridays, not to mention that there'll be trainings on saturday mornings.. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk. swimming was alright...&lt;br /&gt;someone eh, asked me to meet earlier, then end up coming late, even later than the original plan, HAI, wonder who eh? ;P&lt;br /&gt;the weather was typically suck-ish... not enough sun for my liking in the mornings.. probably why i usually prefer to swim in midday - afternoon sun. yeah call me crazy, say that i'll get skin cancer, but it helps me even out my horrible tan lines. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed down to simlim square to check out the calender prices (long story, dont ask) and called dad to ask if he wanted to lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe his response luh, damn funny -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hey, im near your office now, what time do you lunch? wanna eat together?&lt;br /&gt;dad: haha cheapskate, you want me to blanjah (treat) you right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. haha i was stunned... but well he did treat me =D knowing me, he brought me to this eatery which specialises in noodles. haha, such a wide range or ramen and banmian and whatnot - for those who know me, you'll know its like food heaven for me. hahaha. shiok ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest of the day was pretty dull in comparison i suppose, napped practically the entire afternoon then rushed out for tuiton. i swear my tuition teacher, mr ong, has the most interesting stories, and hes damn freaking quirky. aha he tried to hit on the auntie at the tuition counter, just to see if he could do it. hes married btw. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*ohyeah, i forgot to ask him about the ipod thing.. dammit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2moredays. IWANT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7217695742733384802?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7217695742733384802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7217695742733384802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7217695742733384802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7217695742733384802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/01/whoa-longgg-day.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-454353227486662651</id><published>2009-01-06T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:16:55.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/KIG0jTyMhD"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/KIG0jTyMhD" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; 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href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=KIG0jTyMhD"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/KIG0jTyMhD/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/hilaryteo/music/g9BXGriD/plain_white_ts_big_bad_world/"&gt;Big Bad World - Plain White Ts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's a big bad world&lt;br /&gt;we're doing what we can&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we fall on our face&lt;br /&gt;before we even learn to stand&lt;br /&gt;but we get back up&lt;br /&gt;shake off all the dust&lt;br /&gt;and take it step by step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can fill the whole floor to the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;with all the dead wrong choices ive made&lt;br /&gt;and even though we try to learn&lt;br /&gt;from each others mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it again (doing it again)&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it again my friend (doing it again)&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it again and again&lt;br /&gt;till eventually we change&lt;br /&gt;the way its always been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a big bad dream&lt;br /&gt;following your heart&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the one you&lt;br /&gt;need's the one that tears you apart&lt;br /&gt;so you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;kiss her one more time&lt;br /&gt;and cry the whole way home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can fill up the driest river&lt;br /&gt;with all the tears falling off of my face&lt;br /&gt;and even though we try to learn&lt;br /&gt;from each others mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it again (doing it again)&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it again my friend (doing it again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it again and again&lt;br /&gt;till eventually we change&lt;br /&gt;the way its always been(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just running 'round in circles&lt;br /&gt;tripping over every hurdle&lt;br /&gt;we're just trying to do the best that we can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a big bad life&lt;br /&gt;all that we can do&lt;br /&gt;is try to make it right&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow something new&lt;br /&gt;so if a big rain cloud&lt;br /&gt;follows you around&lt;br /&gt;don't let it get you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it again (doing it again)&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it again my friend (doing it again)&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it again and again&lt;br /&gt;till eventually we change&lt;br /&gt;the way its always been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh) we'll do it again (doing it again)&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it again my friend (doing it again)&lt;br /&gt;we'll do it again and again&lt;br /&gt;till eventually we change&lt;br /&gt;the way its always been (doing it again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we do it again and again&lt;br /&gt;till eventually wechange&lt;br /&gt;the way it's always been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-454353227486662651?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-6619127461778048107</id><published>2009-01-06T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:49:15.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;am i wrong to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;is it wrong to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or am i just setting myself up for a fall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-6619127461778048107?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/6619127461778048107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=6619127461778048107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6619127461778048107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/6619127461778048107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-i-wrong-to-dream-is-it-wrong-to-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-620150235164709769</id><published>2009-01-05T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:59:20.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pfft</title><content type='html'>12 - days to MSA&lt;br /&gt;10 -days to open house&lt;br /&gt;7 - days to school reopen&lt;br /&gt;6 - days from SCM, rarr&lt;br /&gt;2 - days till i get to meet L &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(tentatively) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - hour till i meet eechun and buy my exercise stuff. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont mind me, im just bored. entertaining myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;anything to keep my mind occupied =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-620150235164709769?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/620150235164709769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=620150235164709769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/620150235164709769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/620150235164709769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/01/pfft.html' title='pfft'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8981811352890432410</id><published>2009-01-01T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:23:34.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>public holiday?</title><content type='html'>im really starting to dislike public holidays... arent even rest days, always end up doing some random chores that are even more tiring than trainings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, its 1630 now, and its the first time ive sat down since ... 8? ive been painting my house nonstop since then and my hands/fingers are actually trembling as im typing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo-tiring stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-8981811352890432410?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8981811352890432410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=8981811352890432410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8981811352890432410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8981811352890432410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2009/01/public-holiday.html' title='public holiday?'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-4897024511128499223</id><published>2008-12-30T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:51:44.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be nice</title><content type='html'>ive kinda been taken by songs from "Plain White Ts" recently, any kind souls out there who would be willing and able to send me their songs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Shine&lt;br /&gt;2.Our Time Now&lt;br /&gt;3.What If&lt;br /&gt;4.If I Told You&lt;br /&gt;5.So Damn Clever&lt;br /&gt;6.Take Me Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any of these would be greatly appreciated, thanks =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and btw, thanks for nothing. thats all you do anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-4897024511128499223?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/4897024511128499223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=4897024511128499223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4897024511128499223'/><link rel='self' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-4218771168380584729?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/4218771168380584729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=4218771168380584729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4218771168380584729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/4218771168380584729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-distraction-for-too-long-way.html' title=''/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8722579559257226081</id><published>2008-12-28T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:36:42.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wonder ... will anyone answer?</title><content type='html'>haha i kop-ed this from yingying's blog, something she did to relieve boredom, i thought id try it out to see if it helps. LOL. readers (if there are any out there) pls just answer, k =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Reply with an anonymous comment for each: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;1. One cryptic I may understand...but I may not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;2. One compliment you've wanted to give me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;3. One random thing just off the top of your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;4. About how long have we known each other/known of each other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;5. And a hint as to who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just do it, pls. THANKS. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-8722579559257226081?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8722579559257226081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=8722579559257226081' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8722579559257226081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/8722579559257226081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wonder-will-anyone-answer.html' title='i wonder ... will anyone answer?'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-2359486099199289057</id><published>2008-12-27T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T21:45:49.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;(</title><content type='html'>urgh ive been feeling super lifeless and moody today... my body doesnt seem to be responding to what my mind tells it to do, and the ability for my body to recover from muscle aches and cuts and all seems to have vanished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, i think i might be coming down with something, feeling super horrible all of a sudden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;if only life was easy as 1,2,3,4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F1LwS6-g-7E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F1LwS6-g-7E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-2359486099199289057?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/2359486099199289057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=2359486099199289057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2359486099199289057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/2359486099199289057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_27.html' title=';('/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-5888591176944025950</id><published>2008-12-23T19:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:57:04.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;/</title><content type='html'>this week, its all about the food. yeah, its great, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all started last saturday at granny's birthday dinner. trader's hotel - buffet - whole array of expensive delicacies - me - free flow. hell yeah. haha. lobsters, oysters, huge prawns, beef - imba. haha yeah, not to mention a great opportunity to catch up with the cousins again. its been so so so so so so so so long since the whole gang met up together like that... so much noise and excitement and laughs. haha. for one, i bet you cant imagine a bunch of teens/adults playing with the nuts meant to be for the hotel table's decoration. we were throwing them around and slipping them into people's pockets and bags and everything ... childish, random fun. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday wasnt so much about the food, though. met up with the old 6D clique for the first time in like forever and went over to sentosa to chill. it was kinda a trip that we didnt really plan for, pretty impromptu i suppose, didnt even come up with activities to do.. but at least we got to see each other again, all very nice people to talk to, ive come to realise. it was stupid of me, but i just realise that i didnt get a full group photo. dammit. lol. dinnered with most of them afterwards at harbourfront centre, although felicia and jamie had to leave early ... it was there that i found a really cool sports shop with cheap stuff, haha just my kind of place seriously, can buy cheaper gear ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i was quite surprised to discover that junqiang's friend was also performing in the same orchard play as rachel, so at least i had someone to go down with me. in the process, eechun and jowell decided to tag along too, for some *ahem-ahem* reasons. it was a pretty good play, im always amazed how well the people can sing and dance at the plays. note: this comes from a person with the voice of a crow and two left feet. hahaha. but anyway, i think it was a great performance luh .. the energy was fantastic, i finally got my picture.. alright pictures ahaha. oh oh - there was a fight in the street just in front of the performance area just before i got there. ha. i heard it was some racial issue, where this malay man lashed out at some angmoh. lol i reached just in time to see the angmoh being led away by police officers, he had this really stoned look, and was mumbling to himself. haha drunk ass. did i mention i dislike drinkers and smokers? yeap, now you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///E:/DCIM/101_PANA/P1010888.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SVDhLoxY0VI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/criq3qhxsmA/s1600-h/P1010893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SVDhLK6csjI/AAAAAAAAAPA/RRu18Wm5q9o/s320/P1010891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282969944929907250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the only thing left to talk about would be the chalet. im really really really (honestly) sorry that i came late. i thought that since yall didnt have any concrete plans for that day it'd just be like chilling around the room and stuff so i didnt feel the urency to rush over. SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got my sushi buffet with matthias and johnathan. haha. shiok ah. when i first heard that the rest wanted to watch "IP Man" i was quite unenthusiastic, but i'll admit my mistake cos on hindsight it was a pretty cool show. very inspiring and some real food for thought, and haha there were quite a lot of 'waterworks' next to me, aye... the rest of the day was pretty uneventful i suppose, until the gift exchange. that was a damned good idea methinks. haha brought quite a bit of anticipation and a ton of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards was the night cycling, from 11-6. wonderful, just wonderful. long hours on that bike seat just did wonders for my poor ass. HAHA. the only thing i regret was that we didnt manage to get everyone to go on the ride. i kinda felt like we ps-ed those back at the chalet by staying out the whole night... anywayy, we cycled from pasir ris park to bedok reservoir to visit our boat shed, then it off towards East Coast Park, following the Park Connector (PCN). PCN led us to ecp, where we took a short break, then we continued on to Changi Village. there was this stretch, along the outside of Changi Airport, where it felt like we weren't moving at all.. haha it seemed to stretch on forever, pls... anyway, after having some drinks at changi village, and seeing some 'local flavour' it was a pretty straightforward run back down to DowntownEast. haha. shiok ah. took a power nap at the beach benches with louis and ceyong cos we felt too sticky and disgusting to go into the room. haha. and that concludes my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun right? Christmas is coming up, sadly enough, i'll probably spend it doing self trainings since i dont celebrate. haha. ohwell... can ask me out =D i'll probs be down at koon's house to chill on friday though. heh. till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-5888591176944025950?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/5888591176944025950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=5888591176944025950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5888591176944025950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5888591176944025950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=';/'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qgL2GZBN324/SVDhLoxY0VI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/criq3qhxsmA/s72-c/P1010893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-7110043004166877446</id><published>2008-12-23T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:45:01.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>back from a busy few days of sentosa then chalet. suffering from lack of sleep and acute buttache from overnight cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimme a couple of hours of rest and i'll be back to update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7110043004166877446?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7110043004166877446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7110043004166877446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7110043004166877446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7110043004166877446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2008/12/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-3559979323632213225</id><published>2008-12-16T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:12:42.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belief</title><content type='html'>i am loathe to believe that i cant put as much power into my strokes as other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-3559979323632213225?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-1041026757743742532</id><published>2008-12-15T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:24:07.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mentality</title><content type='html'>and i agree. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we're just not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we meet in the morning and say: wow, im aching, so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we're not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we tell ourselves: aye, conserve some energy cos theres training this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we're not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coach says: we'll do 5sets today&lt;br /&gt;when we hear that and think: huh. thats quite a lot, it'll be tiring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we're not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preparing for competition &lt;s&gt;is not&lt;/s&gt; cannot be a monotonous routine. every day, every training, every set, every rundown, its gotta be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;determination. focus. aggressiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-1041026757743742532?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/1041026757743742532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=1041026757743742532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/1041026757743742532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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continued</title><content type='html'>lets go lets go! im gonna make an attempt to recall enough stuff from the trip to write up a post that gives credit to the trip. wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08122008 - Monday&lt;br /&gt;after meeting at the airport late last night, enduring the overnight plane ride (eating maggie mee -wth right), we finally arrived in Perth and about 7 in the morning. breakfast was over at King's Park, where we had this totally lovely scenery. like really. i think under those weather conditions, it was like perfect. well, they seemed to enjoy it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s351.photobucket.com/albums/q441/4thsacanoe/perth%20trip/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1100771.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 336px; height: 222px;" src="http://i351.photobucket.com/albums/q441/4thsacanoe/perth%20trip/P1100771.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a short tour of the place and learned a little about the indigenous people from a local guide before we had to rush off for the next item on our itinery. once again, beautiful place - just look at the pretty flower, damn bright:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s351.photobucket.com/albums/q441/4thsacanoe/perth%20trip/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1010775.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 313px; height: 232px;" src="http://i351.photobucket.com/albums/q441/4thsacanoe/perth%20trip/P1010775.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was ... urgh - dont wanna talk about it. im disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well had workshops at the ECU afterwards. super tiring, ahem not very interesting... gave me headaches. haha. but well... it was something new? BBQ dinner! prepared at the university, ate in the open! shiok ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over our apartments after, bunked with tzetian (same room), gideon and johnny (same apartment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09122008 - Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;training at the olympic training centre was fun. now dont be mistaken, i loved the weather while we were over there, even though it felt like there was an airconditioner on when we were outside, but it was freakin freezing while we were paddling. fingers and face was super numb. well not going to over-emphasize the training, good to have new help.. lunch was subway! haha expected but still appreciated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping session at HarbourTown afterwards.. lotsa lotsa shops, nothing much to buy. haha. went in with the plan to get some clothes, a new bagpack and new wallet... came out with souveniors for family and one paltry plain tshirt for myself. haha ohwell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gideon was our master chef for that night. we totally cooked too much spagetti, too little sauce. ohwell, it was good though. cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the train over to the beach for the sunset. under normal conditions i guess it wouldnt be anything that special, except that the weather was super imba. haha. the wind was blowing like crazy, cooling to the max. made for a especially enjoyable time, although i didnt appreciate the taupok guys... not fun. tsk. sand allll over, if you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10122008 - Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;training session again, followed by shopping at some more upmarket place. not really my thing to spend so much, didnt get anything apart from nougat? haha. yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. there was dinner at some locally famous, apparently, fishandchips joint. it was made somewhat healthier because we got them to grill the fish instead of fry it, and replaced the chips with salad. haha. kinda not fish and chips at all anymore is it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well walked over to Freemantle Prison for a torchlight tour. its a pretty creepy place that i wouldnt like to be in alone i guess, made worse cos the sun had already set. wasnt that bad with everyone there together luh, i just cant imagine being alone in there, even in the daytime... tour included several scares, kinda freaked out rachel i think, aww, fiona to a lesser extent? ahh cant blame them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice cream at ColdRock afterwards. i guess the girls working there were pretty sweet to be willing to stay past their closing hours just to finish serving the lot of us. it WAS pretty late by Australian standards. haha did i mention that practically everything is closed by 5 or 6 in the evening? omg right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11122008 - Thursday&lt;br /&gt;morning flight back to sunny sunny singapore. sat with fiona and mrkieu on plane back... urgh, mrkieu never gets tired of teasing people. haha i'll admit that its quite entertaining when he isnt targetting you. lol. he even disturbs msong! like wth... anywayy, we're back! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s351.photobucket.com/albums/q441/4thsacanoe/perth%20trip/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1100843.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 279px;" src="http://i351.photobucket.com/albums/q441/4thsacanoe/perth%20trip/P1100843.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote - just found out today that eloise is back in singapore until 1st jan! eh who wants to organise something! like a get together to meet her? to catch up? pls not me again... haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7532985185928692562?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7532985185928692562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7532985185928692562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7532985185928692562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7532985185928692562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2008/12/perth-continued.html' title='Perth - continued'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</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://i351.photobucket.com/albums/q441/4thsacanoe/perth%20trip/th_P1100771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-9108780559801983519</id><published>2008-12-11T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:38:50.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perth</title><content type='html'>just got back from Perth at noon. its been a new experience these last 4days, living with just teammates and away from the comforts of home. well, thats not saying that the apartments we were staying in werent nice and homely, its just - theres no place like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sight-seeing, training, shopping, chilling. it was a pretty hectic 4days i would say. waking up early, sleeping late, long long days, really short nights.. it was kinda strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh shucks, my mind and body is still kinda in a weird state from the plane ride and the strange sleeping hours and all. i'll come back to update properly when ive gathered my thoughts and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos are up on photobucket. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-9108780559801983519?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/9108780559801983519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=9108780559801983519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/9108780559801983519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/9108780559801983519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2008/12/perth.html' title='Perth'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-5478593305855965820</id><published>2008-12-07T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:56:03.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=DD</title><content type='html'>just completed my first ever 21.1km this morning, and its off to perth with the team tonight - wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long week. like seriously. double trainings are oh so draining, not mention all the travelling time and the recent sucky weather.. well, its over for awhile, from next week i'll be able to do my self training to work on my crappy fitness levels. yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, finally bought a new pair of running shoes yesterday from queensway. cheers to tzetian who not only waited for me at tampines when the stupid nokia shop fouled up and took at long time to return my phone, but also accompanied me all the way to queensway and walked around with me and gave me comments and pointers in buying runnng shoes. had pretty interesting chats the whole journey though, there and back - dont ask why, but we were randomly discussing the fear that some psychopath could release a shark or crocodile into bedok.R and kill all of us. haha. as i said - dont ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standard Charteded 21.2km today. urgh. little/no training? well what to say? its a new experience for sure. even before the race started, i decided that i wouldnt go for speed cos i was scared i'd burn out. arranged to run with joel, yuesheng and .. yuesheng's friend? haha. lost ys and his friend less than 500m into the race (wth) so the rest of it was just trying to maintain a constant pace and not burn out before the end.. im guessing that its because of the pace that we were going, but i didnt even pant or run out of breath once during the run, very confortable, although im pretty sure that a fast snail could have owned us. heh. one thing to note, although it wasnt much of a cardio workout, the pain due to the repeated impacts of my feet on the ground was pretty extensive. i think my old injuries (left ankle - right knee) acted up again, and im still feeling the effects of the knee.. ow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well... PERTH! PERTH. yeahh... just a couple more hours. i'm so gonna make the most of this trip, both in the sense of training and interaction and buying stuff. haha. how often will i get to australia, gotta shop luh.. actually already bought some stuff in prep for the trip, but i'll save the overall update for when i get back. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/MpWsEgtaHm"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/MpWsEgtaHm" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/hilaryteo/music/QFuAIgfX/waking_ashland_counting_the_stars/"&gt;Counting The Stars - Waking Ashland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-5478593305855965820?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/5478593305855965820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=5478593305855965820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5478593305855965820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/5478593305855965820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2008/12/dd.html' title='=DD'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-1222074829583356355</id><published>2008-12-02T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:39:13.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian..</title><content type='html'>eh im damn sad now okayy.. so many trainings = so much travelling time to and fro from home to school, and school to bedok, and home to bedok. look, im not complaining about the trainings, sure im tired - but im loving it, its the most meaningful holidays ive head, for once i cant say im bored. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well, im damn sad cos my phone just decided to let itself die yesterday. one moment it was all working fine, and i was listening to my music, then i put it into my bag for awhile and it committed suicide. turned itself off and i cant turn it on now... sucks. aye. now WHAT am i do to on those long train/bus rides? and its so inconvenient cos i have to bring it for servicing at tampines... like Century Square?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who have been telling me im crazy for 'wasting' my hols in training, ive got a quote for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can make yourself miserable, or you can make yourself strong. It takes the same amount of energy.&lt;br /&gt;-Carlos Casteneda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i know ive made my choice. have you? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-1222074829583356355?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/1222074829583356355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=1222074829583356355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/1222074829583356355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/1222074829583356355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2008/12/sian.html' title='sian..'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-2446092463471058601</id><published>2008-11-25T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:15:29.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;right now my life's fucking shot to hell. yeah it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont believe i cant make it work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-2446092463471058601?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-8931531520394557112</id><published>2008-11-22T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:11:58.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a few teensy cuts on my fingers... oww. haha i hate tiny cuts. if their gonna hurt anyway, why not big ones? small ones are just irritating, cos you dont notice them, then you rub them on something and you get that stinging sensation.. tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-8931531520394557112?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/8931531520394557112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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k4!</title><content type='html'>ooh k4 today. interesting, rundowns feel quite fast. issues to be worked out though.. we cleaned the boats too =D whoa that was energy sapping, at least everyone stayed back to help out today - i appreciate that. id like to commend aaron for his effort and organisation today. even though it was a little messy in the beginning, you sorted it out damn well and we got the stuff done pretty efficiently after that. kudos to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! got to ride coach's bicycle today. yes, his imba expensive customised bike. he was asking for a volunteer to ride to the shops nearby to make duplicates for the shed keys then he said we could use his bike. even now, i cant believe i went: 'me! me! me!' like some idiot, seriously. i happily hopped on his bike and was riding there when i suddenly remembered how expensive it was.. then i started worrying that id scratch it or something. haha damn scary. besides, the seat is so super high up that my feet cant even reach the ground when im seated! im wondering how he does it since hes about my height..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on last thing - was on the bus to gym when i saw this damn humorous scene. see, there was this pretty wide road and the green man was blinking. so this indian man tried to be smart and started running across the road. he was just over halfway across the road when the red man came on, so instead of just running faster to get to the other side, he gave this small jump, then turned around and scurried back to the side he came from. it was damn funny i tell you, i laughed so loudly on the bus that i woke johnny up... smart fellow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-2163299432927779622?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/2163299432927779622/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33037235.post-7705098575886211789</id><published>2008-11-20T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:30:14.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>at last, i can use the computer without it lagging like crazy. at last, i can open a window and not have to wait and come back like 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; later just to view the contents. at last, reformatted my laptop. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its been activity after activity recently, not many free moments, never a dull moment. i kinda stopped blogging for a while there cos i was damn pissed off at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;laggy&lt;/span&gt; comp. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. anyway, i had a million and one things to say before i actually sat down in front of the laptop to type it out, now it kinda seems like everything has left me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to state the obvious, the past week has pretty much been non stop trainings for me. think the highlight was when i went down alone for optional on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; (thanks to everyone for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; me) and got tips from coach and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;waikit&lt;/span&gt;. pretty good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there was also the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Swissotel&lt;/span&gt; Vertical Marathon last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sure you heard about it in the news or read about it in the newspaper. well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; it was pretty hellish for me, 73floors without training? thighs were burning up, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; help that i went up with some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;vj&lt;/span&gt; track dudes and some commando. even laden with a water bag and bulky pouch, the commando just burned me totally, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; even find him anywhere in the staircase. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pfft&lt;/span&gt;. anyway 11:34, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; happy.. for now - next year under 11!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class chalet these past 2 days. only stayed for one night though, rushed back to school this morning for team meeting - and breakfast.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. anyway, caught 'Rec' with the class last night, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hmms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;spanish&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Quarantine&lt;/span&gt;'? i think it was pretty cool for me in the sense that i didnt really know the ending until the end, unlike the others. totally loved it when the old lady got owned twice! firstly with the shotgun, then getting hit with the sledgehammer twice in the head. haha. imba. Manu was damn funny too! nvm nvm, seriously- go catch the show before it stops screening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team meeting this morning. whew long long long... i almost passed out by the end of it. some things im still not too enthused about, but well i have no problems la. if you all are fine with me, i dont see why i have any reason to have problems with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really feel interested regarding tmr, i kinda just wanna be alone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33037235-7705098575886211789?l=hilaryteo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/feeds/7705098575886211789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33037235&amp;postID=7705098575886211789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7705098575886211789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33037235/posts/default/7705098575886211789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilaryteo.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>hilaryTEO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07380426164573993061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
