<?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-9307952</id><updated>2011-07-08T23:58:22.050+08:00</updated><category term='national camp 2008'/><category term='UH camp 09'/><title type='text'>sweetLOVIN"memories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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>486</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307952.post-4996895386938263587</id><published>2009-10-23T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:51:02.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shifted to &lt;a href="http://chemistrylove.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://chemistrylove.wordpress.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4996895386938263587?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4996895386938263587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4996895386938263587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4996895386938263587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4996895386938263587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-guys-shifted-to-httpchemistrylove.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6319157756029833772</id><published>2009-10-14T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T02:55:45.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i haven't blog in ages! thats about a month. the main distractions being school[what's new?], guides[of course] and drama series[hahah.guilty of online late night watching]. oh yes, and RESTING! since this month is the guides off peak season. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after that, november and december will be crazy-as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but for now, its project rush time and since i am not working with my usual group, it takes some getting used to. mainly cos of communication and language barriers. Accounting shouldn't be a problem, since its isn't soo hard. American government is the hard one. what's with the presentation and difficulty of compiling all the essays together to make it blend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think that defending the things that i love is getting harder and harder. people keep on trying to interfere. and yes, i am pissed off. cos i don't touch their territories, so i don't see why they are hell bent on touching mine. why they can't do their own thing and i do mine is mind boggling. i don't care what they do, as long as they don't touch my territory, it will be good enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but it seems that i am paying the price for playing the good guy when i was a kid[aka in secondary school] cos now i am ALWAYS playing the bad guy. the strict, evil almost-angeline-like leader. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i discussed it over the weekend with some friends, its the case of "culture shock", in more ways than one. and we are all learning how to handle the situation on the job. the simple reason being that we were never taught that way and there wasn't a time when 1 was answered back with 2,3,4,5 and 6. because 1 was 1. period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for those selected few who know what am i talking about, i need a solution, mate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and kamini, shiyama and xinyi, you 3 contacted me all at the same time!LOL. need more dinners and talk. also...food expeditions? beside those 3, i miss the dreamers, the chocolateiers and the 5G'07-ers. THAT never gets old. and that's alot of people. also, it's a really strange feeling seeing the boys/guys being soo mature. i wonder if the aliens abducted them and replace them with matured boys who don't stink the classroom up and are very muscular :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"the word that appear most in love letters is not "love" but "miss"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-the leap years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-6319157756029833772?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6319157756029833772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=6319157756029833772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6319157756029833772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6319157756029833772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-havent-blog-in-ages-thats-about-month.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-5623758017068973717</id><published>2009-09-11T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:48:26.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was pretty good, passed BTT trial.like FINALLY! so BTT will be on the 25th :) and i wanna pass it on my first try so i hope i won't forget the absurb questions that they will ask by then. anw, my sister will get her's first since she already passed btt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while waiting to take my btt trial, i saw the last person i expected to see on earth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was wearing a hot pink t-shirt.hahaha. when i saw him, i though it was some kind of a joke. also, that guy had already gotten his driver's license, so if you wanna hitch a ride, you know who to look for.lol. but still, why him, and there, out of all places? he also haven't changed all that much in terms of appearence in the last 3 years. so, if you wanna bump into people you know, go to bishan and/or ssdc. the chances are almost 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is COH tmr then will be staying over at angeline's house.i hope COH will go well tmr and i will be able to slack at home in the afternoon then go over to angeline's place at night. haha. so now we are even, since she stayed over at my place before and its my turn to stay over at her's.hahahaha. sunday will be spent helping out in a marathon then sleeping it off the rest of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturdays without the chocolateiers aren't really that fun anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-5623758017068973717?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/5623758017068973717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=5623758017068973717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5623758017068973717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5623758017068973717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-was-pretty-good-passed-btt-trial.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6647582575502260711</id><published>2009-09-08T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T02:35:47.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>memories do strange things to you.&lt;br /&gt;when you hate the present time, date, year, somehow, a happy memory get you through that day so it helps.&lt;br /&gt;but enough about memories, even though the best ones makes us laugh out of the blue, and for others, to be relish silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school had been hectic, whats with the complicated/abstract subjects.&lt;br /&gt;guides with its usual share of drama, something i had grown used to. so talking about it is pretty useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think hanging out with the usual YA people, hawa, shiks, angeline, wendy and val will keep my mind off things. and in an ideal situation, avoid the rest of the world. which will never happen. been having a "i-don't-really-care-what-you-do" attitude these past few days and going into hiberation seem like a good idea. with only me and my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a whole lot of people whom i think need to rebuild trust, but i jz don't feel like doing it right now. if i need to act all chatty etc, so be it. the "deep, meaningful talk" can be done whenever. doesn't sound all different from a survivor game, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and talking to miao, yingjie and gatsby boy now doesn't sound like a bad idea. if only they weren't having exams now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-6647582575502260711?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6647582575502260711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=6647582575502260711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6647582575502260711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6647582575502260711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/09/memories-do-strange-things-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-4364841630694731942</id><published>2009-08-30T02:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T03:28:32.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Relishing the last few moments-or days before school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY DA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. why do i feel happy going back to school? i think i will most probably start falling asleep in class, say, after the first week. i think its the distraction of having something to do to keep my imagination from running wild-as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. didn't know i was outgoing.HAHA. may i ask, since when? one of the survival skills i adapted after meeting soo many new people in a space of 2 years?its anyone's guess :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. you know something is wrong when you talk to each other through facebook. where is the good old days of meeting up,people? yes, i need to see faces and hear voices. and i am old-fashioned like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i miss camping. december will statisfy my appetite with camp challenge(5 glorious days!) and inter-unit camp(4 days!) then Japan(10 winter days!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. when i keep the lock and throw away the keys, it just goes to show how stubborn i can be. and..."out of sight, out of mind".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. really looking  forward to american government and law, not soo much to accounting aka POA. 3 subjects this semester! then stupid, idiotic calculus next term. i soo need help for calulus. SOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. did i mention that learning how to drive is insanely expensive? even though it can benefit me for the rest of my life, but for now....BTT,FTT and practical lessons and test...will test my guts. i want to get my license before march next year though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. good morning everyone. sleep well, ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4364841630694731942?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4364841630694731942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4364841630694731942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4364841630694731942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4364841630694731942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/08/relishing-last-few-moments-or-days.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-3850359221420928770</id><published>2009-08-21T01:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T02:44:13.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PROJECT LINKING MINDS IS O-V-E-R!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;actually, don't know whether to be sad or happy about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;could have done alot of things better though, like facilitation sessions and the pace that the kids went through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;learnt alot from kelvin, lester and andreas [HAHA.naturally]. And May and Xueying during the camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so from now on, i will learn to be more observant :) and if there is time, maybe i will try out to be a ycm panelist[which should be pretty cool]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its not over yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there is still project closure report to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now i know by what people mean by burying something deep inside your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes, there is an elephant in the room but i refuse to acknowledge it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cos if i do, it will be like travelling back in time to jan/feb/march '06. and i learnt my lesson then, thank you very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and with the people involved, i am also an elephant in their rooms, a taboo topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but one day, it will be like a volcano waiting to erupt. you can't help but acknowledge it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what a superficial world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"your closest friend can also be your worst enemy", that's when you see a cup half empty i guess, but in some situations, this may ring true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and of course this involves an emotive word, "trust". how many people in this world do you really trust with your life? can it be counted on 1 or 2 hands? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;help, always seem to come from the most unexpected people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don't know, i guess, thats the reason why i like people at their raw form. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cos its genuine. and you can finally let your guard down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but these people, are very rare in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and people nowsadays, find a shock when you treat them very well.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because they want to know the underlying reasons or motives for your actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for me, if i do, it will be simply, "just because...". :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;at the end of the day, i jz have to do things for the right reasons...and to follow my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3850359221420928770?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3850359221420928770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3850359221420928770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3850359221420928770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3850359221420928770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/08/project-linking-minds-is-o-v-e-r.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-5200446920255913460</id><published>2009-08-10T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T04:17:47.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the word that i am most afraid of is "regret".&lt;br /&gt;of not doing more, for not caring more and for not expressing myself more. &lt;br /&gt;as a person, i can't really talk very well, so i will usually write letters to express myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the 07 GGS carnival, the food and stalls don't stand out in my memory. what i clearly remember though, was andreas, me and addie joking about the 4am rain while they visited the stall. since it was right after the expedition, we were all still pretty close. &lt;br /&gt;what i've always regretted about the expedition is not having a chance to say "thank you" properly. to my team mates and as well as my ELs. this may the the reason why they are always lingering in my mind. because they've done soo much and i couldn't give back. but everytime i see them, i can't get the word out of my mouth, it's either i will become speechless or i will end up crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, another journey will impact me like they have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-5200446920255913460?l=princess-putri.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-9307952.post-7646725513556972294</id><published>2009-08-09T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T05:22:06.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NATIONAL DAY GUYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been awhile since i wrote something like that. &lt;br /&gt;maybe, jz maybe, i finally know to describe that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think a huge part of it has got to do with how much we see each other cos when you see a person every week, you get used to seeing that person and as the months go by, it gets more comfortable. so, when i met up with angeline they all yesterday, it finally felt like everything is back to normal cos i haven't seen them for the last 2 weeks or so. same goes for _______. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the place. after being there for a period of time and doing alot of hard work on it, it really feels like, the best way i can describe is, home.even though it isn't. because the blood, sweat and tears into making the cement, pouring it, making it even. then after that painting 3 layers of paint and creating the plague. is the reason why i can't forget it. it maybe brief, but it really feels like mine. one of the strongest memory from that place also lingers there. part of the reason why i left part of my heart there as well. same goes for the kitchen, kids and dorm. and i am constantly learning from this experience, discovering new things everytime i look back at this memory. my teammates may have been younger than me, but they had taught me alot on how to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you don't need to do extragavent things to touch people. it's the small stuff. like during the MINDS camp, stan, edith and kelvin bought back supper and that few hours where we all were eating were the most blissful moments of camp. And during guides camp, edith and angeline being my right hand men and chanel writing that manito note. carnival was when we all were helping out each other in the wee hours of the night. it doesn't look much, but its unexpected.and thats why its the most touching and impactful moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel pretty grateful for my batch mates, for guides, i mean. despite all those nononse that we did, which i shall not mention, i think we worked pretty work when we are thrown together[otherwise, amazing race '05 wouldn't be made into a north division event.hahaha]. and work-wise, i think they know me the best and vice versa cos we've been working together for soo long that we know each other's style pretty well. you can say that we've been trained in the same way too. from seeing the batches after mine, i think we were pretty united, being able to plan soo many things. thanks to angeline[kwan], we were alot closer than our juniors. another aspect is that the seniors chose the right leaders, because without qing leading us, we wouldn't be as enthustatic as we were. LOL. cos monthly saturdays COH aren't exactly my idea of fun then. along the way, some of us became pretty good matchmakers[HAHA, i think they know what i mean, shall not spell it out] and we also gradually learn how to differentiate between personal and work stuff-the hard way though. i think what's soo unusual about my batch...is our spirit, drive and energy. i can't exactly say that we were determined to succeed, but we didn't want to repeat mistakes from the last batch. In a way, to rise from the ashes. it's that spirit to show everyone that we have the ability-that kept us going for the year. being the "black sheep" batch only made it stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what i want to take back to this year's committee. because without that spirit, that enthusiasm to work hard isn't there. and they will do things for the sake of it. or the PNA points. which is not what i want to pass down to them. i also want them to feel that they deserved and put in enough blood, sweat and tears to appreciate their positions now, because, unlike us, they didn't have to fight for it. like the badminton court, you can only truly appreciate it after putting in hard work to build it, otherwise, you will take it for granted. that's why the journey to thinking day celebration 2010 isn't gonna to get any easier, only harder. there will be tons of obstacles and tests of leadership and strength. the PNA award maybe crucial, and it used to be the cherry on top. but now, they will have to use all they have to fight for it. if these girls are reading this, i wanna let them know that the seniors will be with them every step of the way. cos as long as they show us that they are fighting, we will be fighting twice as hard too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-7646725513556972294?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/7646725513556972294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=7646725513556972294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7646725513556972294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7646725513556972294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-national-day-guys-been-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-4608521983578841301</id><published>2009-08-07T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T04:23:43.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Its the end of exams...and of course i am slacking.HAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, not really, considering that everyone in the EXCO is rushing to complete everything for the roadshow on the 12th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;borchure alignment not done yet, flyer also havent started doing yet and the ppt for presentation still need to brush up on ALOT on areas. to add to that, we can't find a cheap coloured printer that can print double-side.ahhhh!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And next week the sec 3s will be having their common test week. so, their 1st COH do or die must be on the 15th. BUT. i can't find anywhere to hold it! note to self: remember to buy sweets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, need to meet up with the inter-unit camp committee[especially shikin and angeline!] to discuss the games and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rebekah is coming back on the 25th though.LOL.so i think we will have our annual gathering with yifang,juian and pris.maybe a sleepover :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the monthly YA "meeting" on the 29th.can't wait to see what we are gonna do this time :D AND CHOCOLATEIER GANG! then too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its also THE SEASON OF GIRL GUIDES COOKIES! so people, please take your orders from me.HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4608521983578841301?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4608521983578841301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4608521983578841301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4608521983578841301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4608521983578841301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-end-of-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-1040366676398300100</id><published>2009-08-01T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T04:23:10.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;TODAY...IS GANGSHOW DAY&amp;amp;ROD!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i am already feeling tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;was tying the groundsheet with cheryl tan then ran through the emcee script with xiaowei and samantha....and saw kelvin in the room. where he complained it was messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jz started studying for modernization awhile ago....and finished packing for later. its like i am bringing my whole "house" there, my modernization notes, full-u, working attire, dreams5 tee[to change into after gangshow] and my shoes for ROD. I couldn't care less how ROD will go, the sec 4s are suppose to worry about it anw. this is the first time i am so happy to see the sec 4s step down though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not gonna see my chocolateier gang till exams and NDP are over. which is about 2 full weeks, pretty sad about it, even though i don't crap as much with them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-1040366676398300100?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/1040366676398300100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=1040366676398300100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1040366676398300100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1040366676398300100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/08/today.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-4662374998028212835</id><published>2009-07-25T02:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T03:05:30.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should really be asleep now, its 2:39am. either that...or doing proper studying, like finishing up my bio notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have exams starting next tuesday and all i can think about its doomsday later. history, modernization, lit and bio somehow faded into the background. thus i can't concentrate. i am writing the notes down but nothing gets inside my brain.ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know when i think of pain, i think of dreams5 at the same time. maybe cos it heals me a little, maybe also not to allow myself run away from it despite the incredible temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've been thinking about the time melvin jz took my backpack and handed me his haversack in that torrential pouring rain at the pier. because i've been too incredible stubborn to not allow anyone to help me for the past 8 days. that image somehow can't be easily forgotten. also, what lionel wrote in my book.and sometimes, i do miss dreams5 cos of it.the amazing way they can see through things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MDM NG IS BACK!!! OPEN UP THE CHAMPAGNE PEOPLE!!! her being back is like a soild rock i can rely on. a guider that have seen me grow up, a guider i can ask for advice and a guider i can look up to. that feeling is great! she is jz as caring as ever, asking about Andreas[haha.reading this Andreas?], school and UH. i think she is both proud and suprised that i am back as MF UH's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it. lots of things had happened in the past 7 years. ms yee left,mdm ng got married, ms ng left, ms tang and ho came onboard and  mdm ng had a baby.OMG! you know you are old when you seen your guider date, got married and have a kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4662374998028212835?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4662374998028212835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4662374998028212835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4662374998028212835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4662374998028212835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-should-really-be-asleep-now-its-239am.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-5948712017817343918</id><published>2009-07-22T03:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T03:26:02.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i jz got reminded awhile ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred's "Be tolerant of Lester Sir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH.i remembered how funny that was. and his epic classic RICE!! that was super hilarous too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Dennis's "To live without technology for the expedition".LMAO.everyone say, "yeah right".HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and firefighter melvin's "MARIA"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm. inside jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess not really funny to the people reading this, jz trying to make myself happy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you get it, then i guess you are a dreamer, if you don't...ahh...i've got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what doesn't kills you, only makes you stronger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we cannot do big things, but we can do small things with big heart"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-5948712017817343918?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/5948712017817343918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=5948712017817343918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5948712017817343918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5948712017817343918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-jz-got-reminded-awhile-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-2430111116173479650</id><published>2009-07-21T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:19:54.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mood been pretty bad these few days. mostly cos of the korea thing that is happening......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its partially my fault for not telling them earlier but partially i am stuck in the middle too. i can't do anything about the school policy nor do i have the power to change the camp/exam dates[i wish i wish]. the only solution i see now is going off after my paper. the thing is, will GGS give in and let me go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry YA peeps, been complaining to you guys about these, feel really bad about it. i guess i jz need someone to talk to and see it from my POV.cos i swear they can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the meeting on saturday, they will be holding it at 1:30pm. guess what? my YA survival adventure ends at 2pm. i guess they didn't think about it. whatever la. its getting tiring already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its study week now, but i haven't really done much studying.been relaxing and trying to solve that thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched harry potter-twice! the 1st time was with kamini and chu ying at Ilumia and the 2nd time was with my whole bunch of classmates at The Cathay. the movie was soso lor. At the end, i though the movie was only halfway through....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i hope i will be able to hang out with hawa, angeline, shikin and val after the meeting on saturday. really have to pray on that since mum is coming down too...haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-2430111116173479650?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/2430111116173479650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=2430111116173479650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2430111116173479650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2430111116173479650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/07/mood-been-pretty-bad-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-3388671466974368430</id><published>2009-07-19T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:08:52.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As with every expedition, i ask myself this question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much of it is worth scarificing?&lt;br /&gt;how much am i willing to scarifice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time round, the answers to these two questions are questionable. because those 2 elements are always always decided by&lt;em&gt; my team mates.&lt;/em&gt; how bonded am I to them and that team spirit that is pretty evident in dreams5,the MINDS camp and the most recent, GGS Carnival. for the first time, i don't feel one with the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do we need to spend countless hours practicing singapore town to achieve that? i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this came to me on saturday's meeting, when my heart was with the YAs upstairs eating mrs peter's lunch instead of with the brownies, yanling and teachers downstairs. i did the tent-pitching, singing and dancing half-heartedly. when it should have been a happy affair,it became a chore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, its the &lt;em&gt;right thing&lt;/em&gt;, whatever it is, to be downstairs instead upstairs. BUT i think when its done half-heartedly, it becomes pointless. i can tell you what happen after the meeting more than what went on during the meeting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...i finally knew what xueying was trying to tell me during the last day of camp, during tent-pitching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, for korea, am i willingly to scarifice my own guides meeting, exams and my gangshow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3388671466974368430?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3388671466974368430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3388671466974368430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3388671466974368430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3388671466974368430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-with-every-expedition-i-ask-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-1740522600740640449</id><published>2009-07-03T04:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:10:41.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;dear xinyi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it took awhile, but here's the 1000 words essay that i owed you since last year.LOL. i will try to write as much as possible tonight :) haha. i hope this is a good present to end off your mid-years :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, lets start. i think the reason why we are such good friends had partially got to do with how we met. if i remember correctly, i think it was during 1 of those morning assemblies in the hall-when it was raining cats and dogs-mid-july, august period i think? haha.and since our "love letters" are always handwritten, this feels kind of weird, typing a letter here, for the world to see. anw, back to how we met. and to a certain extend, when we met, cos i think it plays a crucial role too. looking back, i feel we've both caught each other at our most vulnerable period, and we both happen to know our sources of "indescribable feelings"[HAHAHA.do i need to say it out loud? i think you know la hor]. thus, as a result, we became fast friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.or it may be more than that. i guess you understand why its such a pain yet at the same time, such a treasure. also, the "you-have-to-be-there-to-feel-it" moments. and during that time, that helps alot. and you kept me updated[on.......]. and sneak me into yj to cheer me up after the horrendous Os results. for that, thanks! haha.and i guess, you've made my last year of school memorable, with all the stuff that we did, the most infamous[or was it famous?] being the kbcc 3rd floor toilet, man, that was hilarous. i can't believe we actually COUNTED.lmao. instead of studying, we were doing that.LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;which also reminds me of graduation day.OMG! can't believe you sabo-ed me on that day lor[do you remember what you did?HAHA]. it was incredibly peiseh. but i think we had the "now or never" mindset on that day. and we didn't go emo[wow!! or did we? i kind of forgot]. was it to get back to what i did to you for national day celebrations 07? haha. 2 years on, i think xinyi[the sjab one] and i still think its for your own good.LOL.am i talking in "codes" right now? if yes, good. and then, "no reservations" on your birthday 2 years back,haha, thanks for that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, for the letters of encouragment during those months.you know something? i haven't written a letter since i graduated from mf! haha. seeing that we wrote on a daily basis, its hard to believe,right? haha. a proof that lessons were soo boring that we had to write to keep ourselves awake[ahh...this is why i fall asleep in class nowadays.haha]. i don't know man, i think i get quite nostalgic when i am with you, because we will end up talking and analysing the past. sometimes, dreaming about the future. haha.and laughing at the present. laughing at the present cos of that mouse/rat/policemen story you told me at the library during the Os study week. oh!!!! and the thing that you and momo did with my phone during the Os study week too.haha.i can still remember the look on your faces 2 years later, soo funny!haha.see la. told you she wouldn't believe its me and still send.HAHAHA. even though i know its not on purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, you know most of my close friends, kamini, shiyama, edith, jie,hidayah and of course my dreams mates which helps. haha.since jie and hidayah worked at guardian, we saw them almost everytime we went to kbcc to study.and which dreams mates i am referring to, you should know la hor. haha. i guess you know why i am soo protective of them even to this day.haha.you do,right? and since you are one of my poor victims of hearing the almost full version of the expedition, i still remember that you and kamini wanted to name my son "padang" or something like that.LOL. looking back, it IS funny. though i don't remember the exact joke. though i will never say this, but i miss your teasing man! haha.but now, can't tease about that liao, too old le. ah yes, reminded me of "MARIA"!! lol, the way you said it when i wanted to get the song was funny[or maybe i was too happy to know that you had that song in the first place =) ].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, how long have it been since we met up? 6 months? i remember the last time was ECP and then cycling to bedok jetty. and i need to update you on tons of stuff!haha. i think you need to update me on quite a number of things too.LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;coming on to this. the inevitable list of "things-i-miss-about-you". i seriously do miss hanging out with you. maybe cos as we grow older, the harder it is for people to become genuine friends. and all those chats/talks about life/fate/destiny/others....Also, i dont have people dropping by my class with letters anymore!!! Secondary school drama, was well, drama, but at least it bonded people closer and faster together. haha.you don't get that in uni, cos all people want to do is act...cool. what i mean is that, you don't get to see the human side of them, they are always put-together , kiasu and happy-go-lucky.haha.never of more than 1 emotion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you remember the long walks around the estates at the kbcc area that we took?haha. i miss that too. with or without bicycles doesn't matter. i guess our trips to east coast park kinda replaced that. and this reminds me....i miss not seeing you everyday.haha. yea. those little small stuff....like HONEY STARS!!!HAHAHA. had fun teasing me about it eh?it was a totally coincidence, i swear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, if you don't understand some of the above codes, ask me.lol. i will refresh your memories.lol.and...TAKE CARE!DON'T OVERWORK YOURSELF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i hit a 1000? i don't think so leh....800-900, give or take...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Putri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-1740522600740640449?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/1740522600740640449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=1740522600740640449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1740522600740640449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1740522600740640449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-xinyi-it-took-awhile-but-heres.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-7444814387297686734</id><published>2009-06-26T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:27:39.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at times like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really really miss pulau belakang padang like hell.and those guys. god, i miss miaomiao's jokes, gatsby boy's warmth, chinhow's unexpected kindness, addie's protectiveness, yingjie's stupid emo-ness, fred's and lionel's jokes. andreas's radio too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like really really really really miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and carnival is gonna make me think of them, because 07 carnival was right after dreams5, and lianyi, andreas and addie came by the store to crap. and talk about the 4am rain[HAHAH.Andreas,remember?].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and mostly, because, i need their strength and love now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dreams team= &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-7444814387297686734?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/7444814387297686734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=7444814387297686734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7444814387297686734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7444814387297686734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/06/at-times-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-7029660964527996974</id><published>2009-06-24T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:00:23.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My current to do list...before i forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Modernization Presentation-to be done by tmr night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;History Essay-READ THE BOOK!! due on the 9th of July.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Literature essay-likewise.due on the 10th of July&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KOREA CAMP STUFF-ASAP, if not Ms J will kill me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do Korea Visa!!! I need the letter though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Campfire-everything before 8th July.by hook or by crook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study for Bio test-thats on the 1st of July.chapter 6-12&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Modernization debate-1st of July!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Research president Andrew Jackson-suppose to be tonight, but i am really lazy to do it tonight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SLEEP!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pack bag for sleepover in guides house-to be done by tmr too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;yea, thats all i can think of for now. although the korea and the campfire things compromises of alot of little little details.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i overslept this morning, like i was suppose in school by 9am but i woke up at 10:30am and reached school at 11:30am because i only slept at 6:30am. almost did not manage to hand in my bio paper.lesson of the day, have at least 4 hours of sleep per day, cos i think that the max my body can tahan.LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gonna see logistics people tmr! =D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hopefully, i won't fall asleep in history class again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;murphy's law of everything that can go wrong will go wrong theory happened to me today.very suay...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-7029660964527996974?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/7029660964527996974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=7029660964527996974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7029660964527996974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7029660964527996974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-current-to-do-list.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-3428436354223999693</id><published>2009-06-22T00:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:38:00.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BUSY BUSY BUSY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i've got biology and modernization essays due on the 24th and 23rd respectively...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but before i give you guys my schedule....i still have 1 tiny thing i need to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY JIE!!!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;have a lovely time celebrating it with ken! HAHAHA ;) and remember to date us one day okay?even though all our schedules are like super wack. but WE NEED TO GO OUT! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today, 22nd June&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Nothing much, need to arrenge with edith jie's birthday stuff, do bio essay research and get started on doing the bio essay. oh yes, meeting up with modernization team to discuss our essays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tuesday, 23rd June&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Bio essay research, finish up bio essay and campfire meeting with kelvin and the rest of the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wednesday, 24th June&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Finally, my rest day :) nothing on soo far.but biology essay due.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thursday, 25th June&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;going down to Guides HQ in the morning to help with setting up of tentage with Christina, Angeline and Felicia then going off to school after that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Friday, 26th June&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aka THE DAY I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO :) Going down to Guides HQ to help out with setting up of stalls early in the morning with the rest of my logistics committee, then going off to school for after class then going back to Guides HQ for sleepover with my lovely YAs! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Saturday,27th June&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Carnival day!! so i will be at Guides HQ for the whole day.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sunday, 28th June&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My rest day, gonna spend it slacking and/or researching lit and history.and doing my bio lab report :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i am guessing that i will be busy with my literature and history essays papers, MINDS roadshow things-project closure report, write-ups, video and borchures[supervising for the last 3], korea international camp preparation[i still need to send to Ms J ideas for my booth!shit!]and most importantly, campfire....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha.in the meantime, i think my YA friends are busy with NDP[Jiemin, Angeline, Junie, Shikin, Weiwen and Audrey....i miss you guys on saturdays!!!!] and school[ Edith's filming projects and her 2 FYPs].so we don't get the chance to talk as much we would like to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;man, i miss all the crapping and talking.a little like what happened on saturday, such a good stress reliever crapping with wendy, val and shikin in the photocopy room, then arranging the flyers in a stack of 50 with angeline, wendy, shikin and jingfang[lesson learnt: do not crap while arranging flyers if not we will lose count and have to restart.HAHAH] and lastly, having dinner with the brunei guiders and singing at the top of our lungs[impromptu gangshow! :) ] and listening to stories.lol. saturday was awesome! of course, doing logistics prep with shixuan and hawa in the afternoon was not bad also.hahaha.&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/9307952-3428436354223999693?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3428436354223999693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3428436354223999693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3428436354223999693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3428436354223999693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-busy-busy-like-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6216868703443275697</id><published>2009-06-11T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:44:07.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SERIOUSLY HATE SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they make it sound like i have a choice, which FYI, i bloody don't, to fly on the 3rd of august and they rejected my application to take the exams later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! its an INTERNATIONAL CAMP! i can't change the date the camp starts. and both GGS and school isn't willing to compremise. so 2 countries at 1 time,eh? KNS, KNN and KB man. its like they WANT me to FAIL my LIT module le.bloody hell. AND I AM A CAMP STAFF please. haiz. i don't think they understand the importance of it. make me wanna potang school next monday-thursday to go to camp training. or maybe i should get above 30% for the module AND potang the exams. i've got no choice. whether they like it or not, i will be in korea by the 4th august, only want to make my life difficult.ARGHHHHHHHH. not like i am gonna call and ask what are the bloody exam questions, i will be in korea, for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note,  camp is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;yes, kelvin leong, camp is relaxing. as compared to school and all the other stuff.laugh until so evil somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think dishan(and maybe priscilla) will be going to st.gabs campfire tmr also =)&lt;br /&gt;still continuing the unspoken(or spoken now) tradition of st.gabs campfire being the 2nd place where the alumni gather.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the girls are asking me they are suppose to report at what time. GREAT. see la. act smart. &lt;br /&gt;well, camp is stressful during the day, but at night, its like super shuang. i think day 2 is gonna to be a killer. worse come to worse, i will fight 3 battles in 1 day. yes, peck, alot of "shows" to watch.1 of which is seriously pointless and had been going on forever. and they are irritating morons too. mfgg alumni, you should know who i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to do bio report.bye guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-6216868703443275697?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6216868703443275697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=6216868703443275697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6216868703443275697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6216868703443275697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-seriously-hate-school-they-make-it.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-4086058374981063835</id><published>2009-06-09T03:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T04:36:52.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its 4am and i am still not asleep. really asking to be sleepy for the site trip later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that day, at botanic gardens, yingjie said something that echoed andreas's thoughts on dreams5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;self-control of emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i totally agree.if thats one common thing that everyone took away, its that. god knows why too. and 2008 was definitely a "shock mode" year. on to 2009 and i don't really feel anything anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAMP IS ON FRIDAY! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;can't believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hopefully no drama this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the first time in my entire life, i am the camp's cc. but i seriously don't feel like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMG! in my committee, there is 1 ex-CL, 2 ex-ACLs, 2 ex-ALs, 1 ex-secretary and 1 ex-commander. and among my facilis, 3 ex-CLs, 2 ex-ACLs, 2 ex-ALs, 1 ex-secretary and 1 ex-commander. HAHAH.unbelievable.shows that i have a talented pool of people with me[haha.my seniors and juniors, of course talented la].but quite intimidating also. and the 4 people i am the most intimidated with isn't my teachers, but xueying,may, andreas and peiwen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its funny. but i think we've kind of went a full circle. mostly with may. since i clearly remember she was the one who recruited me into guides in the first place. then guide my batch into our first year of drill, "killed" my batch during the 05 camp and now this. so yes, i think i can never repay her back. i don't think i can ever repay andreas or xueying back too. except by trying to keep the company alive. let me assure you though, may still spoil me as she did when i was a kid. HAHA.as in, i remember in the 03 campfire, she made us all eat, by spoonfeeding us chicken rice.lol. and during MINDS camp, she was the one who made me go to sleep. still a kid in their eyes.that will never change i guess.LOL. like peckhui, jiayi, cai er and isabelle will still remain  kids in my eyes, even though they are in jc/poly now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cos of the simple fact. they saw me grow up. and i saw peckhui they all grow up. and its a really good feeling to be surrounded by these people :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4:30am.going off to sleep.ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i still want mdm florence ng and ms annie ng!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4086058374981063835?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4086058374981063835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4086058374981063835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4086058374981063835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4086058374981063835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-4am-and-i-am-still-not-asleep.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-4184113073393692836</id><published>2009-06-06T01:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T04:48:55.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome people, thanks!</title><content type='html'>i will openly declare something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU MFGG ALUMNI! ESPECIALLY EDITH,ANDREAS AND PECK HUI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PECK HUI!!!! YOU MADE MY DAY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; our msn conversation made me laugh like mad. i totally miss you man. lets talk crap and rant during camp,okay? now i remember why i heave a sigh of relief when jolene said you were the CL eons ago[battle no 1: VICTORY! :)]. and i showed it to edith too.and she was laughing too. you can be angry for me.haha.i don't mind. alumni be angry together.haha.again. but really, thanks for making my super crappy day a day i can laugh about. my drama queen, you've put your new skills to good use :D-jia yi, feel free to inform her about this.lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EDITH&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ANDREAS&lt;/span&gt; for obvious reasons. they've always been there throughout the years of drama. this time round, its no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;JOEY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YANYING&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;YINGJIE&lt;/span&gt;. for today. if not for you guys, i wouldn't have survived today either.and yingjie, for taking a trip down memory lane with me. i haven't talked like that in a very long time, i guess i needed you[and mingxuan] to be there to talk like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MS ANNIE NG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MDM FLORENCE NG&lt;/strong&gt;[omg! after soo many years,it finally comes naturally!]&lt;/span&gt;! this is a plead and a hollar for you guys to come back. PLEASE!!!!!!! i would do anything for you guys to come back. I MISSSS YOU SOOO MUCH!!!! i don't care how much you guys nag, criticize our proposals or spam us with the e-mails....I WANT(AND NEED) YOU BACK!!!! Guides isn't the same without you two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4184113073393692836?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4184113073393692836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4184113073393692836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4184113073393692836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4184113073393692836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/06/awesome-people-thanks.html' title='awesome people, thanks!'/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-9139335938085078625</id><published>2009-06-05T04:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:13:29.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its a miracle that i managed to do my history test yesterday, it being MCQ is another thing all together.lol. considering that i reached home at 12mn, ate and showered, so only started studying at 3ish-am?till around 5am i think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its been 2 days of campfires, one at broadrick and one at anderson :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and shit! got to start researching for my bio and modernization essays! bio's one is like 3-4 pages long and modernization's is 5-7 pages! mati lah. gonna get it from vachry, vikram, shweta and ronald if i don't produce the modernization essay out for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;back to the campfires, its too late to start working on the essays anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to broadrick sec to help out with junie's campfire, it was the first time i actually ever went to broadrick so had to call angeline for directions[she went there earlier]. haha.and i saw audrey, jiemin, swee keow,weiwen and of course, angeline and junie when i reach broadrick.LOL. kind of like a YA society or something. helped jiemin with the PA system and we started playing songs for the kids[brownies and cub scouts] from angeline's and jiemin's hps and my ipod. the emcees were not bad.HAHA. joking around with each other and they had chemistry. anw, the YAs became cheerleaders-to make everyone zi high.hehe.and then lead everyone in singing "peace like a river", "moonlight bay","canadian vesper" and "slivery moon" with junie and angeline.and you can see the cultural clash man. everyone had a different versions of how those songs were sang.that's guides for you.so it was quite confusing[and you can tell i was quite rusty already]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even though campfire was pretty great[hp died so managed not to think about those morons], what i love was what happened after campfire. all of us gathered around the stage and started singing.haha. and we blasted our songs and had a mini kbox session-out in the open air. and weiwen took alot of pictures man! 400!!OMG! we also lay our backs on the floor and stared at the night sky. and talked. haha. what i found funny was jiemin kept saying " 1 more song then we go home."and we camwhored like mad[although, not intentionally, swee keow and weiwen kept on snapping pictures]. by the time we left broadrick, i think it was around 11pm bah. angeline, jiemin and i were thinking of ways how to go home if we missed the last bus/train. the though of not being able to take the last train home crossed my mind. luckily angeline and i caught it. the 2nd last train home that is.HAHAHA. and i managed to take the last bus home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i only remembered about anderson's campfire before i fall asleep on thursday morning and had a panick attack. haha.cos i saw my hp and it had "anderson campfire,7pm" under events. I TOTALLY FORGOT ALL ABOUT IT! thank god for joey. i sms-ed her and she told me where my girls were gonna meet. met joey and yanying on the bus and went to eat dinner with them. we didn't get the early bird award! aww man! monfort scouts did! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anderson's "campfire", was as usual great. the atmosphere was still the same as last year's. music blasting, scouts being super zi-high, awesome decorations and great theme.losing myself in that moment wasn't hard.hahaha. screamed like mad when the Anderson sec 2s and 3s danced, when their military band performed, when their NCC did their fancy drill and when their SC danced. during games, jabez and i watched our kids being sabotaged and we crapped while they were off watching the performances and participating in the games. i learnt the difference of the rovers wearing the tie and the scarf.LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think we had to take alot of things "home", the "door gift" and the souvenir, both totally cool stuff. can't describe it to you, got to go to my guides room to see them. we still have the signboard that they gave us last year.hehe. which means that guides room/scouts den gonna be messy AGAIN today. and i saw yiteng!! HAHA. can't believe she still remembers me, considering the last time we met was during nat camp last august. soo nice man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gonna see my MINDS EXCO soon!!!!still have quite a few things that we need to discuss. scouts den/programme room at SSA, here i come!!! haha. cos i don't know when i will be able to step in there again. and i wanna see how crappy those guys can be again, especially kelvin, hendz and stanley.hahaha. camp does produce miracles. seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5:12am. got to sleep! morning! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-9139335938085078625?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/9139335938085078625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=9139335938085078625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/9139335938085078625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/9139335938085078625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-miracle-that-i-managed-to-do-my.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-3044771559333518072</id><published>2009-06-04T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:30:09.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;camp crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SERIOUSLY SERIOUSLY HATE THEM! THEY SERIOUSLY ARE IDIOTIC  _________! DO NOT EVER USE THAT TONE ON ME! YOU HAD ALLL THE TIME IN THE WORLD TO DO IT AND YOU WANT TO DO IT DURING MY CAMP? DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and they managed to ruin my good mood for junie's campfire yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ARGH!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i jz want to hold my camp next week, how hard can it be? a normal 3D2N training camp. apparently, sabotaging my blood, sweat and tears is fun. to think i was looking forward to spending quality time with the leaders[in our dear I&amp;amp;E room], disturbing my boys on friday[they are gonna have to have scouts meeting! :) ] and midnight prata on both nights. small things i absolutely love about mf camps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gonna have history test...later today. gonna bath then study.nights people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and thanks for today, angeline, jiemin, weiwen, swee keow and junie. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3044771559333518072?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3044771559333518072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3044771559333518072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3044771559333518072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3044771559333518072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/06/camp-crisis.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-7154434456966830131</id><published>2009-06-01T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:09:01.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am doing camp proposal now, almost almost done! shooting starts on Saturday, don't shoot me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;school and korea camp are in conflict now! alamak. seriously. i have no idea what to do about it. my exams will finish on the 5th of august, in the afternoon BUT i have to be in Korea by the 4th of august morning(we are flying off on the 3rd of august,midnight) to be there for the camp on the 5th of august morning(they shift the camp date up from the 6th to the 5th). AND GGS isn't letting me fly later AND school isn't gonna allow me to take my exams later also(after i come back). goodness gracious. add in swine flu and my chances of going to Korea are getting slimmer and slimmer by the day. WHY IS IT SOO HARD TO GO TO AN INTERNATIONAL CAMP?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;taking 1 camp at a time, settle and survive my june camp first, then talk about korea camp and lastly december camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is, officially, camp season :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not like i have anything to be happy about since i will still have school for the whole freaking month while everyone is off on holiday. i will jz fall asleep in class more(due to the lack of sleep in camp), not be able to go to another round of camp training(OMG! the though of ponning school for CTC had crossed my mind before, BUT i have lab report due on that day.SUAY!!!) and watching people go for camp after camp *coughangelinecough*. i have a sad life man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;reserving 5 days in august(next year) for NATIONAL CAMP though. i MUST go for nat camp.by hook or by crook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-7154434456966830131?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/7154434456966830131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=7154434456966830131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7154434456966830131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7154434456966830131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/06/am-doing-camp-proposal-now-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-1621201665707036399</id><published>2009-05-28T04:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T03:07:57.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ABANDON SHIP!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;first off, i am amazed at the turnout yesterday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pretty damn incredible. 12 PEOPLE!OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like a reunion.hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and 05 camp was the main topic of the evening.its funny how much we all can remember, and how much they all can forget. and the amusing memories in between.May didn't know i faked sick during nightwalk!HAHAHA.and adeline neo told me i should have told her 4 years back that i was going to do that...and she would have faked sick with me.super amusing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;things i remember from 05 camp? my deepest impression was May doing nightdrill.HAHA. she was shouting "GIRLS! PACK UP YOUR BAGS! I WANT TO SEE YOU OUTSIDE THE LIBRARY WITHIN 4 MINUTES!"-i swear 4 years on, i still have nightmares about this. Popping the balloon during mass game, OMG! the balloon which was prem's favourite colour[purple] actually had the ring in it! simply, yunqi, sanah, jasmine, huiying, yinghui, priscilla, may and xueying. my awesome and my coolest seniors. them being back was just enough. THAT TALK.LOL. it was somewhere along the lines of " we pontong school for you guys so you guys should be grateful." and "each and everyone of you is precious in our guides company, you know how hard your seniors work to keep the guides company alive?". seniors wearing nyjc shirts.lol. Ms Annie and Florence Ng patrolling during nightwalk.lol. i miss them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and after a lifetime of nicknames, May gave another one during MINDS camp, put put tri tri.LOL. soo affectionate of her.hahaha.I can soo hear the teasing coming from Angeline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, those 8 seniors that came, its a miracle in and out of itself, considering what happened last year. all of us could have abandon ship, jz like that. simple.easy. but i guess we didn't cos mfgg alumni has an extremely good support system going on. another factor was the batch of girls after "them", its not their fault so why should they suffer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like a senior of mine said, "put the interest of others before yourself".YAs are being treated like superwomen half the time, i know. tiring? of course! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but it all comes down to that 2Ps. those 2 which i HATE talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you know what, this is like putting myself through hell again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like i did last year, and many years before that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2006,2007 and 2008. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if i were to explain each year, there will be too many codes to list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;crap. and i vow it will not happen this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-2428267216587343426</id><published>2009-05-26T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:22:08.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when you haven't slept in 48 hours, chances are you will go nuts/high at 8:30am on sunday morning :)&lt;br /&gt;audrey, angeline and junie.LOL. you guys know what i mean ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-2428267216587343426?l=princess-putri.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-9307952.post-4877005208639049700</id><published>2009-05-25T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:20:03.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MINDS camp</title><content type='html'>i&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; wish we had more camps like this, you know, i got to know the nice side of the EXCO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;over the past 6 months, they've humanized, i've seen the stress side of them, the irriated side of them, the joking side of them,the serious side of them and their professional side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was pretty heart-warming seeing each and everyone of us grow up during this process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it was pretty damn tough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i shall start off with hendarto. he's closer to edith cos they went to job week together and it went off from there. the first person he would ask a question or for help is her. anyway, he looks like a slacker kind of guy but in actual fact, he is working, jz slowly and silently. when he is shoot at, he won't retaliate, but he would get angry. but he will channel everything inside cos he knows that in the end, its about the participants, not the EXCO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he is damn hardworking man, i think he didn't sleep at all at night cos he was doing the 5-6am shift and at the same time, he was boiling eggs and making milo. and he didn't complain at all.he was also extremely affectionate, he would play around with the people in his team and took extremely good care of them :) i was pretty surprised man. and in the days leading to the camp, there was an sms marathon about the logistics between he, edith and i. thanks for getting almost everything ready man. i know it was not easy. and it was my pleasure helping you, getting the lightsticks was no biggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then on to stanley, he and i became close like the way hendz and edith became close. i sort of became his PA and whatnot, he would sms/call me about the meetings/what to wear etc.haha.which is like damn funny la.  and he is the person i would complain to, lol, so its a 2 way thing. then his standard answer will be " don't worry, i will take care of it".LMAO. which i will find out, he usually won't. i think i nagged at him until he became scared already.haha.and he would usually ask me for help also[stanley, next time don't need to act all man in front of me liao.lol]. and then we would crap over msn.haha.talk about minds stuff then end up crapping about school and all. he would comment on what lit books i am doing and ask whether i need help.ahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;during camp, he slept on the chairs[we slept in the conference room] and he slept in this weird position.ahha.i almost wanted to take a picture of it if i wasnt soo sleepy and tired. and OMG! I FREAKING DIDN'T KNOW THERE WAS A HOT WATER BATHROOM IN MFSS! until mr stanley yeo told me. and we went to shower together, he was a "gentleman" and waited for andreas to come out and i went to other bathroom...which didnt have hot water.haha.i was planning to murder stanley at that time since he was laughing soo loudly outside[and it was about 2-3am,mind you]. btw, you still owe me and edith a drink for not getting the declaration form out on time. ;) and I WANT TO RIDE IN YOUR CAR!!!! nevermind, we still have more meetings to go to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Xiangjie, Mai Xiangjie. my dear project chairperson[i would call him this when i get angry with him, learn from kelvin.haha]. poor guy, he was running around like mad during the whole camp and i think cos of AAR, he missed his FF concert. like all seniors, he pretended to know what he was doing even though he didn't and i have to say he pulled it off quite well. he is also another victim of my nagging. i would constantly ask him about information and then he would end up asking me to pass it on to the rest/i would send out the e-mail to the rest. but yea, i think he had to step out of his comfort zone for this project, which i think is a very big thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kelvin Kelvin Kelvin. Mr Kelvin Leong. he is the "bad guy" of our committee. he is the person i can safely say i was scared of. during our planning, we would come up with all sorts of ambitious ideas and i guessed he brought us back to earth during times like that. and he is our advisor in this area cos in terms of scouts, he is the one with the most experience and he is mayflower's scout leader. he turned all nice during the camp that it almost gave me goosebumps man. contrary to his personality, he was joking with us throughout the day but he also made sure we got things done[like the t-shirts] and at 4am that morning, after our supper of prata, he went and bought his milo peng across the street and he treated me to teh peng also! gosh! damn nice lor. and then during station games, we were crapping while waiting for the other stations to end[cos our stations were side by side] or while waiting for the groups to come. and kin peng and him gave me the bread that they cooked for me to eat[they were cooking sausages, fishballs and bread for backwoodsman cooking]. soo nice! and i shared it with chanel.lol. the nice side of him is finally coming out. i got to pig out on the sausages too :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lastly, edith. haha.i know her soo well, i think this camp is quite normal lor. we've seen the different sides of each other in various camps throughout the years and this camp isn't any different. man, midnight prata is like a ritual already. speaking of prata, thanks for buying the kosong prata for me :). what i feel she has taken away from this project is the ability to work with the rovers since she has never worked with them before[the closest is hearing me gushing about them 2 years back]. and i guess her sense of practicality is good for this camp, cos everyone was too busy to worry about the little details[sorry about it!].her ability to read people is good at times too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you know, i love the atmosphere at 1,2,3 and 4am that night. and again, there was this silence and yes, this overwhelming peace. like only this time and place matters, nothing else does. the EXCO were all awake because we were doing stuff like wet weather program, hike trail and 2nd day's schedule. and we ate supper together! i was soo hungry till i ate a portion of hendz's fried noodles and my kosong prata.it was delicious! and it was 3-4am in the morning.also like the EXCO is finally working like a team :) good thing my hp died on me on sunday morning so i was pretty much uncontactable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the first time in a looooong looong time, may nagged at me to sleep. so yes, i kind of felt protected during the camp too, cos my seniors were there to help me too. made me feel like a kid again in a good way. man, at times, the words "may ma'am" and "xueying ma'am" almost escaped my mouth. old habits die hard[FYI:may was my sec 1 commander].haha.and some words that they said to juniors jz brought me back in time. i was like "ehh....this sounds very very familiar".LOL. and god knows that i still have lots to work on to be able to reach their standards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jiayi and chanel were all super crappy.LOL. cos there is no more bougainvillea in guides anymore so when the girls fall in, both of them fall in as the bougain patrol.haha.cos both of them were from my patrol and they were like "putri! join in!".HAHAHA. and jiayi became the youngest again, it was like we were back in 2005.hehehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;an achievement! but maybe cos this time i am an EXCO member but I REMEMBER LESTER'S SPEECH! after i went to bath on saturday, lester gave his, what my dreamers call the reverse psychology speech, which i can tell you will bring people to think but....they will forget what he will be talking about after that. it was along the lines of the kids[meaning service scouts and guides] being underappreciated but no matter what, we've touched their lives in one way or another. then....a clap for the EXCO!hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i kind of felt....an overwhelming sense of pride then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;during the camp, i sometimes want to murder my girls, for their lack of initatives and their constant whining but for people in my team, which coincidently is 5, miaomiao, bryan[ong, not lie,unfortunately] and jolin did a pretty awesome job of taking care of the MINDS kids. even though i nag at bryan and jolin ALOT[i think they are scared of me telling them to walk with the MINDS kids liao.HAHA]. oh yes, speaking of jolin, i am not oink oink putri ma'am,okay?and to call miao, there are 3 names, cat, miao and kuching, depending on country[yes, looong story jolin].oh yes, jz remembered, on friday night, when i called the guides to gather so that may and xueying could talk to them, i shouted soo loudly until both of them were like patting my back.haha.soo funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think this is it for the camp, but once i remember stuff, will blog it down here. have lots to think about, thats for sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;of course, how could i forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU EXCO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;XIANGJIE,KELVIN,HENDARTO,EDITH,STANLEY,LESTER AND ANDREAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;or rather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;XJ,KELVIN,HENDZ,STAN,LESTER,EDITH and ANDREAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;yes,much nicer this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU GUYS ROCK MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRIDAY AND SATURDAY WAS THE BOMB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and i feel proud to be in the PLM EXCO &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/9307952-4877005208639049700?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4877005208639049700/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-9307952.post-2952338134435606082</id><published>2009-05-22T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T04:38:18.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CAMP TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;aka D-DAY to everyone at project linking minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall do a little reflection on this project....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't as emotional as the "dreams" expendition, but then again, how everyone suffered as a team wasn't such as bad as the "dreams" expendition. i guess it is a good thing, personally. but for those who weren't expose to dreams's emotional impact, it is a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i've tried to live up to the leadership styles of fred, lionel and andreas. and i couldn't quite hit it. part of it is the commitment. since i have school on wednesdays afternoon, i can't be there all the time to get to know the participants well enough. my boys who went to dreams5 with me had grown, physically and mentally. sometimes, it is hard to imagine them being the people whom i've known 2 years ago. lol.i can state some examples too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of yingjie and mingxuan, thanks for helping me carry the firewood from GSS to MFSS. i knew i could trust you guys with my life! :) and yingjie is learning the art of nagging.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp.AAR.passion run this weekend. not going to sleep man.and i am still not asleep.LOL. i think AAR is only gonna last for 1 hour on saturday since xj is going to rush to his FF concert. and i hope i have enough time to bath in school then rush down to bishan to meet angeline they all. haha.alas, food might delay us.hehe. cos mr gana/lester/andreas...might treat us.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this feel like deja vu, give it 1 more month and it will be deja vu.don't know why i am counting also. i just don't want people to leave. you know how it feels when someone/a group of people suddenly burst into your life, make you get used to their presence then leaves, like a hurricane?picking up broken debris isn't my forte. and i don't feel like confronting my personal demons just yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-2952338134435606082?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/2952338134435606082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=2952338134435606082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2952338134435606082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i am living the life of a poly/jc student, i go home at 9-10pm everyday, for this week and last weekend. and it was a marathon of a weekend man. i will usually fall asleep on the sofa till about 11-12mn when i go to bath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last saturday and sunday was long and pretty interesting[okay, this may be an understatement]. it will be a super long story. so highlights! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;inter-unit camp guiders briefing! hahaha, i thank god for the time i was literally forced to speak in front soo many people, if not, don't think i would be able to do it now. and thanks kianru! for taking down the notes.you rock! then AGM! ms alasgoff almost though kianru and i were sneaking out of AGM when she saw us moving from the 3rd row, and from felicia's account, her eyes were on us when we moved from the 3rd to the last few rows. bad or good thing she knows my name? after that was carnival briefing. 1 word-CHAOTIC!!! lol. hawa, felicia and i were panicking like hell. no joke. but i think we kind of pulled it off considering the sudden change in time. and shikin made the atmosphere lighter by joking with me by saying "good putri, you managed to get it done in time, your reward is 4 hrs of bathing time".LMAO. last event for saturday was carnival meeting. 1 word-long. it was 2 1/2 hrs man! and well, look for me if you want the full story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I SAW MR LANG PENG HANN ON SUNDAY!!!!!!!!! OMG!!!!!!!!!!! oh! AND PATRICK AND MS CHEW!!!!!!!! goodness. all of them gave me a shock. cos was volunteering as an usher for the passion run pack race on sunday so was at novena square ushering people to empty counters.my favourite counter for that day was 7.haha. cos of serene and nicole. hehe.food i will remember from that day-nat camp food.LOL.seriously! apple and orange juice came back, made me nostaglic you know?hahahaa.all the times when we finished the apple/orange juice within 5 secs and the banu's team got to know our dorm's people very well[or rather eugenia's and adeline's faces.LOL.] 1 look and they know...guides, gb and st.johns asking for extra juice. ;) haha.junie was fascinated by the juice container and i wish hawa was there with us, laughing alone at that "inside" joke is soo not fun.lol.and serene is peng hann's poly friend and both of them were runners for counter 6 and 7 for that day and we got to play around abit[aka directing the people to serene's and nicole's counter.hehe]. haha.sorry, forgot to explain. peng hann is my secondary school friend.. thats why i was soo shocked when i saw him on sunday morning in novena.hehe. also got to know a few chung cheng high(main) guides, abigail, su ann(haha, this girl is damn cute la, like cai er), zhiqi, jazreel and sandy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i can recite "hi sir/ma'am, this way to counter ___" , "may i have your I/C please" and "please sign here[at the place above the received chop]" in my sleep already. heard it uncountable times on sunday.and my hand-signalling skills improved.haha.can become traffic police already. oh yea, patrick and ms chew are running so they went there to get their race packs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the only downside...was elmo-girl XD, the rest was the fun side of sai kang, even though i stood from 9am-9pm! give or take 12 hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-5287480541394028349?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/5287480541394028349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=5287480541394028349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5287480541394028349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5287480541394028349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-soo-sleep-deprived-case-in-point.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-2429974520436930299</id><published>2009-05-11T02:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T03:24:30.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/Sgcgfvej0ZI/AAAAAAAAAg8/yR4gRAdTGCw/s1600-h/4240_91840808063_606843063_2592602_4916589_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334268013336318354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/Sgcgfvej0ZI/AAAAAAAAAg8/yR4gRAdTGCw/s320/4240_91840808063_606843063_2592602_4916589_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SgcgfCEjzHI/AAAAAAAAAg0/r0JsHosRjHk/s1600-h/4240_91840818063_606843063_2592604_5896871_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334268001147669618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SgcgfCEjzHI/AAAAAAAAAg0/r0JsHosRjHk/s320/4240_91840818063_606843063_2592604_5896871_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SgcgfPPLVKI/AAAAAAAAAgs/vM46dVc8shQ/s1600-h/4240_91840788063_606843063_2592598_3653329_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334268004681864354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SgcgfPPLVKI/AAAAAAAAAgs/vM46dVc8shQ/s320/4240_91840788063_606843063_2592598_3653329_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we strang pins together; three in 1 bobby pins-we can do it in our sleep already. we were the loudest- 17 people can make the noise of 5000 people! we played the music through the eras-turned out everyone know about the all famous westlife, backstreet boys and HSM. we crapped like hell-thats when i found out junie came from the same primary school as me, HGS.we complained about the chicken rice-yes! after eating it for soo many years, we can tell the difference in quality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we became GSS Manufacturing Pte Ltd, putting the leaflet, running pins,spa voucher and lotion in a plastic bag-sorry for being soo slow! my hands must have momentum then can do fast.hehe. i was teased by felicia and angeline about our "brothers" cos they say i mention them at least once everytime i meet them. and of course, for being slow, but thanks for helping me la.haha.jz remembered. cos when i was putting the lotion and spa voucher in, i was super quiet- they said i had the "stress" look while angeline had the "serious" look. ahh...these people are way too observant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but yes,the repetitive work was relaxing, quite like painting the badminton court. my brain weren't whirling with how to do what and when, when is w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hat due and who i owe what.i can get used to this feeling-or more like, i miss this feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then felicia went to help me fly down to wisma to repair my idiotic laptop, then she flew down to thomson plaza to meet me. at thomson plaza, it was all business, though it was good seeing cai er and ms tang. we discussed camp stuff, of course, and eggs of all eggs, it reappeared again-thanks for reminding me cai er! i totally forgot all about it. we ate cake, which ms tang treated us to, it was good, cai er and i gobbled up the chocolate one immediately. and that woman also ate up the crust of the cheesecake! dont think i didn't notice hor.LOL. ms tang flew off at 5:30pm. leaving me in the mercy of cai er, edith and felicia. i was bombarded with questions of guides and PLM to the point my poor brain stop working. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went home at 7pm and reached home at 8pm. almost immediately after that, went off to raffles city to eat dinner with my family. i think i fell asleep in the car. had quite a good dinner and went back home and discussed some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was a fantastic day though,a nice way to carpe diem. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha. and i will talk about what i initally wanted to talk about the next time around.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and sometimes, silence is okay, don't need to talk all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-2429974520436930299?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/2429974520436930299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=2429974520436930299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2429974520436930299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2429974520436930299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-strang-pins-together-three-in-1.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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/_O9Tzez0FHkk/Sgcgfvej0ZI/AAAAAAAAAg8/yR4gRAdTGCw/s72-c/4240_91840808063_606843063_2592602_4916589_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307952.post-7790643959519219902</id><published>2009-05-08T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:24:52.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;YES! WE DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YCM Proposal APPROVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lester&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Andreas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Xiangjie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Edith&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kelvin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hendarto&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stanley&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;3&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/9307952-7790643959519219902?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/7790643959519219902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=7790643959519219902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7790643959519219902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7790643959519219902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-we-did-it-ycm-proposal-approved-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-7617921663642468162</id><published>2009-05-08T01:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:34:46.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SgM4hSgclvI/AAAAAAAAAgk/UIE0vSQf9wI/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333168528291567346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SgM4hSgclvI/AAAAAAAAAgk/UIE0vSQf9wI/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My laptop went siao again. I SOO WANT TO THROW IT OUT OF THE WINDOW! and get a mac that tiara has...using stef's laptop now though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this week and last week had been very exciting. i had a sleepover with my GGS carnival team from thursday to saturday, had carnival meeting and then school started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but first things first. angeline came over to my house on thursday night and my parents went home the same night. i had the shock of my life cos i though they were coming back on friday. but we didn't do much on that day la, i think angeline found my bed too cosy and she feel asleep at around 11pm. but felicia and i skyped till around 2ish-am.LOL.didn't have any late-night chats/talk i was hoping for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we woke up at around 9:30 to fetch felicia from the mrt and to meet angeline's mum at the mrt[to get her jacket]. and in the end, felicia went to get the jacket from angeline's mum.HAHAH.it was very funny. cos angeline was talking to her mum, describing felicia and i was talking to felicia on my hp asking her whether she found angeline's mum yet. when we went back to my house, we played mahjong, the mini version, snap and cheat.and i lost lor. man, it was like nat camp when i was playing cheat against hawa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;speaking of hawa, she took the looooongest time to come. turned out she fell asleep on the bus and/or got lost coming to my house. so we watched korean drama,BBF and played wii while waiting for her.true to angeline's prediction. HAHAH. and by the time she arrived, we were all starving so we ate lunch then did carnival things. and watched drama again. oh! and sang karoke on felicia's laptop, super embrassing man. too many public videos of me le.lol. i think we watched until dinner time then went to order pizza. and christina came right before we dug in. haha.angeline and i went to fetch her and we ate dinner. felicia went home after that and we started playing "the game of life". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for one, i didn't know that it was soo complicated, cos i haven't play "the game of life" for the longest time. it kind of shows how much we have grown i guess. cos when i played it as a kid, i never though of buying what car insurance and house insurance. AND it was ALWAYS the college route, going straight to the career route never crossed my mind. we played for around 1 1/2 hours i guess then went back to watching BBF.Oh yes, christina and angeline were the richest and hawa and i  were the poorest. i bath first, followed by angeline. and hawa slept first. i think we watched till 2:30am?LOL.slept with christina and angeline on my bed and hawa slept on the bed on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday morning was spent nagging at hawa to wake up.HAHAH. then all of us went off to J8 to eat breakfast at LJS.that was the first time i ever ate breakfast at LJS.oh yes, i couldn't finish the other half of my sandwich so dabao it away. After that we went to the coffee shop to eat breakfast with christina then went off to the guides house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we stoned until around 11ish bah, cos that was when felicia came and we played the computer version of "the game of life".lol.history repeated itself, i lost again! then noorul gave us our lunch, i was soo full till i couldn't eat finish,but both felicia and angeline ate theirs. unbelievable man. had carnival meeting after that.and we all stayed back to talk to mrs mindi about the initatives . after that felicia and christina went home first while angeline and i came up with the e-mails for the open unit meeting and the carnival briefing. i think we left the guides house at around 6ish-pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;gonna see felicia and angeline tomorrow again.HAHAHA.&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/9307952-7617921663642468162?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/7617921663642468162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=7617921663642468162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7617921663642468162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7617921663642468162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleepover.html' title='Sleepover! :)'/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SgM4hSgclvI/AAAAAAAAAgk/UIE0vSQf9wI/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307952.post-2927437311317440004</id><published>2009-04-30T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:39:31.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMG!ANGELINE TEY! you flooded my tagboard!!!!! 12 TAGS! Oh my tian! and edith and peiwen are collobrating along with you on suan-ing me. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha.guys, thanks ah, 7 years of friendship/being my guides senior and you are not on my side! wa...i am so sad man...cos i can't suan you guys too much also. if not you guys will start saying all those deep, dark secrets, especially andreas/edith. man! shouldn't have lost those 05 training camp pictures, especially the videos......hehe.*evil grin*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;actually, i have no idea what to write now[shit, this sounds very very familiar], looking at the tagboard messages now, laughing like some idiot to myself, again. i came across fred&amp;amp;lionel's rice["legendary" to say the least], mini drama between edith and andreas, andreas wanting to take ballroom dancing for NYAA, 1000 words essay, 007 agent, my dearest midnight prata across mf, complating peck hui's JC CCA and then...of course angeline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes, i know its pretty dumb to bare your soul to a public blog, cos you set yourself up to be vulnerable. but then to know a person, you've got to know what made that person, well that person whom you know now, at this moment and at this day. consider this, if you met me, say in 05 or in 07, or maybe even in 03, i can tell you, i was an entirely different person from the person whom you know now. maybe more innocent, less confident, less talkative, whatever. and that particular word, experience, shape me into who i am today. with experience, i've come to realize, always comes with stories. you know all that cryptic words i was saying about earlier? each one has a story behind it. i think i have more, but lets leave it at that. everyone have their mystery side,right? or as i learn, hidden. hiding behind a mask. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i also know that we can't claim to know a person entirely. we've jz got trust the side of them they are willing to show...unless we can see right through it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think i bore my soul in some posts, i am guessing when i was still feeling super super raw, angry and emotional. writing jz somehow helps put the indescribable emotions to rest, as contradictary as that sounds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-2927437311317440004?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/2927437311317440004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=2927437311317440004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2927437311317440004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2927437311317440004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/04/omgangeline-tey-you-flooded-my-tagboard.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-2664933945296505006</id><published>2009-04-27T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:00:00.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wonder if i am doing the right thing, reopening the pendora's box. but i feel that somehow, we are jz NOT done yet. its "forgotten" in all sense of words but not the heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am thinking of putting this on fb, "i am a girl who loves space, yet hates to be alone. i find milo peng, teh peng, oyster sauce, juice, "ambulance", "defence industry",whale whale, miao's spa, "hao xin fu", "water", ice gunung, zeus's special and "hokkien mee" funny-laugh if you know what i mean. nvm if you don't. "soo cryptic though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ms andreas neo hui wen finally tagged on my tagboard, such a miracle! and she haven't suan me in a loooong time too.haha.but i can suan her back...with that dinner.LOL. it ALWAYS works!oh man, now i am getting cryptic, but really cannot explain this la, if not i will get killed by her.*andreas, peace!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;going to have a sleepover with my sub-committee on from friday to saturday, at my place. to be specific, i think hawa, angeline and christina are sleeping over and felicia and valerie are coming over but not staying over. then we will discuss, camwhore( i have a digicam now!yay!), swim and watch movies :) soo looking forward to it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yes, speaking of these guys, my inbox and e-mails are flooded with things from edith, angeline and felicia .also when i go out, it is either with 1 of those 3 or the 2 of them. to put it simply, we are spending alot of our time together...and i actually like it. never been close to YAs until felicia and angeline came along because we will see each other at events then forget about it. not like now. meeting up for breakfast/lunch before meeting starts, holding an inter-unit camp and spending a bulk of time chatting/crapping/suaning on the phone[as of now, 27th april, we talked on sat,sun and today]. the fact that it blossomed into a friendship amazes me-simply cos it is rare in YA. haha.asked those guys to read this, but i betcha they haven't read it yet.LOL. edith, i still love you la.HAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;school will start on the 4th, and i think i will be super busy from then on. i will be having bio, US history, asian lit and mordernization in global prespective. i think i will need help for bio[hint, hint angeline], cos i never done it before, the rest, should be okay, 2 of them are my favourite subjects!oh yes, and i won't have classes on friday. how cool is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this time of the year, being the holidays, i have alot of time to stone and mostly, reflect. and being free, your mind tend to wonder[mostly to places you don't want it to wonder to] and then it will start to remember. but remembering the past doesn't mean i am not living in the present. it took a long time to get to this present, the present i am happy with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i know the group of people that existed then, doesn't exist now anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-2664933945296505006?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/2664933945296505006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=2664933945296505006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2664933945296505006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2664933945296505006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wonder-if-i-am-doing-right-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-8542045483661492245</id><published>2009-04-23T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:42:55.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was reading through an old entry of mine, inside was about yew choon saying that we can see the changes in us 2 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...right now, its about 2 years later. and i can see how much we all had grown-probably thanks to it, when i was at MX's BBQ out of all places.for example, mr miaomiao doesn't really look like a cat anymore, but i will still tease him about his "relatives"(haha.sorry.inside joke), gatsby boy is becoming a man, chinhow is probably as loud as ever but a responsible kid now, mingxuan is halfway there, showing improvements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had a pretty good day today, went to the guides house to help hawa with carnival stuff, counting the utensils we need to get for central supply is halfway to nightmare. angeline came by at around 3:30pm to help too and she did the quotations for the utensils. and from crapping, all of us turned pretty serious while doing work. after being human excel spreadsheets, we went to e-mail all the stuff out, and to cut the story short, we finished at around 8:30ish and started celebrating! heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-8542045483661492245?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/8542045483661492245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=8542045483661492245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/8542045483661492245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/8542045483661492245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-reading-through-old-entry-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-8733510618039028554</id><published>2009-04-22T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T03:40:03.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free cone day 09 and Tiara's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY SIS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;      AND ITS ALSO&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; B&amp;amp;J'S FREE CONE DAY 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;For this year's B&amp;amp;J's Free Cone Day, i went with Edith. being the kiasu singaporeans that we are, we met at Novena MRT at around 12noon then went off to my usual outlet to get our free cones. OMG! there was ALOT more people who were more kiasu than us, as when we arrived there, there was already a loong loong loong queue, which will turn out to be the shortest queue of the day. AND i saw diana(guides senior, chenpei's batch)-and she recognized me, soo cool! and xiang ling. Both of us got the chocolate fudge brownie flavour. haha. this was our first round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Broke my record, since for the past free cone day, i only had time to queue once, edith and i went to eat lunch-pepper lunch! and the funny thing was, cos of the ice cream, both of us were soo thirsty that we quickly finished our food and bought drinks. and went to queue the 2nd time round.haha. this time i had the coffee flavour...and...hehe..forgot what edith had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last round, was waiting for jie at the MRT and guess who i saw? XINYI and NURLIZAH!!! haven't seen them in a trillion years(okay, thats an exaggeration) and i started screaming when i saw xinyi. cos i was jz saying when i was sms-ing her about the free cone day, didn't think she would really turn up. i suspect sugar rush might have been the answer as to why i was screaming. anyway, met jie outside starbucks and the 4 of us went to find xinyi's friends and the nice ACS(Independent) guy let us cut queue. he was really nice man, didn't even say anything when we cut queue, although, while we were turning, 2 SCGS girls tried to cut his queue(poor guy) but he didn't let them.muhahaha. make me have a good impression of ACS(I) guys but i know not ALL are like him-if only, if only. oh yes, i saw a bunch of MF people while i was there also, to name a few, crystal, xinlin and lianyi. by the time we were at the front of the line, it was about 5pm. and edith and i decided to stay safe with vanilla(it was goood). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;After that went to AMK hub with edith and jie to fetch jie's cousin, noelle. OMG.she is soo cute! ate another round of ice cream when jie treated us to yoghurt ice cream. so 4 rounds in total. we hung out at jie's place for awhile then went home :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i swear...i will not eat ice cream for the next 2 weeks.lol. had my fill today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yes, my sis apparently received an ipod touch from her friends(what can i say, those people are RICH), bag from me and shoes from frances. and a bunch of roses.&lt;/span&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/9307952-8733510618039028554?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/8733510618039028554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=8733510618039028554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/8733510618039028554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/8733510618039028554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/04/free-cone-day-09-and-tiaras-birthday.html' title='Free cone day 09 and Tiara&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-8050782014048527949</id><published>2009-04-19T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T05:25:25.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is gonna to be a very loooong post, so bear with me people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ALOT and i really do mean ALOT happened on the 17th&amp;amp;18th, got to be my busiest days in april :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;First off, thank you for the birthday wishes, whether via sms, person, msn or fb! i am touched &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mum,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tiara&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;stephanie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;angeline&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;felicia foo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; jie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;edith&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;nichole&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wendy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;kamini&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;shiyama&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;peh wei ling&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xin yi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;shikin&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; yi qian&lt;/span&gt;(OMG, i was really shocked when you remembered okay.haha), &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;debbie chee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;xiangjie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;xiangrui&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anna&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;angelina ng&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jing fang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gatsby boy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yingjie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;chandni&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;jasdeep&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tanaga&lt;/span&gt;!(yansen la.lol.jz love to call him tanaga for the fun of it.lol), &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;andi&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;feather&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;siew ying&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pris&lt;/span&gt;(my primary school friend :D),&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mona&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;juline&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;zeeshan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;rebecca&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;vachry&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;jasdeep&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MS HO&lt;/span&gt;(this is why i love my guider, am so fortunate.haha),&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;eugenia&lt;/span&gt;(my fellow juice-er.haha),&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; jennifer&lt;/span&gt;(guides senior.haha), &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;xin mun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;jeremy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;val&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hawa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yusra&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ci ci mei mei&lt;/span&gt;(older cuz of mine), &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mar tina&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;cheryl tan&lt;/span&gt;(my sec 2 girl) and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rushad&lt;/span&gt;-in no order of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha.also the presents :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;the 8 sec voice recorder from felicia, a bottle of colourful sand from angeline, wallet from edith(chua qin shi-haha.can't resist saying it out),pencil box from stephanie, crumpler bag from dad and angbao money from my grandparents. coolness man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you know, i realized that birthdays is an good excuse to get in contact with your old friends, well, at least that applies to me....and i am especially touched by angeline and felicia, i mean, i've known them for a month and even though teasing and suan-ing each other every time we meet but underneath all that suan-ing, they have been nothing but sweet. i think i take more than i give from them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;my birthday was pretty mundane, but i expected it since there was the investiture and all. haha.and i woke up late, like 2pm so couldn't go to birthday lunch with my mum and ate burger king instead.hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Investiture was an eye-opener to see, even though it was pretty short. i kind of learn the scouts hymn in the process. in terms of management and reflections, it was chaotic and way too many last minute things that we could have done beforehand. but it was fun! yingjie and I zi-high to the songs and participated in the scavenger hunt. i find the "6 strands of hair" criteria pretty funny.haha. went home after that and cut a tiramisu cake :) :) :) i like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fun as my birthday was, depends on how you see it, yesterday was jam-packed with activities, literally, from like 9am-12mn. and i haven't had this much fun in a long long long time. haven't laughed so much either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I started off in the morning meeting angeline for our usual ritual of breakfast on saturdays morning, this time, felicia joined us and it was angeline's turn to be late.haha.cos the story goes that last week, i was late. and felicia was the earliest to reach.the poor girl was asked to fill up 3 ez-link cards before i came.haha. really have "girl guides" written all over her face. and the surprise angeline wanted to give me was the present.haha. i was waiting for something scary to happen. we also bumped into angela on the way and 4 of us ate breakfast together.oh yes, felicia and i got cheated!lol.cos they asked ice milo? then we said yes, dumbly.lol. as usual, i was the last to finish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Carnival meeting was informative, i like the banner that rebecca made! and omg! i kind of wasted time doing the signage...but nvm. anw, stores have to revised again i guess, i can feel another urgent meeting coming my way.LOL. 25th april.....really see angeline every week man. feel like cursing but since i am in no power, jz have to let it go, even though it almost made all of our volcanoes erupt during the meeting.had another mini meeting with angeline and hawa then rushed off to meet jasdeep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I met up with Jasdeep cos of the MCS Reunion High Tea. Guess what? we were the &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt; two 2002 grads of MCS. The rest of the people who were supposely coming, basically ps us. but the tea was cool. for one, our table which we sat on had 3 generations of MCS girls. 3 of them were in their 50s or so, 2 of them came with their daughters and they graduated sec 4 in 1989(this fact alone is so soo soo cool) and then the 2 of us. and they were all very nice and very sociable. we also had some open discussions, about the new/old school building, about our english being better than everyone else's when we graduated from MCS( it goes like this "oooo...your english is soo good! which school were you from?" answer from us is MCS and their reply will be "its an elite school, no wonder your english is so good") and naturally, our mother tongue, terrible(i think all these had been proven by me,good lord.LOL). and our seniors were pretty impressed by the fact that even though we graduated in p6, our standard of english is still there. :D the food was ok-ish and almost everyone on our table won the lucky draw. 1 mother-daughter pair( samantha-the mum and elizabeth-the daughter), Julia(one of the women in their 50s) and Jasdeep and I. haha.lucky table. we talked with ms fernendez, mrs khoo and with mrs ng, but the longest with mrs ng. haha. i think i can stay in the swing forever man. its soo comfortable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Called gatsby boy after that and he told me to come to his place cos it was quite early then. this was the first time i went to his house.haha. and i have to say his place is pretty neat, there is even a balcony. okay, not the point i am trying to make. i saw addie.haha.after soo many months, i saw her. but then again, its her house. we stayed there till 5:30ish i think then set off to MX's house, gentlemenly bryan, helped me carry that case all the way MX's house and we were kind of late even though we took the MRT cos we went 1 whole big round(my bad). so, 2 1st in 1 day, first time going to gatsby boy's and mingxuan's place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;when we arrived, the BBQ had already started and it was chaotic. haha. you know what? miao,gatsby boy and i ended up manning 1 of the BBQ aka the edible ones. we cooked prawns(miao's favourite), mutton and chicken satay, chicken wings(bryan's baobei.LOL), sausage with bacon, aspragous with bacon and marshmallows. haha. eat until soo full. then from a few boys jumping inside the swimming pool, by around 9pm, everyone was jumping inside the swimming pool. that is, everyone except joey, yanying, qi hua, gatsby boy,miao and me. qi hua, joey, yanying and i talked for awhile then after yanying and i ran to the safety of the boys playing psp, joey got dunked inside the pool, 3 times.haha. i can't tell you how relieved we were. by the end of it, only 5 of us were dry, thank god i was wearing white fbts and my dreams5 tee, which is white so they couldn't dunk me in. yanying stayed locked to my feet.haha. we cut cake at around 10:30 and after cleaning up, a few sec 1 boys, gatsby boy, qi hua, benedict and i walked to YCK MRT. and 1 sec 1 boy, gatsby boy, benedict and i took MRT home where gatsby boy and benedict took the same train as me cos their houses are in Braddell. Reached home at around 12:10mn.haha.and didn't get a scolding, what a miracle :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha.this is a minute by minute accout of my wonderful, awesome and fun day today. however, by BBQ, breakfast with angeline, felicia and angela felt like it happened ages ago. and idk, i jz felt so comfortable then, especially when i was talking with joey,yanying and qi hua. maybe it was the atmosphere, cool night breeze and beach chairs which was comfortable, but i found that i can relax...and be myself.shouldn't analysis things that don't need analysising,ya?so i will keep at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-8050782014048527949?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/8050782014048527949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=8050782014048527949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/8050782014048527949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/8050782014048527949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-gonna-to-be-very-loooong-post.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6876660885152021000</id><published>2009-04-17T02:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T02:51:42.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM NINETEEN.WOOHOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you are that age, you feel like time jz zoom pass you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without realizing it, i kinda realized today that i haven't open up my heart for the past 2 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why do i feel like dreams is happening again, except in a totally different kind of way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means an invasion :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-6876660885152021000?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6876660885152021000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=6876660885152021000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6876660885152021000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6876660885152021000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-nineteen.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-4885542977895636945</id><published>2009-04-11T17:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T02:47:56.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ARGH! quite fustrated now, over some stuff(haha.looking at my past entries, it also sounds/looks like i am ranting too). this feeling, is pretty close to feeling like i want to kill someone or anger reaching the volcanic point of eruption. the solution? pretty simple. have a face to face meeting lor! XD i hope we wouldn't kill each other though.and i still love you guys, don't hate me,kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of meetings, i can forsee tons ahead of me, there is the korea international camp ones, my girls' ones, project linking minds ones and inter-unit camp ones. i like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what we are going to perform for korea international camp, international friendship night? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SINGAPORE TOWN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dreamers, say AHHHHH!!! LOL. can't believe it man. first to the indonesian then korean guides/scouts. sooo cool!!! i was like AGAIN? then was laughing to myself like some idiot. i almost wanted to suggest to them hongdou to go along with it.hahaha. but then i realized that i had to teach them how to dance...not a great prospect. and its been used soo many times already. so i guess "singapore town" is fated to be a special song to me. oh yes, the korea team comprise of 8 brownies(from river valley pri),1 guide-yanling(from katong convent), the brownies teacher i/c(ms tan), goh phing and me. and we will be making t-shirts for the singapore team.the t-shirt part sounds cool too.haha.and another cool thing, we are taking SQ to Korea!awesome! i sound like a kid in a candy store. lol. oh!and its midnight flight! the only bad thing about the whole thing is that we have to wear full u when we go to the airport and when we arrive there in which wearing the YA uniform is torturous-with court shoes. with haversack.dreams much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be frank, "singapore town" still makes me miss dreams5 tons. i can show the pictures to the whole wide world, no problem, tell them what we did there, no problem, what kind of expedition, also no problem. yet the full detailed story, not a single soul outside of the expedition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the months leading to national day for us in school, hearing it jz transports us back in time, god, the yearning....it was pure agony. it makes me want to go back to the badminton court, that classroom, all the walking we did and all the cooking we by a miracle somehow managed to cook. so 2 years later, hearing "singapore town" will make me long to be back to at korea international camp and PBP at the same time. how do you expect me not to have mixed emotions like that?and with what happened today, its a rollarcoaster ride of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blog is public yet not public.funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will have to bear this mantra in mind, &lt;em&gt;"we can do no great things-only small things with great love"&lt;/em&gt; if i ever want to give up.and remember the sweetness of the fruits of success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4885542977895636945?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4885542977895636945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4885542977895636945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4885542977895636945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4885542977895636945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/04/argh-quite-fustrated-now-over-some.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-3336168141583825360</id><published>2009-04-05T04:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T05:13:27.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent though about this in a long long long time.&lt;br /&gt;guides and politics&lt;br /&gt;even thinking about these 2 words scare the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna sidetrack for a little while, cresent girls' guides campfire[oh yes, it was on friday night] was damn cool man! it really opened my eyes to alot to things! :) saw lixuan too :) :) love the cornflakes refreshment, almost feel like stealing it for my own guides campfire but i have no idea how to make it so unfortunately cant.lol.and at the same time, their girls, they were soo disciplined, guides from heaven[lol.don't worry shixuan and felicia, i am joking].haha i like how they built the fire too, even though can't see it very clearly. the dance the sec 3s and 4s did was fun too! Angeline, Cheryl and i had fun dancing along to it and i clearly remember one segment where the emcees asked the participants to "say the sweetest thing" and the scouts clearly did. one said " if i were to rearrenge the alphabets, i will put you and i together" and another one jz said "SUGAR!"LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since their theme was "disco night", their souvenirs was a bright and shiny disco ball-1 word.COOL. :D will worth the journey to redhill.HAHA. my guides can learn a thing or two from their programme booklet too[this time, i am serious]. anw, thanks for inviting me, angeline and my junior to your campfire shixuan! also felicia too, for coming to our place at the campfire to attend to us, considering how busy you two were.&lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt; i know why you two were trying to teach us how the sing "the window" song during UH camp and was laughing like mad over it.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, angeline and i had dinner at raffles place at around 11pm after the campfire. it was good and she fell asleep waiting for me to finish my food cos she was too tired after school and campfire.but neverthless, we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing shixuan and felicia[lew] for the first time like that....i mean with their companies and in their elements. i can feel their passion, love, dedication and commitment to it.[not trying to flatter you two, but its true], like they aren't in YA jz for the sake of name and whatnot, they are in it for real. that feeling that night of them, totally different from UH camp :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about that put me in a good mood :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for guides with politics.&lt;br /&gt;it is a taboo topic i guess, until you experienced it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;the situation everywhere maybe different but the ultimate results are the same[which is why when i was on fb earlier, i was quite shocked, wouldn't eloborate on that].&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, the people whom you "survived" with stay friends with you for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't want to experience mine a third time round, two times is bad enough already.too tiring.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, its not something we talk about very often[meaning rarely], for those who remember that period of time, it was a pretty tramatising time...to say the least. so everyone who went through it have a story. to sum it all up, its a test of 3 years of friendship. that is the ultimate crunch-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those who escape from it-like my dear peckhui, cai er, isabelle and jiayi are super lucky. they have it good....haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the campfire, i feel old man. i mean i am watching cheryl's batch grow up and have watched angeline's[she's the same age as peckhui they all] batch grow up too.OMG! so old! i only grew up with addie's batch and chenpei's batch, if you count the 05 camp, then a little with peckhui's batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are born in 92 and below, feel free to ask me the history :) mf guides, if you guys are reading this, then you will have to wait till ROD time-when you step up.hehehe. that means joey, debbie chee and yanying will be hearing it soon.haha.but then again...joey may know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. 5:12am.gtg sleep.bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3336168141583825360?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3336168141583825360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3336168141583825360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3336168141583825360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3336168141583825360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-havent-though-about-this-in-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-4847779392231489342</id><published>2009-03-27T02:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T03:25:14.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to urge to blog now, after reading chester's blog[he is a guy i got to know from nat camp-NP CI, btw, if you want to know].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I feel guilty about this issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As a UG person, the amount of camps you go to each year is well...quite a number.and at each camp, you will naturally meet new people who shares the same interest as you and well, go to camps for the same reasons as you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the stars, the space, the fresh air, nature in general, the love for it, the time to practice our poker/card games, free electricity, free food and most importantly, the need to get away from it all aka reality. jz for that few days, all you can think about is camp life itself, your phone is hidden away in your haversack till the last day so you don't think about school, homework, that kind of things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and so, naturally, you click. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when you click with your camp friends, those camp days become fun, awesome, memorable and filled with private jokes and stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and when camp ends, what happens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, here is what usually happens to me. with the exception of Rachel Phoa[a friend from my patrol in 2005's camp FLAG] whom i kept with contact for about 3 years or so, i usually stop talking to my camp friends by december if the camp were to happen in august, so that you can get the timeline. oh yes, with the exception of Adeline Koh in this case too, cos she went to nat camp and camp training camp with me too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because there is nothing to talk about anymore. the jokes had been said too many times that it had become old. the memories become vague as the months pass by. and well, there is not much impact i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i have been guilty of that. for 2005's camp FLAG, 2008's national camp and camp training camp and maybe 2009's unit helpers camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;except 2007's DREAMS5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dreams5 had changed me. i've become more talkative, know how to well, to put it simply, bullshit more, know how to immediately start a conversation without feeling awkward[must have been all that presentation that lester made us do] and maybe, knowing how to make people laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but the group of friends i can really trust, is still the same old people from secondary school. i've don't know anyone after that long enough to really really trust them. like with my life those kind of trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i don't know, but do CIs, Rovers, YAs etc have the same problem as i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4847779392231489342?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4847779392231489342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4847779392231489342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4847779392231489342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4847779392231489342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-to-urge-to-blog-now-after.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-1527500684965365296</id><published>2009-03-27T02:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T03:30:23.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;way too many distractions. seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PLM.Guides.YA.outside stuff.MF AYW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;everyone is vying for my attention on this important week, this week out of all the weeks. COH.meetings. syahrum even ambushed me to join this "making money" thing which i seriously don't have the time for. my meetings clash with each other already, so how the hell do i have the time to schedule 20 appointments you tell me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so shall i go for COH next week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;doing maths now, trying to understand the concept by reading it slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and its friday already! where did time go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last night i missed them too much and became kind of emo. and i was soo fustrated that i wanted to scream...like. AHHHHHHHHH..............SOS. &lt;em&gt;where are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can't wait for april to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe june too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i have ALOT of things i want to yell/shout/talk[depends on my mood] to my girls. especially during our special middle-of-the-night-firedrill[which is 2-5am]. may's way. gonna be interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the first thing, why do they organize the camp in JUNE not MARCH? when they have loads of supp classes to go to during the day. and because of that, who is conducting the camp itself while they are in class? unless they are smart enough to do it friday-sunday. lets see their proposal then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;people can't envision me shouting, cos i look too nice and it takes alot to make me piss off[tong weiyi can vow to that.lol]. but camp will take care of that part. and its my girls. so its easier. people say you come down the hardest on your juniors rather than other guides. its true. especially for UG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i will take care of everything, jz let me study till the 8th, alright? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can't fail calulus. need that 17%. and physics too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18th april, lets see fate.in terms of all reunions happening on that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-1527500684965365296?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/1527500684965365296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=1527500684965365296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1527500684965365296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1527500684965365296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-study.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6526049107745279431</id><published>2009-03-18T02:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:38:30.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UH camp 09'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;UH Camp 09!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;14-15th March 2009,Guides House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314466592973382482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/ScDHNYTb41I/AAAAAAAAAgc/asJ9YxGJXK4/s320/UH_camp_09_sunflower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;UH camp was fun and superbly awesome! can't believe i am saying that man. initially, i though it will be those super torturous kind of camp[picture val/alasgoff screaming their heads off at us]. XD sunflower is the &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, let me start from the beginning. arrived at guides house pretty damn early, around 7:45am, dad dropped me off. haha.and cos there was PGA camp that started on the same day, i though that we were with them or something, anyhow, i stupidly followed them in and watched their briefing. and started observing...lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;camp started late, at around 8:30am cos quite alot of people though it starts at 8:30am. After registration, realized that there is only 14 campers all together!HAHA.super small. we went to the hall and started off with the rope game, in which we had to untangle our ropes with our partners. i think i paired up with angeline(tey.LOL.NOT kwan).and when everyone finish untangling their ropes, we were the only ones left(in the center!!!) and by a miracle, we untangled it!and everyone was laughing at us.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;after that, we played a game in which we spilt into 2 groups and played a game in which we had to line ourselves according to the 1st name of our secondary school, current schools, surname, name etc. and my group was always the 1st!YAY!then hawa wanted to spilt us up into groups so she used 2 strings to divide it into 4 categories. and she labelled it North, South, East and West and started on "if your school is in the South, go to the South", how many siblings we had and whether we play any instruments or not etc.lol. i remembered i was with shixuan in 2 cateogries, for current school and sibilings and liked her on 1st impression.i forgot how she finally come to a conclusion but we were spilt into 4,5 and 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;as you can see, my group is the one with 5 people. shixuan, angeline, felicia, joy and me. haha. and i was PL for the 1st day so i got to chose our patrol colour and its green. the sunflower, is drawn by shixuan.haha.she is the artist of the group. she also drew our patrol's flag sunflower and our patrol flag is HUGE! 3 times the size of the other patrol's. felicia did our patrol identities(one on our shoe and one on our arm). and our patrol was singing along to the songs on the PA system.LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;after that was pretty dry. recap on all the stuff that we know. like patrol systems, campfires, roles and responsibilities, programme planning for campfire and guides meeting. all of which were theory based. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BUT lunch was interesting.haha. i accidently spill my drink and that was the start of our patrol's string of accidents. so i gave the health patrol something to do(hahahaha. we all agreed on that). and it was packed full to the brim with chicken, fish and veggies, our staples for the next 2 days. we couldn't eat finish dinner too.haha.with guides HQ and their 6 meals per day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;After that, had a short campfire, which we almost didnt have cos of the rain. and we did a traditional guides campfire without the props. haha. it was quite sian but we made it almost fun. and the debrief was looong man. i almost fell asleep. went back to the bunks and showered. and slept at around 12:30mn i think. the showers at guides house have HOT water! oh my tian! so shuang!oh yes! and i slept on the top bunk, above felicia(lew) and angeline slept beside me. shixuan slept beside felicia.btw, the beds and pillows were soft-and there was air-con in the room.damn shiok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Funny Incident #1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;angeline and i woke up at 5:30am the next morning and we stared at each other for a few seconds....and i asked her for the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Funny Incident #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because we were cooks for the 2nd day(and orderlies on the 1st) so we had to prepare breakfast. and we decided to do mashed eggs with bread. while felicia and i went up to prepare the milo, shixuan, joy and angeline were downstairs(at the kitchen) preparing the food. when we came back, we discovered shixuan washing the boiled eggs and the story of how she dropped the eggs on the floor came out.HAHAHA. so they didn't let her carry the eggs up.haha.and while eating breakfast upstairs, shixuan, joy and angeline dropped bits of their eggs on the floor. so we ended up teasing each other about it. but poor shixuan got teased the most cos the the egg-cident in the kitchen. oh yea. and cos shixuan and i ate our egg sandwich with pepper and chilli sauce, angeline said we were "abnormal".lmao. then xiaowei and hawa did the same thing too. haha. so yes, because of my patrol, sunday's health patrol had to clean up after us again. haha. and we were sooo relieved we weren't in health for the last day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Funny Incident #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In one theory activity, solving out the jumbled words, " surrounded by men", the correct answer was "surrounded by enemies". we crapped through that activity too cos we were the last one to finish and couldn't think up of the last 2 words so anyhow write.but won that game :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After breakfast, we cleaned up the firepit from yesterday. brought back bricks, wrapped up the zinc plate with newspaper and 3 rubbish bags and we went off to eat tea.lol. and after tea was leadership&amp;amp;communication. which i have to admit, was the part which i was looking forward to. i also like ms norizan's way of teaching and explaining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I believe that when we played entanglement that we truly became a team. because it was sweaty, hard, torturous, long and complicated. by the end of it, it made me look like i jz came out of a war-zone. my hand was attached to kianru and wendy and that hand that was attached to kianru was THE MOST COMPLICATED of all. ask anyone from the UH camp.we took around 15-20 minutes to free everyone and by the end of it, everyone was soo happy man. then they did the stepping across on paper in which there is only 1 free paper they could use. that one was faster, they did it in like 10 minutes. after that, we did a leadership dominance test and drew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and then testwork with hawa(if i am not wrong).haha. was quite dry at the front but when we started making our own logbook, it was kinda fun. sunflower's was the thickest man!haha.so we were the last one to finish and we were rushing everything man! but doing it was fun. we crapped and did the logbook. and our new ways of teaching the girls enrolment came with ALOT of videos.haha.and when they asked us questions, we crapped our way through.seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;after that we went to the training room to do GUIDES OWN! much like the PIC you and i know :)  and our trainer did a short one with us, asking people to give a candle/rose to someone and it represent gratitude and forgiveness(i think?). when she asked me, i gave my candle to orchid patrol, the rose to hibiscus-cos felicia suggested it as they had to clean up after us.haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and we were suppose to come up with 1 session of guides own. and my patrol did ours based on memories/dreams.lol. for our guides own, we will dim the room lights and put a big candle in the middle and give the girls a straw heart then ask them to give the straw heart to anyone in the coy who they had a special memory with. our emo song will be "i never had a dream come true by S Club 7 and a slideshow.....the paper is with felicia now. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the trainers locked us in training room 2 while they prepared for the wide game. and we sang some songs and did the visual version of kim's game on paper. my patrol ended up going for the wide game last.haha.cos they release us patrol by patrol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, we ran up and down....and followed the right signals...but ended up being the last one back to training room. our "friend"? samantha's green pen.lmao.oh! and xiaowei's patrol, Orchid gave us clues on their way back, they were like whispering, "look on the beds".HAHAHA. and Joy found the pen! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh yes, jz remembered. for lunch on the 2nd day, we were suppose to cut 1 BIG WHOLE WATERMELON for everyone....and damn, it was tough. angeline cut her finger cutting it cos the knife was super sharp. and a few got distorted...and bits and pieces also dropped on the floor.lol.my patrol can't really be cooks le. too many accidents.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;As with all camps, all activity is cleaning up. as we were cooks, we cleaned up the kitchen. we swept the floor, kept all the knifes,plates, chopping boards etc, cleaned everything....and shixuan mopped the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Funny Incident #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;while she was mopping the floor, a small part of the mop suddenly came off.lol. the mop really don't like her man.HAHA.thats our conclusion too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;after that, usual stuff. took our bags from the dorm and went down to the hall for taps. then picture-taking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;went home by MRT with samantha and joy and on the way home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Funny Incident #5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;while we were walking from Guides HQ to J8, we were almost knocked down. not once, but twice! by cars. staying in the 1 place all weekend and we became lu che.man....haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this ends off my eventful weekend last week. peace out!got to study for idiot physics midterm!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;and i love my UH camp buddies! :D all 14 of you ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-6526049107745279431?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6526049107745279431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=6526049107745279431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6526049107745279431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6526049107745279431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/03/uh-camp-09-14-15th-march-2009guides.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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/_O9Tzez0FHkk/ScDHNYTb41I/AAAAAAAAAgc/asJ9YxGJXK4/s72-c/UH_camp_09_sunflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307952.post-4705200939563509986</id><published>2009-03-11T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:10:23.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally finished with maths. 17% more to pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can concentrate on economics. the essay, presentation and commentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is the UH camp this weekend. organizing the 5G reunion on the 11th of april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MINDS stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and korea paperwork to hand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i feel like i've been pulled into a million different directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i am trying to do what andreas, lionel and fred did the dreams team, meeting each group individually to guide them through the planning process. but xiangjie insist on them asking him for help then he will help. the thing is, from a participant's prespective, this will never happen. i know. anw, told him liao, he don't want to listen, i also can't do anything. jz gonna go ahead and do it, with yingjie's or chinhow's group...i also don't know. and i know why this project isn't as fun, i have no allie this time round.not like with addie, bryan and miaomiao the last time round. so it's pretty lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, really. the only happy thing so far is the korea camp. 8 whole days away? my idea of heaven. so gonna throw my phone to 1 side. UH camp is really to get the warrent, if not, i will be there to help out(lol) or don't go. AH YES!! MCS's reunion and MX's party on the 18th of april, looking forward to that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes. I.AM.GONNA.FOCUS.ON.SCHOOLWORK. don't wanna screw exams up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4705200939563509986?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4705200939563509986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4705200939563509986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4705200939563509986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4705200939563509986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-finished-with-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-3068303543759802152</id><published>2009-03-07T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:56:09.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OFF TO KOREA ON THE 6TH-14TH AUGUST!YAYNESS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1st international camp and in korea.woah hoo!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets jz hope exams finishes before that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3068303543759802152?l=princess-putri.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-9307952.post-4602746370737443290</id><published>2009-02-26T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T01:58:47.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally i have some free time(and with all the afternoon classes, i get to sleep in, another reason to celebrate!)&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow(or rather later today) will be my last world lit class. :D not that i don't like lit, in fact i love it, but balan is still the best at teaching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been raining cats and dogs these past few days. on the way home today, i almost wanted to abandon my umbrella and walk in the rain but seeing that i am having a cold right now, i decided to abandon that idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the rain with the same reasons some people hate it.or maybe its that some of my best memories have something to do with downpour torrent rain. i know, i can't let go. but i need their strength right now, even though i don't admit it outright to their faces. it helps that we rarely see each other. neverthless, i still draw on their strength to keep me going.haha.xinyi, you know what i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find something very strange, when someone who grow up on the other side of the world(yes, literally!), grow up to have some of the common fears and likes and dislikes. like our fear of dogs and one tree hill. i find it amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and friends. now the old are the most precious ones. i stand with the fact that they saw you before the confident, beautiful and elegant person you are today and still love you for it. to put it simply, they saw you at you awkward stage(or the stage before you shoot up, for the guys). thats why primary and secondary school friends are like gold dust. they don't "fake" with you, if you know what i mean. as we grow older, our defence mechanism naturally become more resilient so there will lesser people we can put our guard down with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if not, why do you think you are still friends with the people whom you did stupid, hugely hilarous and embrassing things with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody willing to sponser me a plane ticket to vancouver anytime soon?LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4602746370737443290?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4602746370737443290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4602746370737443290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4602746370737443290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4602746370737443290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-i-have-some-free-timeand-with.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-1646476493724474529</id><published>2009-02-25T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:31:03.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>with lit mid-term over, its time to focus on bloody calculus. i hate numbers, i really really do.but i MUST(by hook or by crook) pass it this time round. and econs. having calculus mid-term next monday and econs test on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i passed my lit essay!YAY!now on to do econs project. ah yes, and the YCM proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;news! and i do mean &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to brag or anything...but i am invited to MF's speech day for some odd reason. there was an invitation which they sent by e-mail(haha.cheapskate) to me today. i don't think its for the AYW thing, cos i asked chik heng(who is the AYW president, btw) and he didn't receive any invitations, through e-mail or otherwise. and the reason being that if the AYW president is not invited, then why would a lowly class representative be invited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now its down to either guides or DREAMS 5. so...Andreas, received any e-invitation from MF about speech day?oh man...this is so strange. haha. the last time i went to speech day, i went in "illegally", as in, i sat with the guides at the back row, which was pretty fun. now, i don't need to sneak it.lol.but i have a bad feeling about the parade......and sitting in the front row, means that i can't daydream/sleep while mrs doris lim drone on and on about whatever she is talking about (and it will bring me right back to my secondary school days of tuesdays' assembly periods. which is nightmare-ish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be going down to induction ceromony on the 7th and going to yj for the funfair on the 14th.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another big news. i handed in my application form for the international camp at korea today. and i don't know when my exams will end in august. ahh....the risk to take to get out of your comfort zone. :D frances is at OBS, she will be home on friday so the house is pretty quiet with only tiara, stephanie and my maids around. speaking of OBS, can PSB academy organize an OBS trip please, with a cherry on top?i really really really want to go OBS, even if that means "killing" myself in the process. and i need to get a tan + loss weight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-1646476493724474529?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/1646476493724474529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=1646476493724474529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1646476493724474529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1646476493724474529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/02/with-lit-mid-term-over-its-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-7895047071525578963</id><published>2009-02-18T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T13:41:20.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't think that the people in this year's project will be as tight/bonded as dreams5. it may or not be true...too early to tell. or maybe it is a case of "first time being the most special" thing thats why yingjie and I feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not living with 19 other people for 9 days has its pros and cons though.haha. and one of the pros is this time round, we are not cooking! LOL.so no more "hokkien mee", oyster sauce special and "zeus's special".whether its a good or bad thing, i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw bryan online this morning, at freaking 3am, and its safe to say that I was shocked.for one, i haven't seen him online for a loooong looong time. and his display picture was of emperor hirohito(he says that he look like emperor hirohito, which is true la).haha.so if you guys see him online, be sure to see the resemblence,ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i will not be going to thinking day celebration :) :) :) i will be meeting lester and xiangjie at bishan DOME-my new "amk mac" then i will be off to east coast for alec's(my classmate)birthday party at east coast chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i think i've gotten them out of my mind already(or that maybe the effect of not seeing them for about a year) but their faces always come back. the memories maybe hazy and not as raw as it was before, but the feelings are there. ah yes, there is some things i still haven't told anyone outside of dreams5 yet-which wasn't meant to anyway. but the green paint is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-7895047071525578963?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/7895047071525578963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=7895047071525578963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7895047071525578963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7895047071525578963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-think-that-people-in-this-years.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-171714289237428935</id><published>2009-02-15T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:02:07.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been really busy these 2 weeks, so didn't really have a chance to post...or it may be due to drama watching. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, MINDS YCM proposal 1st draft of proposal is dued today and i haven't finished fine-tuning it yet and i still have my literature essay to do, not to mention learning for my maths and physics test tomorrow. 4 words. I AM SO DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to guides on friday, with jiayi, edith, cai er and peck hui. it wasn't really a planned thing, only decided on it when i was in school. and their whole meeting on that day, well....only consisted of drill. gone are the days when there are actually standards. now we don't pump them for long fingernails, not wearing half u etc. you get the drift. now all we want is for them to get their drills right and its already an achievement. anw, i saw zheng jie, amirah...the NPCC gang. haven't seen them in a while, must be because of speech day i guess, so they came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hid out in the guides room after drill to eat lunch and at 1 particularly funny moment, bryan and the guys came in and when they saw me eating, he said "cannot eat in the room, but nvm".LOL. and lianyi said she didn't trust xiangjie with the key-that was when nic, xiangjie, lianyi and i were in the guides room. and it was funny la. since xiangjie is more responsible than lianyi in ALOT of ways, i should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after guides, the 5 of us went to amk hub. edith and i went to buy bubble tea and walk around and bumped into jiayi, cai er and peck hui at jie's yogurt place. jie didn't notice us for quite awhile!haha. then we went to look jia yi's uncle's and aunty's valentine day present.lol. quite weird. and ended up at the supermarket.where everyone ended up buying things. in short, friday turned out to be a pretty good day, except my feet were aching when i went back home. won't be able to go back till april though...and speech day falls on my exam. damn!if only its in the afternoon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-171714289237428935?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/171714289237428935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=171714289237428935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/171714289237428935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/171714289237428935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/02/been-really-busy-these-2-weeks-so-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-9103349570321798868</id><published>2009-01-29T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:05:01.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from jakarta this afternoon and well, it was the usual over there.&lt;br /&gt;well, come to think of it, not really usual.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet timothy on the immgration line in jakarta, he was standing right next to me, with his mum and younger brother. talk about coincidence! but the stupid officer in my line couldn't find my fiscal in my passport and i had to requeue all over again. a bad start. oh! and i was quizzed by the same officer about where i was living.and i was thinking, the place in jakarta or singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying that my new year eve dinner at crystal jade at grand indonesia was eventful is an understatement man. my grandparents(from my dad's side) booked about 4-5 tables at the restaurant and started singing their church songs, do their prayers and conduct somewhat of a mass at &lt;strong&gt;crystal jade &lt;/strong&gt;itself! while we were eating! there was even a bloody programme sheet and invited a paster, a singer and brought along a sound system! i wanted to dig a hole and bury myself into it. it was that bad. and the other customers also complained. oh ya, besides my immediate family and my dad's brother and his wife.oh! another one of my dad's younger brother, his wife and my cousin, didn't really know the rest of them. as in, i  saw them before but never really talk. you know those extended family whom you see once a year. ah! and for most of them, i havent seen them since '06 or so.but the food was good.lol. jz that you need to shout over the bloody PA system to hear what the other person is saying.and thank god my favourite uncle and his wife sat on same table as us, if not, i would have died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visiting day wasn't that bad, just tiring. stayed at grandparents' house(mum's side) till 12ish, then left for my granduncle's house near bakme permata there(haha.anw. i love eating there). i think my dad coordinated his visit with his cousin. so ended up meeting my distant cousins there. specifically, janice,james and i forgot the other one. and my sisters and i were literally forced to talk with janice cos we were, xiao jie xiao jie, their words, not mine. and we BS(bullshit) all the way, talking about school, singapore, NS,IB and sibilings.oh!and facebook. left for my dad's mum's place at around 12:30-1ish pm?and why dad's mum...eh...very very very complicated and long story. anyway, we were late cos dad lost his way there and had to call the same uncle who sat the same table as us for directions. from being the earliest to reach, wanting to break the last one to reach tradition, we were the last one to reach.again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. oh! technically, my other uncle's family reached there-when we left already.haha.so he is the last one to reach. ah! ate lunch there(as per tradition) and dad's cousins's families were also there. ah. yes. i was told to get in touch with a distant cousin, specifically tricia and stefan. ah! why do parents think that jz because we are cousins by blood, we have to get close? and distant cousins!! anyway, made plans to eat dinner with the same uncle and wife(in order to escape obligations). went back to maternal grandparents place to meet my cousins(this time, is my mum's younger sister's family), slacked until 7pm and went to eat lowery with uncle budi and aunty yanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday. slacked at home the whole day and woke up really late. at around 12noon. and pretty much slept all day. and had dinner with maternal side, as in dinner with my grandparents and my immediate uncles and aunty's families. with mum having 3 sibilings and tons of small kids. it was chaotic. no teenager to play with besides frances. the rest are all 11&amp;amp;below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice CNY? the only nice rewards, was really, the hongbaos, the rest. endure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-9103349570321798868?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/9103349570321798868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=9103349570321798868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/9103349570321798868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/9103349570321798868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-came-back-from-jakarta-this.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-5844311822965404631</id><published>2009-01-20T03:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T03:59:56.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camp Inspire 2009….wasn’t as good as Camp Inspire 2008, better in some aspect, a lot worse in others, through no fault of the Cat High Scout Group. In fact, I think the ones who cause the most dramas were the guides and the sec 1 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The undisciplined aspect of it actually already started while I was at MF(the rest of the leaders were already at Cat High preparing for Telematch), with no sec 4s there, Joey and Yanying simply didn’t have the means to discipline everyone so everyone was all scattered everywhere and they wanted to go inside the conference room and kept on knocking on the door, irritating the hell out of Kelvin and I. Then Ms Ho and I had to rush the Scouts cos they were taking a looong time to get ready and we had to get on the bus by 8:15am and the last bus only left at 8:30am. Upon reaching CHS, got scolded by Andreas cos I wasn’t with the girls and I didn’t prepare the whacko stick so we had to impromptu by doing it with the scouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice breakers weren’t any better. The girls didn’t &lt;strong&gt;SHOUT LOUD ENOUGH&lt;/strong&gt; for everyone to &lt;strong&gt;HEAR&lt;/strong&gt; their names, so everyone naturally didn’t get each other’s name cos they were speaking so damn softly that only a mouse can hear what they were saying. Joey and Yanying tried to take control of the situation, but albeit, with no results. Luckily Yew Choon helped me with the poncho game, If not I think I would have died there and then. To make the situation make chaotic, poor Guang Liang came in at the wrong moment and asked for the namelist for lunch, so while Yew Choon was taking charge of the poncho game, I was arranging lunch for everyone, running here and there to look for Ms Ho&amp;amp; Ms Tang and Guang Liang. I think I screamed down the phone when Edith called saying that unless they didn’t want to eat then I wouldn’t arrange lunch with Guang Liang cos Andreas got angry that they wanted to arrange lunch that early. As you can see, it was only ice breakers and everyone is already so short of temper. Imagine what the rest of the day will be like…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t really take part in the setting up of Telematch, Chanel, Jiayi, Cai Er and Edith were doing it and I had no idea what was going on so I stoned with Xiangjie and Hazel at the sidelines while they briefed for Telematch. Lester being Lester of course took tons of pictures starting from Telematch onwards and during then, I was mostly at Bryan’s, Miao’s and Amos’s teams’ side, helping them with the Telematch. Encouraging the girls were just soo difficult, seeing that they didn’t master any enthusiasm at all, making it more difficult to make it fun for them. Is playing along THAT DIFFICULT?OH MY TIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on to obstacle course, I was with Hendarto and Kok Wei(bong), Kok Wei bullied aka made me try the Jacob’s Ladder without my hands and Mr policeman of course did it with ease. But really cannot la. So while waiting for the teams to come, the 3 of us just stoned at the top of the Jacob’s Ladder, almost fell asleep man. Teams wise, the Scouts were actually all okay, they tried their best to climb it without using their hands and doing it “ 1 leg 1 pole” but the guides, really man, they complained about it, saying what if they fall down and the sec 1s made a big deal of sitting on the grass. Oh yea, they also cheated and clearly didn’t listen to any instructions. They completely ignored the 3 of us man. By the time the 2 guides groups finished, I was really pissed off with their attitude. Like literally WTF. Thank god the last group was Amos’s group and they were a pretty not bad team and someone gave us popsicles to eat, which was pretty shuang cos it was damn hot outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it was lunch, not surprisingly, chicken rice.LOL. and by then, Edith had already started to rant to me about the girls and about the sec 1s vs guides war about some stupid game which they took personally. Not to mention sec 1 the girl who was super drama, which almost made Andreas, Chanel and Jiayi not being able to take their lunch cos they were super nice in ensuring that they ate their lunch. I think the leaders ate our lunch in record time cos we were simply behind time. Edith had to personally invite the sec 1 girl to lunch so that Jiayi and Chanel can eat, really, this is not her house lor. The girl really has BIG AP ISSUES! But before I can finish lunch, the bill for lunch got kinda mixed up, cos Guang Liang combined the 2 but it got settled over survival cooking so it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is 1 of best parts of the camp bah. Rather than the war games, which I was kinda hoping the leaders can have a full round of battle with the participants. 1st up was the firelighting. The Cat high scouts taught the girls how to start a fire and we got to eat pizza, bread and marshmallows among other things, which was good! HAHA. And their bread was curled around the stick and I think the leaders were eating away at that station.LOL. the Cat High Scouts are good cooks, I have to admit. But Huishan and that sec 1 girl made a BIG ISSUE out of wanting to roast the marshmallow on the embers. 2nd station was the structure playground, in which there was their award winning ship structure(which took 15 school days to build!!!) with a crow’s nest and everything. The girls were pretty scared that the structure was instable and it might not able to hold their weight. At some point, it got pretty crowded at the top. But really, it’s CHS’s structure, it has to be really damn stable. Then they played with the cannonball in which they shoot water bombs to oblivious. Last stop before MF was the frog killing station. The girls were pretty grossed out by it and they kept on shouting “EEE…..” at the top of their lungs. Here is how to kill the frog, you have to hold their legs and slam it down on the table till you can see their tongues sticking out(which is a sign that it is dead). Then decapitate their head and take off their skins at 1 go. After that take out their guts and start cutting the frog up then you can start cooking. Cat High’s recipe for it is good, with the herbs inside. HAHAH. And the boys have to do that before they can pass their outdoor cooking. Then it was back onto the bus to MFSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching MF, we let the girls off for a 10minutes water break and some of them actually have the guts to ask whether they can go outside and buy drinks. Seriously, this is not their first time in guides and they can still ask that question. Was in charge of Water war game with Hazel and she took charge of the situation upstairs while I was downstairs counting the points. The girls were ok-ish at this station, with the exception of Jolin, who INSISTED on wearing her socks. And Yew Choon made her take it off. Some of the boys cheated but they were mostly serious about it. Have to admit, it was good seeing Bryan, Miao and Yingjie with their maturity like that. Jabez at 1 point asked me to hurry up cos apparently something happened at the Shoe War station with the girls and they were fighting yet again. After the last group left, had to scream at the top of my lungs to get the girls to come to the parade square to debrief. Then screamed some more while some people were at the cannonball station using their “eye power” to help to untie the knots. Seriously, I never did scream at the last camp inspire like I did in this. Edith suggested asking for Jabez’s help so that they will dismantle the cannonball faster and he also ended up helping them. But during that time, Edith,Jiayi, Cai Er and I  were at the shade complaining about the AP Issues of the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the girls were having the briefing for the campfire, the 4 of us were observing them. They were damn shocked when miaomiao asked them to sit by their patrols, giving that, “why are you giving me instructions” face. Then dinner, another thing I can vomit blood about, they were so picky with their food and also, some guides didn’t bring their full uniform(tell me, how the heck can you forget your damn SCARF?)and had to wear half uniform and they love gathering at Ms Ho’s and Chanel’s banner area. Then when I passed around the potato chips to everyone that it showed how selfish those morons are. 1 person to 2 packets of chips! No logic in that man! In the end, 1 packet of chips had to be shared by the last 4 people. Tell me, how difficult it is to understand that 1 person can only take 1 packet?! Even the boys understand it. They were like stones during campfire, absolutely refusing to participate no matter what, even the seniors; I was very embarrassed and disappointed. Edith had to force them to participate in the items games and we had to forcefully drag Joey and Yanying up to play Russell’s and Guang Liang’s game. If you tell me these 8 people will be the 8 people that will be joining guides come late January, I say that the juniors will be no different than their seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we broke camp, Edith, Andreas and I stayed back to watch the Scout’s presentation, which I think is good. Was like a trip down memory lane for the scouts, especially people like Gatsby boy, miaomiao, Benedict and Xiangjie.HAHAHA. And Andreas and my face was also there, from DREAMS 5.LOL. They showed mainly the preparation camp pictures.HAHAH. And we went off across to eat prata and chicken wings and Andreas dropped us off at AMK MRT station and we managed to get the last train home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we will have to lay down the ground rules for everyone during the 1st meeting with the sec 1s and make sure the seniors don’t come off with any of their stupid AP problems. Like the other time. If they do that again, then… behaving like Kelvin will become an option. show them we are not meant to be mess around with. if not, THEY WILL DIE A TERRIBLE DEATH.and i am imagining ALOT of pumping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-5844311822965404631?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/5844311822965404631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=5844311822965404631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5844311822965404631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5844311822965404631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/01/camp-inspire-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-571946712280212856</id><published>2009-01-17T03:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T05:17:53.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i am running on pure adrenaline right now.&lt;br /&gt;went home at 11pm yesterday and there is about 2 more hours till i have to get up for camp inspire so i am functioning on very little sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and school,guides,YA,MF AYW and MINDS have already taken over my life.truth to be told, its isn't as bad as my dreams5 days, maybe cos this is round 2. for andreas back in 2007, must have been a total culture shock, like it is for edith now, to jump in and be so involved in a SL experience like project linking MINDS.investing all your free weekends is no joke at all. this is the hardest phrase,as i learnt, for EXCO and participants alike, the planning phrase. this is when you see your team-mates till you can get sick of their faces(or your fellow EXCO's faces), this is when you sometimes dread opening your e-mails cos there will be tons for you to read and analysis and absorb and the though for just not working for it is tempting because its mentally and physically exhausting.add in school and the rest of the teenager things that we have to do, and you will get a bunch of people who will have no life for the next 6 months or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for people like me who have gone through it once, the fruits of our labour are oh so very sweet, i can look back on that 3 months of dreams journey and still be smiling to myself like a fool 2 years later, at some random private joke. thats why i am pressing on now. because the road ahead isn't gonna to be easy, as i remembered lester said in 1 of our dreams e-mails eons ago so lets make it a memorable one. you may not see the light now, but it's there, shining in the dark.  i can remember during the planning phrase for dreams5, bryan,yingjie and i were at the school library thinking up of what to bring for the equipment list and at that time, i really felt our expedition then was of a small magntitude, as compared to the JEP trip(they were practising their item in 1 room in the library and we could hear them sing) as we didn't openly have meetings and practise our hongdou during school hours or anything like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize my family values credentials more than personality. and its selective credentials. somehow, tiara did well for her EOYs and she gets a MAC book, frances did well for her mid-years and she gets a digicam. my chances of getting anything are close to nil. and when you do well, everything is not your fault, its the stupid person's fault,always. the one who can't go to poly, the one who "don't even try her best so lets make her quit school since she is not putting in effort", the one who spends most of her time doing don't know what. who is it, pretty obvious. so at home, i am the rebel(teachers at mf will be "what?no way, putri is soo quiet and she listens in class") and the one with the BIG AP.NICE. every 3 months, my mum will threaten to not pay the school fees unless i do something so there will always be a big drama then. btw, she also hates guides and mf with a passion, so all activities concerning them are a big no-no but its a double edge sword, i will die without them, psb is jz way too sian please. and their SC is lame-er than MF's SL, okay? needs tons of help.which goon will organise a "fantastic day@ sentosa" for OCamp you tell me? i can safely tell you that i can do that in my sleep. i'll rather be at cat high doing obstacle course then be at sentosa doing some game, oh, where i have to pay $5 too. anw, been to sentosa too many times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each of us came back from dreams5 with a different gift, a different part of us soften and heals, yet all of our souls were rejuvenated. maybe thats why i feel such tenderness and have such a soft spot for them. for me, they represent the people who loved and accepted who i am for the first time in my life. for them, they liked me for who i am, with the variation of attitudes and moods they saw me in those months. they became the family that i never have. it is such that i feel so comfortable with them till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 more mins! to 6am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-571946712280212856?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/571946712280212856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=571946712280212856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/571946712280212856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/571946712280212856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-i-am-running-on-pure-adrenaline.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-4797536059772371297</id><published>2009-01-09T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:58:45.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been busy for the last week, 3 meetings in 1 week! what a record!&lt;br /&gt;fundraising;with shoo wan;1st meeting with participants....&lt;br /&gt;and i am getting back the feeling of being super tired and exhausted by saturday night from dreams5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the 1st meeting with participants tmr though. as usual, this project will put people who will not have otherwise met one another/notice each other at school together. i am waiting to see what kind of chemistry will be on tmr.hehe. to make things better, yingjie,chinhow and mingxuan will be on board too! HAHHA.so coincidently, 1 person each from Poiseden, Zeus and Morrigan! but now they are the seniors, sec 3s already.OMG! doesn't seem so long ago that they were sec 1, i can actually remember it quite clearly in my head. but because of dreams5, i am friends with them now...so...i have no idea how i will relate to them in this project. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transiting from a mere participant to a assistant project director[LOL,make me sound so big] is kinda a big....hmm...learning experience. but i think that will put me in a better position to know how the participants feel. and now i know how fred and lionel felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wish i was under the publication committee at some point last year! cos it is the only area now that is applicable to project linking MINDS this year. so yes, ADDIE,SIONGHUI, CHINHOW, MINGXUAN...HELP!!! or maybe i should jz put those 2 into the publication this year.HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4797536059772371297?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4797536059772371297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4797536059772371297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4797536059772371297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4797536059772371297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/01/been-busy-for-last-week-3-meetings-in-1.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6146160285580475278</id><published>2009-01-01T02:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T02:12:57.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YEAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;LOVELY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;3&lt;/span&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/9307952-6146160285580475278?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6146160285580475278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=6146160285580475278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6146160285580475278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6146160285580475278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009-lovely-people-3.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-429358002143015930</id><published>2008-12-30T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T02:05:06.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been going out for the past 4 days and doing MINDS stuff, hence this late entry XD&lt;br /&gt;MINDS and DREAMS5 similarity..the number 12, for now.how strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th was spent with rebekah, went to town and it was super crowded(like everyone in singapore was in orchard, that kind of crowded), to the point where my bus took 20mins from newton mrt to far east plaza, the jam that day can be compared to jakarta's traffic. 1 word, macat! went to eat lunch and went to watch angus, thongs and snogging at shaw center( which was having a private sale on that day, making that place a pool of human concentration). the movie was surprising good  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with some studying course(which was super lame, btw) friends, minghong and joanna on the 27th. haven't seen them in 2 years, i think.HAHAH. we only got in touch recently. anw, aloysious, you are so dead man.HAHA.you better meet up with us next year. we went to cine to eat lunch and watch twilight. the movie was ok-ish,frankly. and because i've been living a rock, so i havent read any of the books(even though i think i have them at home) so don't see any of the hype. After the movie, went off to centerpoint for shopping to look for joanna's stuff and after she left, minghong and i stayed there till around 5+ to window-shop the bookstore and the music store.when we were going home, i saw yifang and her bf! what a nice coincidence man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th, went out with edith,jie and da. went to east coast park and......played UNO cards. HAHAH.i am serious. ECP was seriously crowded, there were tents and hammocks and people EVERYWHERE! like how orchard was like on the 26th.OMG! should have gone with our original place, sentosa man.so we went further off and played UNO on the bench for a few hours. at around 5ish, we got hungry, so we went to mc cafe to eat and play more UNO. to my shock and horror, i saw ms chew! truly unbelievable, i go all the way to east coast and i see a mf teacher. this jz shows that singapore is way tooo small. after east coast, edith and i went to eat dinner at the sushi place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with xinyi yesterday, back to ECP yet again. and then we realized that we were in ECP on the 28th too. but we didn't bump into each other(she said she saw edith and jie). but this time, we cycled all the way to the bedok jetty area. haven't cycled in ages, so was abit rusty. this time, the beach also was much much much quieter, as compared to sunday. which was, as far as i am concerned, bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ends my report.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009, looks like an exciting year.for so many reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-429358002143015930?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/429358002143015930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=429358002143015930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/429358002143015930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/429358002143015930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/12/been-going-out-for-past-4-days-and.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-5201827693691385019</id><published>2008-12-25T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T03:03:45.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday's meeting was quite an eventful event. to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;for once, we held it at an alternative place, besides SSA and MF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 xiangjie though that SSA was open till 7pm so edith and i happily went there at 1:30pm and the guy from the scouts shop said that they were closed-at 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 so we went to bishan CC to look around for the study area and ended up having the meeting "below" edith's house. man. that place had scary man, noisy construction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 amist the noise, kelvin, xj,edith and i debated furiously over file/booklet. file won in the end. and kelvin nagged at xj over the dates.so, participants, if you don't like the file, please put the blame on kelvin leong.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 for the 2nd time, i had my meeting at bishan CC DOME cafe( the 1st time it was with andreas, before the PNA briefing). when lester came and brought us there.we had mocha latte, coffee, hot chocolate and smoothie. and lester treated us.THANK YOU! =D. YCM/YDF proposals were treated into further details.which left me confused-sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 for the FIRST TIME, meeting ended early. and action plan with timeline, mindmap and proposals to appear by the next meeting, although, sadly, not by magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;EVERYONE&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/9307952-5201827693691385019?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/5201827693691385019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=5201827693691385019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5201827693691385019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5201827693691385019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterdays-meeting-was-quite-eventful.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-5485972802488275884</id><published>2008-12-16T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:23:00.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>strange thing is, now, i need recollections of those days, instead of finding ways to forget about them.but i need a trigger memory point.someone,something,some action to bring back the torrent of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, the night i cooked at camp training camp, it reminded me of zeus's special, cos adeline keep on randomly throw things in the indian pot. god, even the names are the same.jz different person.and nobody got the joke.thats the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other things aside, we're back in contact, me and her, i haven't talk to her for 2 years now.but yet, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, i've known her close to 12 years now. 12 years, thats a long time. and i don't know whether she's ignoring me, but she didn't reply my fb wall and the long e-mail that i sent her. now, the ball is in her court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those two things are not related at all. both happened at different lifetimes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,my schedule for december:&lt;br /&gt;17th dec: Camp training dinner and meeting edith for lunch&lt;br /&gt;20th dec: Camp Inspire recce to Cat High and BPS / frances's birthday dinner&lt;br /&gt;21st dec: starbucks with shiyama and sabrina :)&lt;br /&gt;22nd dec: PNA briefing/ YA christmas dinner&lt;br /&gt;24th dec: MINDS EXCO meeting&lt;br /&gt;26th dec: outing with pris, rebekah and yifang :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random note: camp inspire is gonna be great man! survival killing and cooking.HAHAH.can't wait! and playground structure! awesome yo! thinking about it jz makes me happy. even though i though i know the night before the camp and during the camp, i will have a serious lack of sleep. but i won't mind it for prata at 12mn...working with the same people in jan...and edith. i don't know, the feeling at 12mn this jan, made it all worthwhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-5485972802488275884?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/5485972802488275884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=5485972802488275884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5485972802488275884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5485972802488275884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/12/strange-thing-is-now-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-3436938227303334184</id><published>2008-12-14T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:08:29.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>camp training was okay la, nothing much to say about it, frankly. oh! other than i love the campers man! HAHA. i met kathy's junior, Gloria and Regina's sister, Emily.OMG! the only highlight of the whole camp was when i cooked dinner for the YAs on the 2nd day.LOL. dreams skill coming into use :) camping with adeline again was great and got to know Junie and Val better, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the campers were really awesome man, at least most of them. since they were 48 campers to 6 YAs and 2 trainers, they remembered all our names and i tried to remember theirs. Let me remember their names. There are emily, gloria-&gt; the cute campers who eat ALOT!HAHA. then the campers in my patrol, sunflower, joanna, wenhui(crappy girl), joy, zoey, amalina and li xuan.people from other patrols, clara,melissa, nien ping, beatrice, melanie(the amk sec ACL.lol), wen wen, shazana, natalie, jia yan, nelly,lisa, reena. the rest can't remember.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had camp inspire meeting and another of MINDS EXCO meeting. from 10am-7pm, no kidding man. by the time i got home, i was pretty damn exhausted. sunday will be my only rest day until June.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, i am jumping pretty much from YA to rover to YA to rover, pretty double agent. shall not comment much on that, if not i will get some deep shit from both sides.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3436938227303334184?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3436938227303334184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3436938227303334184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3436938227303334184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3436938227303334184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/12/camp-training-was-okay-la-nothing-much.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-1371740882081509559</id><published>2008-12-07T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:10:21.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got back from Jakarta 2 days ago, but haven't really rested yet. Went straight to the guides house the moment the i touch down and stayed there till around 8:30pm to do preparation work for the camp training camp and the YA day, by the time i went home, pretty much half dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the official start of the MINDS project, pretty exciting! :) sorry if i was complaining all day, i think i was feeling kind of cranky and tired. Anyway, the meeting was at MF, usual place and kelvin and stanley was late.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty awkward at first, since all of us didn't know each other very well; i've only worked with edith and xiangjie before.and i kind of know kelvin. don't know hendarto and stanley at all.haha. as a result, xiangjie talked the most at the beginning but we ended up talking and discussing pretty well by the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 2 impromptu meetings after that.lol. 1 of them was with andreas and edith while we were eating char kway teow at the coffee shop across mf and the other was in the middle/after the camp inspire meeting. so it was MINDS meeting part 1,2 and 3.soo funny!  but by the end of it all, everyone's brains really couldn't come up with anymore ideas;too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!before i forget. andreas and i went to guides house to visit them before our camp inspire meeting, i wanted to see kathy but missed her by a few minutes.haha.oh! and i got "conned" by rebecca.LOL.to buy $5 worth of coupon in which i spent on drinks and mrs peter's kua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during our part 1 of the EXCO meeting, stanley became the vice/asst chairman-did "eye power" to force him to take the position.HAHAHA.but he took revenge by not wanting(at first)to help me open my F&amp;amp;N bottle. then hendarto and I became secretaries(this is the "hole" that i can't climb out of-not that i mind).haha. stanley and I are the scouts and guides I/C respectively. kelvin became our treasurer and edith, our liaision I/C.xiangjie is the chairman. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! so many things to write!haha.edith is staying over at my house till tomorrow, from yesterday then i will be off to camp!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-1371740882081509559?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/1371740882081509559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=1371740882081509559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1371740882081509559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1371740882081509559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/12/got-back-from-jakarta-2-days-ago-but.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-8559212134954985078</id><published>2008-11-24T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:30:23.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in truly big trouble. mum suddenly told me that we would be going back on saturday and won't be back till the 8th so that we can celebrate my grandma's birthday over there. and she refuse to let me come back alone cos the air ticket is expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've got the MINDS meeting on the 5th/6th night which i think i must attend no matter what. then YA day on the 6th morning-promised kathy already. No idea when camp briefing is gonna to be but i think should be around next week also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result...my schedule is all messed up.crap.and i don't know how to make it back in time yet have a chance to go back at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I think i screw up my philosophy paper too, economics on wednesday.last paper.finally.last paper! then its FREEDOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-8559212134954985078?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/8559212134954985078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=8559212134954985078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/8559212134954985078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/8559212134954985078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-in-truly-big-trouble.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-1645640930589044606</id><published>2008-11-18T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T02:15:50.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don't want to move away from a place i've grown up in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a place i call home.even though it really isn't(not in my passport anyway).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;actually, i'm really worried about stephy-the rest of us can survive, i want her to spend her primary and secondary school life in SCGS. so that she will grow up in the environment which we can relate to-the singapore school system. however much i complained about it, it is the place that i found my first love-guides among other things. i had-wish i still have a love-hate relationship with the system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;murphy's law had gone to the extreme this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe going back to jakarta from the 26th of nov-before 9th december since i have nothing to do. then last 2 weeks of december maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-1645640930589044606?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/1645640930589044606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=1645640930589044606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1645640930589044606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1645640930589044606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-want-to-move-away-from-place-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-545004364542589619</id><published>2008-11-11T17:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:38:47.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually, come to think about it, we are all after the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;a place where we can escape reality.something that is so magical that is graceful and beautiful in our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;as mouth in OTH put it "if i close my eyes,you could be talking about sports".&lt;br /&gt;with the exception that we express it in different ways.&lt;br /&gt;some find it in the arts, sports, i find that in UG.&lt;br /&gt;you can also call it a calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never though i could see the words "dreams5 handbook" in my e-mails again after last year. as i said, at some point of time, you just stop hoping and move on with your life. nonethless, these people still make you feel emotional. i hope i did though, move on i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269619213851557906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SSFywV8yABI/AAAAAAAAAfM/dsbS9w1BqSQ/s320/Peyton-s-Art-one-tree-hill-37602_600_600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this is why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maths paper sucked today too.eating 6 bitter pills at 1 go almost killed me too(and it will be like that for the next 5 days).and i hate it that my face is in a very bad shape.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 down.3 to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-545004364542589619?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/545004364542589619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=545004364542589619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/545004364542589619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/545004364542589619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/11/actually-come-to-think-about-it-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SSFywV8yABI/AAAAAAAAAfM/dsbS9w1BqSQ/s72-c/Peyton-s-Art-one-tree-hill-37602_600_600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307952.post-3362508131669252125</id><published>2008-11-08T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:42:24.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in an holiday mood...but it's not holiday yet.&lt;br /&gt;at least not for the next 3 weeks.then its FREEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, I don't think so, but i would be doing the things i love so its fine. they will put me in a happy happy mood. :D i can forsee tons of meetings with the "usual" emotional rollarcoaster ride ahead. I am talking about the MINDS project.haha.what were you guys thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to IKEA to study with Edith yesterday, never though i could study there till yesterday since it is not the first place i think of when i want to study outside. Surprisely, it was a not bad place to study, the environment and food is pretty good, even though it is expensive but worth it. While studying/crapping there, we drinks lots of ice lemon tea, to the point where we went to the toilet countless times between 3-7pm. There was some drama at the table behind us, quite scary man.I ate my hot dog and the ice cream too, bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to go back to mf on saturday, no matter what, since i need to pass yanqing her cookies and get the cookies from fongning and i need to pass to lester mine's and addie's dreams5 handbook(how am I gonna get the handbook from her, i really don't know). not to mention, COH. then i will be going off to the airport to study with edith.haha. i study in weird places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, I hope yusheng will organise another BBQ since i missed the June one, i wanna see my boys! and i've got my national camp outing in december too.HAHA.FINALLY! Also, Adeline Koh will be going to the camp training for guides with me, so i don't need to go alone.yay!and i will be seeing her twice.hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3362508131669252125?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3362508131669252125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3362508131669252125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3362508131669252125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3362508131669252125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-in-holiday-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-913397930628562599</id><published>2008-11-02T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:11:43.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been ages since i last blog, mainly cos i accidently crashed/reformatted/lost everything in Frances's laptop(i got into BIG trouble cos of that) and mine is still in repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a late entry on Andreas's party 3 weeks ago. Edith and I arrived there at around 5pm, which was pretty early and weiyi and andreas fetched us from escape to the chalet itself. The highlight was seeing miao,gatsby boy and yingjie!and may and xueying. Edith,the scouts and I mainly kept ourselves busy by playing cards-UNO,cheat and 21 points and eating the buffet.haha.I think the party is a glimpse of what Andreas's wedding will be like cos she invited like 100 people to her party. :D After the party, Gatsby boy,miao,Edith and I went home together.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;offically, school had ended, but exams will be around 2 weeks time.then HOLIDAY!!!! which i can forsee will be very busy. the things that are confirmed are my national camp gathering, MINDS meetings, camp training for guides-3D2N at camp christine! and YA HQ meetings.Tentively will be the MCS gathering with priscilla,rebekah and yifang.Oh! and start working on my NYAA gold.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;thank god i didn't get into SC, if not, really can die from exhaustion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-913397930628562599?l=princess-putri.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-9307952.post-3199073933108226051</id><published>2008-10-23T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:05:30.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is the maths Os paper and since i've been rushing out projects/studying for "mid-term" tests, i'm feeling very unprepared.AND there are still a maths assignment and philosophy journals to rush before paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 word: DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a holiday, i'm in no state of mind to study now.ironically enough, the only time i can study is when i'm watching my drama series at the same time-last 6 episodes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laptop went crazy again, couldn't log back inside after stephanie used it yesterday-remind me to make a password reset key and back ALL my data up in some disc if i can log back inside next time(i really really hope they can repair it).but it's at the sony service center now.can only get back next week....lucky i didn't do most of my philosophy journals yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the brighter note...&lt;br /&gt;i'm soo addicted to "fated to love you"!so gonna buy the DVD =D&lt;br /&gt;and MINDS thing on the 1st of nov!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3199073933108226051?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3199073933108226051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3199073933108226051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3199073933108226051'/><link rel='self' 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got home...&lt;br /&gt;THERE WERE THESE BIG FLYING BLACK ANTS IN MY BAG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and they were IN my papers,jacket and books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EWWWW!!! so freaked out okay.....&lt;br /&gt;now i am NEVER putting hot food in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is tiring, we have tests like literally everyday, and that means staying up till 3-4am to study for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interpersonal tomorrow, economics on friday.please kill me.&lt;br /&gt;and and and the Os maths paper 1 clashes with the due date of my economics project.how wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-7458897394972852697?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/7458897394972852697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>what if i said i just want us to stuck somewhere and for some amount of time, we are stuck with each other so we have no choice but to talk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we don't see each other enough, my dear mf people, since we all graduated and went somewhere, be it poly/jc/ite/anywhere else.and we don't talk enough too. we see each other at events and that's about it. on good days, i pretend i dont miss mf at all, on bad days, its sucks like hell. those 5 years of my life there had been very precious, as i come to realize now. the juniors.the gazillion guides events i wouldn't trade anything for.the school-god, i miss the school. going back for campfires on that basketball court just makes me feel home.the friends i made-after sec school, friends as geninue and real as the ones i made in mf are virtually non-existent which makes me feel incredibly lonely. i don't know how those 8 looong periods in class, why did i take them for granted?sleeping in class, with the hot sun shining on us, the cool rain coming in, the torturous pe session in the hot sun-with awesome mr kwek yelling at us to keep it up. being stuck with 5G for 10 long hours. i secretly like mf at night, it's just soo peaceful and it has that sense of security too.i can name a million more events, some small, some big, yet all significent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technology does helps, but its not the same. msn.e-mails.phone conversations.sometimes it feels soo fake you know. what i would give to see u all face to face again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why, if i were to be stuck somewhere and there is no way to get back-maybe till morning or till someone comes and save us, i would want it to be with my mf people. dreams5.class.guides. people from either one of those categories, doesn't matter.we really don't see each other enough after we graduated.and for some of you, i feel, i am not done yet. and i feel that i didn't have enough time to say goodbye. that graduation day, it just wasn't enough and at that time, it didn't hit me yet. now, it just did. 10 months after everything is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i am evil in saying that i don't give a darn about the people in my school now, but i really don't, because, i think, they haven't changed my life the way you guys did. guides saved me more times than i can remember, it kept me sane. dreams 5, i am speechless, i still can't find the words for it. 1F-5G, they are the reason why i keep coming to class. now i know the difference between the class that loved you and whom you loved back-they may be a majority of guys, but you know, in a heartbeat, that they will protect you and the class that's just not united at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess, what i am saying is, i miss you guys and we need to talk. about the past, present and maybe future.and thank you for being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onetreehill is getting to me man. that show is making me feel soo emotional.but since it is making me write from my heart, shouldn't be a bad thing. i haven't done this in ages.writing poems too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a friend also once said " you looked soo happy in that photograph", that photograph is the photograph you see in mf's hall right now. then i wonder, how has become of that girl?where did she go?i want her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-5161410353328673795?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/5161410353328673795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=5161410353328673795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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marathon at home!!!!!!-fran borrowed the dvd from her friend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wondering...&lt;br /&gt;if the one who holds the power is the one who cares the least(or at least seem to), then no wonder its easier to behave that way and no wonder we are always chasing after people who behave in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, don't know what am I rambling about, feeling kind of lost right now, you know? school isn't exactly what it used to be, no 20 boys to look forward to tease/bully me all day, no letting my guard down in school, no mr ong,selva,ess,yong,balan and guides isn't any easier either, with all that drama. to be frank, in the last couple of months, my sanuctary had turned into a nightmare.but i don't know how to survive without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where i am headed to, all i know is i got to find my way back or at least find a place where I know what I want and i think i have been snapping at people this past week cos of the lost-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I need to find home, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and..i miss them.what's new?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-780761273728054012?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/780761273728054012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=780761273728054012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/780761273728054012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/780761273728054012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/10/been-really-busy-with-school-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6040580368045710808</id><published>2008-10-04T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T03:04:34.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>andreas's sms this morning made my day.the best news since clue 10's campfire. :) i am a happy girl. but a happy girl with tons to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes...THE LIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Philosophy journals-journal checking on monday.&lt;br /&gt;2.Interpersonal communication journals-dued 9th oct(when jay chou's album is coming out, coincidently)&lt;br /&gt;3.Maths-STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;4.Economics-quiz next fri&lt;br /&gt;5.Philosophy-quiz next tues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to wake up at 7am tomorrow, go to be at the NTUC center(I don't even know how to go there.shitte!)by 8:30 then YA branch meeting at 12noon.but its 3:00am and i am still not asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the grand scheme of things, i'm not sure whether going back does help, sure, they keep saying " you guys are the experts" but body language says otherwise. I guess the bottom line is, unless they can guaranteed that "it" wouldn't happen &lt;em&gt;again &lt;/em&gt;and our blood,sweat and tears(and time) is appreciated, the chances of &lt;em&gt;us &lt;/em&gt;being back is way low. so, what do you do? watch the carriage burn away or save it in the nick of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;em&gt;"misadventure of politics"&lt;/em&gt; ...i get caught in it way too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough ranting about it. but damn, it still shows that i still care, as i learn in class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-6040580368045710808?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6040580368045710808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=6040580368045710808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6040580368045710808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6040580368045710808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/10/andreass-sms-this-morning-made-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-625351739727571470</id><published>2008-10-01T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:32:04.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bad hair(and skin)days for these past 2 days :( feeling very uncomfortable man.&lt;br /&gt;anw...i didn't get into SC.and my interpersonal communication teacher was from MCS.yes, you read right, she was from my dearest MCS, out of all the primary schools in the country.HAHA.wonder which year she graduated in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-625351739727571470?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/625351739727571470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=625351739727571470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/625351739727571470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/625351739727571470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/10/bad-hairand-skindays-for-these-past-2.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-3405869875480841567</id><published>2008-09-29T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T01:22:28.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This weekend had been AWESOME! One of those rare great weekends, no kidding, except for that 1 small part on Friday night, but even that had a sliver lining so it was not bad. Friday after school was spent at Edith’s workplace where we ate dinner then went to see doris lim and we were late, we arrived at MF at 8pm, Addie, Andreas, Vivian, Adeline were already there and the bloody principal didn’t turn up, instead Selva, Lee JY, Mdm Ng and the new guides teacher were there. How’s that for sincere huh? Still insisted on Friday night somemore. Anyway, they wanted a sliver for PNA by 2010, DREAMS 8(meaning DREAMS 6 and 7 first), more overseas expeditions, like 04’s Mawai and bring them to places like the Scout’s Jamborees overseas. 1 word-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNREALIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean they didn’t even want to go to Nat camp, what makes her think that they want to go to Jamboree? And sliver? They don’t even want to commit their Saturdays please. And she especially wants me to come back. What the shit. I’m so gonna drag Edith or Addie in with me if I do. I haven’t decided whether I’m coming back or not. I have till the 17th, that’s when CCA restart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp was okay la, the only fun part was Sentosa. And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MET SINGAPOREAN PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(it’s like seeing an oasis in the desert)! Ching, who’s in my group, Sharon, Madeline and Cailing. And Michelle, if you count the leaders, but I didn’t hang out with her la, mostly with the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On the night I came, we played a relay 1st, to get mentos out of the flour, from 2 sides, 1 side had to hop with garbage bags with mentos in their mouth to the other side and the other side had to hop with clothes on to other end. The last person had to wear all the clothes with mentos in his/her mouth and rush to 1 of the leader. HAHA. Clever me volunteered to be the last person, to do the hardest task. Then it was treasure hunt, nothing much to say about it, we got twisties though :) Then bath, then we talked and listened to music till 2-3am. I think that was the highlight of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day was spent waking up super early(actually couldn’t sleep la, maybe it’s a norm for me to can’t sleep during the 1st night or some other reason), eating breakfast with the Singaporean gang(that cereal waffles was good) and stoning/slacking till 11:45am till the bus came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At Sentosa, we went to Tanjong Beach(most probably cos it’s the most ulu beach there) and play some more relay game, which at 1 part, involves 2 guys carrying me from the water to dry ground. Then dog&amp;amp;bone. The last game was like the game I played at the 05 guides training camp, the elves that one. Except it was scissor, paper, stone and their version of it was like clue 10’s scissor, paper, stone. Stone is hand put in a fist position in front of you, scissor, cross your arms in front of you and paper, wide open, fair enough, Lionel’s version is more embarrassing. And the losing team will have to reach some point in the water in order to “survive” the game. At the end, the team with the most people in the wins. KO-ed in the 1st round.LOL.but it was super violent la, 2 guys catch 1 girl and a lot of people got hurt(not me :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was nasi lemak and we went home at around 6-7pm(no cf, why?!? That’s jz soo wrong). Saw Ronald, Ryan and Laura, too tired to entertain them so convinced them that I jz came back from camp and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251121202030143298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SN-66V-HZ0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/8BBOMFA0ptI/s320/n855095200_4452697_7197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the birthday girl, xie yifang! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY(technically, yesterday) was the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;BEST &lt;/span&gt;day, out of the 3 days,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; met up with Rebekah, Yifang and Pris today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251121204157791202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SN-66d5Yu-I/AAAAAAAAAW4/q2CxyCLDEcM/s320/n855095200_4452702_8071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, Rebekah and I were super early, we arrived at Thomson Plaza(we were planning to eat Swenson’s there) at around 12:40-12:45nn, Pris arrived at 1pm and we reminisce, remember MCS people till Yifang came at 1:30(HAHA,we told her to come at 1:30 so that we could have 30mins to plan what to do for her birthday, turn out we took only 2 mins to do that.) I COULDN’T RECOGNISE HER WHEN SHE CAME! Really. Totally different from the Yifang I remembered in p6. She became feminine! With long hair and skirt.haha. The Yifang from my memory is always has her hair tied up and pretty much tomboyish. Rebekah and I went into total shock for a few minutes. Swenson was good! HAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went over to Rebekah’s place, it’s near mediacorp there and it’s &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;! A 2 stories house-in Singapore! We swam, camwhored, watched Step Up 2, ate dinner and camwhored somemore. Her bathroom is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt; too and the most important thing is that it has ample hot water (unlike my house)! Dinner was not bad also :) Oh, and Yifang's mum sent Pris and I to Bishan to go home/take mrt home.thank you! I would love to do this again. Maybe have a sleepover with them in December. And I hope that falls through. &lt;3.&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251121219699107538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SN-67XyuZtI/AAAAAAAAAXA/DtQwMf_Ej_o/s320/n855095200_4452724_2122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251121223302408434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SN-67lN0aPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/wNV7188UUgI/s320/n855095200_4452732_3729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251121227648248658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SN-671Z8q1I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/anv-EiJAMYQ/s320/n855095200_4452737_4540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebekah, Yifang..pics please! And camp people…pictures also please! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3405869875480841567?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3405869875480841567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3405869875480841567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3405869875480841567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3405869875480841567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-weekend-had-been-awesome-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SN-66V-HZ0I/AAAAAAAAAWw/8BBOMFA0ptI/s72-c/n855095200_4452697_7197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307952.post-3818629613759195465</id><published>2008-09-25T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T02:38:03.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still have 4 interpersonal communication journals to do.Not to mention the 6 philosophy journals,microeconomics project and have to pack my camp bag.die.but i will do the journals during the weekend and finish up the econs project tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of tomorrow,will have to skip the 1st 3 hours of camp cos of showdown.apparently that will be when all the fun games be, while I am stuck in a meeting with doris lim and if I manage to go back to school by 9pm, I will be just in time for campfire( i think).saturday will be spent in sentosa.and i really like the way people in UG organize camp :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think sleeping in lati dorm beats sleeping in a air-con classroom anytime, there is this calming effect of being away from civilization(and reality).also a 4D3N camp without needing to pay a single cent in contrast to a 2D1N camp and needing to pay $10.LOL.nat camp still wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, need to finish up the last slide for the presentation.haha.come up with something cos my econs really sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3818629613759195465?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3818629613759195465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3818629613759195465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3818629613759195465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3818629613759195465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-still-have-4-interpersonal.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-4222503067774487820</id><published>2008-09-19T03:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T03:33:43.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got a miracle to announce! I passed my FINITE MATHS TEST! with a 11/20.HAHA. for all the maths geniuses out there(like Hai), this may not seem like a big deal...but I never passed maths in school before! And with a B in Art, my day couldn't get any better :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it does.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247441998254120354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="297" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SNKosf1nHaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YqaUyQLQ24o/s320/image003.jpg" width="334" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, you can start laughing at right about now. this is the election poster-part 2 for SC. And that day I was being extremely UG-patriotic-y to school(and the interview) so I wore my nat camp tee. wearing it makes me wanna break out into song too! like the whalewhale.HAHA. election week next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had to go back to MF today to pay for the NLB library book that dad tore up a year ago so there goes my $25. on the way up near the GO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mr lee jy: Putri! your face is up in the hall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: huh?*ran up to the 2nd floor and into the dark hall and begin frantically searching*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and when I finally found it, this is what I saw along with many other pictures on a loong and big banner circling the hall....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247444063654680498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SNKqkuDel7I/AAAAAAAAAWg/HxSfoIwL528/s320/dreams5_160607_077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;OMG!why couldn't they chose a nicer picture! like our informal one!haha.ok. this is nice(one of rare glam pictures). pretty happy about it,in a way, this is recognition. FINALLY! :) and seeing this picture make me pretty proud of us all over again. my xiaogua(s), of course la! HAHA.and nostalgia for this special bunch of people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh ya! I couldn't find gatsby boy's face with the word "CARE" on it! haha.where is it? I WANNA SEE!and die laughing. he is really poster boy, 1st for scouts, then for mf.lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is what makes mf home.and the sec 4s will have more things to look at during their prelims and Os, not only the president's face.haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss guides too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4222503067774487820?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4222503067774487820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4222503067774487820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4222503067774487820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4222503067774487820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-got-miracle-to-announce-i-passed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SNKosf1nHaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YqaUyQLQ24o/s72-c/image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307952.post-2948973606944191690</id><published>2008-09-16T02:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T03:03:34.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its okay, I guess I have to remodule with bullet train teacher again&lt;br /&gt;note to self: learn mock tests/quizs ONLY! and try to pass all 3 tests + midterm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter side, I got 2 As! English composition and Computer applications! I'm happy about the computer one cos all I did in class was the surf the internet, go on facebook, catch up on journal writing, catch up on essays, watch videos and occassionally listen. where the A come from, I have no idea, must be from the database project bah. but for english, it was staying up till 5am to finish up the compositions, well worth it. 1 more subject to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 weeks had been hectic man, with classes ending at 6-6:30pm then tution afterwards at 7. There is virtually no time to do homework, since tution ends at 9, eat dinner till 10,shower at 11 or so and I will only start work at midnight or 1am. And then there is SC training aka do sai kang(cos we are suppose to be time keepers etc for some sports week) everyday this week. So I will end up sleeping at around 4am. so,sorry if I am online and don't talk to you guys, rushing philosophy's and interpersonal communication's journals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.but I maybe(sneakily)watching the japanese version of hana kimi too.LOL.it's good,kay!welcome distraction.&lt;br /&gt;so is the whalewhale and the juicejuice.the good ole days of camps seems eons away.in need of camp therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, check out lati dorm's blog!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://latidormlovejuice.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://latidormlovejuice.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-2948973606944191690?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/2948973606944191690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=2948973606944191690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2948973606944191690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2948973606944191690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-okay-i-guess-i-have-to-remodule.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-2636540440597469101</id><published>2008-09-10T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:45:31.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit shit shit. I've got F for freaking calculus. and I heard from Vachry and Hai that the bullet train teacher marked it as 80% for an A( its usually 70% for an A for my course) so its about 30% to just pass the module-D/E so with the 80% benchmark he set, we need 40%. damn shit. 10% marks difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE NEED TO PAY $107 TO HAVE IT RECHECKED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.WHAT THE SHIT MAN. Its his fault la. and we need to pay. the damn school really want our money hor.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO DO A REMODULE!!! repeat.NO WAY I AM REMODULING! BULLET TRAIN TEACHER SUCKS LIKE HELL OKAY! not to mention 3 more months of MORE F maths(please kill me).&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and I have no idea how to tell my mum i've got an F, cos in sec school, it was okay to fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my week gets better...&lt;br /&gt;Friday-Microecons test.&lt;br /&gt;Monday-Maths&amp;amp;Philosophy test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have...&lt;br /&gt;5 Philosophy journals to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy is actually quite fun, whats with the "chicken-ness" and yes people, " essence of a chicken"-remind you of that drink, right? Whether the chicken is an egg or a chicken, it's still a chicken. Then there is Socrates, founder of moral philosophy, Plato then Aristotle. Natural Law vs Social Contract. Also, "Allegory of the cave". So people, if you guys are attending Philosophy class, BRING A DICTIONARY! all I can say is chimology chimology chimology.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, by dec, i will be wiser, as said by socrates, "an unexamined life is not worth living".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally random. but I AM NOT GONNA CARE ANYMORE! sompa.and the day will come when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;you know, you and I, we've both come a long way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;from totally enemies to friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;and yes, ms "I don't like boys", i treasure it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but to an untrained eye, we both might as well be back to square 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"People come and people go and we know this happens, yet we get such a shock when it does".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; because thats when the "bubble" burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-2636540440597469101?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/2636540440597469101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=2636540440597469101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2636540440597469101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2636540440597469101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/09/shit-shit-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-9036592685293447891</id><published>2008-09-09T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T02:21:46.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg! charlie.echo.golfballs.hotel.bravo all have their own division blogs!&lt;br /&gt;and charlie,golfballs and echo already had their outings! I am soo envious!&lt;br /&gt;shall we make one,lati dorm? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-9036592685293447891?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/9036592685293447891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=9036592685293447891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/9036592685293447891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/9036592685293447891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/09/omg-charlie.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-7215003326694610847</id><published>2008-09-08T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:13:12.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; MF Scouts Group Campfire 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MF Scouts campfire was da BOMB! Finally seeing Miaomiao, Yingjie, Sionghui, Chinhow, the rest of the dreamers and the MF Rovers was damn awesome man. The icing on the cake was seeing Addie, never did expect her to come. :D You kind of stop hoping for any type of reunion after a period of time, so when you see all of them in 1 place, it’s the closest thing to a dream come true. What’s even nicer was I saw some nat camp people too, 2 from MFNPCC and the rover emcee whose from Serangoon Eagles Scout Group, the xiang something guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hendarto and Lionel were the emcee for the campfire, but Chinhow, Amos and 1 other scout emcee for the 1st part of it(later i learnt from Hazel that it was to drag the time cos the GOH havent arrive yet), with their old man and chicken jokes and Lionel with Hendarto aka“Justice Char Siew Bao” for the rest of the campfire. I never expected Lionel to be the emcee also, mainly cos he doesn’t like to talk, kinda expected Fred. But he was damn lame la, with Hendarto aka “Justice Char Siew Bao”, imagine this scene, the 2 emcees, 1 dress like a magician in all black-Lion-el and another dress like a chinese opera character, that’s Justice Char Siew Bao exploring an underwear(smelling it and all), cos it was suppose to be 1 of the evidence from a murder scene where an ah pu ne ne died(that’s yew choon I think .LOL.). I vaguely remember a few lines, from Lionel, “the murder was committed by the murderer la,who else?”.HAHA.and “wa!every murder scenes must have knife one, okay la, not all,but most, don’t know why also.”. Oh oh and I just remembered, Lester and someone having a dialogue in an Hong Kong accent, omg,that was really really funny. Also, Hazel playing the chao ah lian and dancing to an Indian dance with Mr Gana.HAHAHA. And Yingjie and the rest of the scouts doing backup dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause of ah pu ne ne’s death? Allergy to sotong, because his niece aka chao ah lian feed him some and he rashed to death.HAHAHA.soo lame! This is soo like YA conference’s murder plot, in which the bride had a severe allergic reaction to strawberries and after touching one, she died because of the reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I embarrassed myself at the campfire again,haha, nothing new. That’s why I’ve got such a thick skin.LOL. my dearest alumni sabo-ed me for the “bird, stone and paper” game. The bird is the scissors, where we have to put 1 leg up and flap our arms, stone is the mummy position, put our arms in a cross on our chest and paper is spreading our arms out and shaking it. I managed by some miracle to pull myself into the finals, me against this scouts guy. And I lost to him. HAHA. But it was fun. Oh yes, the guides(my girls) shouted at me , “Jiayou Putri Ma’am” during the game. I am not shocked, I just don’t know whether to feel happy or to suspect whether they are just trying to act it out in front of everybody. Since you can’t just ignore the elephant in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet MF Scouts Group gave us a souvenir, and I took it home! It says down there “Crime Scene. Do not cross.Mayflower Guides Alumni”. Also, long after the campfire ended, we went to explore the Guides Room/Scout’s Den/MF storage room and &lt;strong&gt;IT WAS DAMN CLEAN AND YOU CAN ACTUALLY WALK IN IT.&lt;/strong&gt; That’s saying something cos the room is usually so packed with stuff that you can barely walk in it and now, I think playing a game of RISK there should be no problem. Miao and the rest of the guys actually held their PLC meeting there once. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU FOR CLEANING IT UP SCOUTS&lt;/span&gt;! And outside the room it says “Scouts/Guides Den”, I suspect it was made by L.L.HAHA. Damn cool la. But the room will always be a hazard. LOL. What’s with our kerosene and stuff. That’s the way I like it. If not, it wouldn’t be Guides Room/Scout’s Den le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Another highlight was seeing Kelvin cook/deep fry.HAHA.should have taken a picture of it. He was like “I’ve got an A1 in home econ okay!” and Andreas’s reply was, “Ya, A1 in theory, I think you were on MC the day of the practical”.LOL. So lame! He was frying chicken wings, nuggets, sotong balls and sausages and poor Miaomiao was his sai kang, sticking up everything. MF Scouts and Rovers really are great entertainment, that was what made DREAMS 5 soo fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to MF was really great too, I miss the feeling of the school, the comfort of it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have this gut feeling that I don’t really care about SC. If I am in, then I am in, if not, then okay lor. There is no intense burning love for it, you know? And since I am running against 4 experienced soon-to-be-ex SC members, my chances are even lower. 12/20+ people will get in. 3 CSULB people are running. Pretty damn low.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-7215003326694610847?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/7215003326694610847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=7215003326694610847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7215003326694610847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7215003326694610847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/09/clue-10-mf-scouts-group-campfire-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6816924254457508592</id><published>2008-09-03T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T01:27:21.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SL10p9Or8qI/AAAAAAAAAVY/n6QgLuGTXdw/s1600-h/IMG_1812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241473805488747170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SL10p9Or8qI/AAAAAAAAAVY/n6QgLuGTXdw/s320/IMG_1812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Edith Chua Qin Shi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;18TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA. you finally become "old" already, but don't worry la, you are not an auntie. thank you for being there for me these past 5 years, my fellow secretary and gossip partner, who somehow or another always manage to sneak out of drill sessions and not get scolding from yanqing.HAHA.speaking of drill, you were a good commander.LOL. Also, thank you for listening to me, whenever I rant/rave about something,especially about Nat Camp and Dreams5. And also for being my most awesome spur-of-the-moment friend, going to campfires and the likes at the last minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And even though I suan you about it all the time, I am very thankful that you chose secretary over commander 3 years ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVE YOU!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-6816924254457508592?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6816924254457508592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=6816924254457508592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6816924254457508592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6816924254457508592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/09/edith-chua-qin-shi-happy-18th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SL10p9Or8qI/AAAAAAAAAVY/n6QgLuGTXdw/s72-c/IMG_1812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307952.post-3995980637368856800</id><published>2008-09-02T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:46:44.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mum is driving me nuts these few days, it’s like she scolds me over every LITTLE THING and she don’t want to give me my pocket money and pay my school fees cos she said that she haven’t have that “talk” with me. Her scolding also involves insulting of guides, it’s like she says that I have AP(attitude problem) because of what I learnt in guides(or somewhere along that line). Not going out with her means that I don’t respect her, in her eyes. It is like so ridiculous la, the scolding and everything else. And I happen to NEED my textbooks, god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the “talk”, more like lecturing to me and trying to get the PC(politically correct) answers out of me involves me writing me how much(of a percentage) is guides, school and playing on the internet/computer important to me and the purpose of doing them. School is fine, the rest is like WHAT? I mean, I can’t explain guides to anyone(unless the “anyone” is also in a UG then it’s fine), much less state it’s purpose. There are no whys and purposes of me being in guides, it’s just passion, plain and simple. And what else do you do when you are on the internet, do research, chat, some discuss things on MSN, right? Oh yes, and she’s saying that my tution teachers are complaining that I am not doing their homework. FYI: I have school and tution homework and the occasional guides stuff, I am not a robot, you know? I HAPPEN TO NEED A LIFE! She’s beginning to sound like doris lim man. And my outside tution teacher is asking me(expecting, rather) to not go out anymore and do maths everyday, also when I tell her that I have school everyday(morning and afternoon classes), she said “Huh, then how to do maths?”, I don’t know, you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of doris lim, she kept mine's,addie's and dennis's dreams certificate with her, cos the scouts and lianyi got theirs already. if she's keeping it cos of the "scandal", to make sure that addie and I have to see the smirk in her eyes to get it, then I think it's downright petty cos dreams5 and that are 2 different things that happened a year apart, for god sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wrote school 70% important, guides 25% and internet 5%, that’s the PC answer, of course, if I have it my way, it would be school 50%, guides 45% and internet 5%. My mum loves to attack guides and dreams5, if my schoolwork is not good, it’s their fault, if I have AP in her eyes, it’s also their fault. I mean, wtf la. You can't go around insulting things you never in your life tried before, that's just so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had been opposing guides since the moment I entered the committee, I remember when I had COH on Saturdays morning at the Guides HQ, she was not happy, because “ I will wake up at 7:30am for them but not for her”, also when Edith and I were up at night doing proposals and things like that, she will be like “stop playing on the internet la, go to sleep!”. Also, when I used to go back to MFSS for meetings, she will be “do you really need to go back every week, can’t they survive without you?” and for other school’s campfires, she will be like “It’s not MF’s campfire, so why is there a need for you?” For Nat camp appreciation dinner, she was like “can’t you not go?”, my reply was “no, my name is already there.” And she didn’t even send me off for DREAMS 5, my family was in Bali.I mean, it’s soo ARGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!  So much for supportive family, the only thing they are is getting in the way of my dreams, they are my every difficult obstacles and the last people I will look for support. Cos if you haven’t been supportive from the beginning, I don’t see why I should let you in when I "made it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the end of the day, it’s about giving up guides and doing what she wants,right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough luck, that will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER HAPPEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she’s happy with me joining SC, I am soo gonna screw up the interview and join YAC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learnt not to do things on logic, because if I have done things on logic, DREAMS 5 would never had happened, and so far, it’s the best thing that had happened to me in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ranting but I can’t control my anger anymore, and I do not get angry easily, that’s how much she agitates me by touching guides and dreams5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3995980637368856800?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3995980637368856800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3995980637368856800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3995980637368856800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3995980637368856800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/09/mum-is-driving-me-nuts-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-2934843924593169483</id><published>2008-08-31T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:10:37.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday had been a good-almost-to-awesome day with my alumni + Weiyi and her cousin. As predicted, the usual gang of alumni DID really come. The rest, except for MFGG campfire, they won’t turn up one la.And I’ve got a miracle to announce: Andreas Neo actually &lt;strong&gt;CAME ON TIME&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday. While the rest of us were late for a change, so she went off to Sentosa first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to Siloso Beach, Edith and I were frantically trying to get hold of our dear seniors, but Andreas and Weiyi weren’t picking up their handphones, our smart seniors told us Siloso Beach, but didn’t tell us which part of Siloso Beach.LOL. So we ended up walking around like idiots trying to find them. HAHA.and when we FINALLY found them, the volleyball court that they had “booked”, was drawn by them. It was pretty cute. We though we had to search through a wade of people to find them, but there were in front. And I would later learn that chuaqinshi couldn’t recognize Weiyi.OMG! But to be fair, she cut her hair short since the June training camp and both of them were sporting those sailing-type of sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we played volleyball till around 12-12:30,and I took a lot of candid shots with chuaqinshi’s camera while Andreas,Weiyi, Weiyi’s cousin  and her were playing( think unglam pictures) and I think I spend half the time sitting under the shade of the tree taking pictures, while Andreas,Weiyi and Edith played(but I did play). After that, they took a loooong time to bath so while they bath, I people watched and did my nomination form thing, and guess who I spotted? Felicia! My PL when I was in sec 2! But we haven’t seen each other since the 2006 MFGG campfire, so there is no way she could recognize me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went off to eat lunch at Palawan Beach, at the food court and went to the bridge, and since part of the DREAMS 5 preparation camp happened at Palawan Beach, Andreas and I reminisce about the dunking of the ELs, I think it was Fred, Andreas then followed by Lionel in that order.LOL. And I still stand by that playing powerball on the beach is still the best. While waiting for the tram back to Siloso beach, I told them about Nat camp and how my station works and repeated Topshop’s famous instructions. Oh! And they couldn’t get the “Whale!Whale” cheer.so sad. Btw, Andreas admitted that MFGG had been very drama from her batch onwards, BUT BUT, she claims that it was from May, not from her.HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the best part of the day, we went to play the luge! On the skyride up, my evil seniors made me sit with Adeline and Edith while they laughed away at the back. The best part being that while riding on the luge, it started raining and halfway through the course, it got really heavy, and it was pretty shuang, riding down the hill at top speed and getting thoroughly soaked. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the finale, we went to J8 to eat dinner and caught Wall-E for the 8.40 show. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in total I think I spent 13+ hours with my alumni? HAHA.NICE! I wanna do that for Nat camp gathering also! Meanwhile,MF Scouts campfire next week!Can go kajiao Miao, Gatsby boy, Yingjie, Chinhow,  Hazel, Snirky, Kelvin, Fred and Lionel le.YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-2934843924593169483?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/2934843924593169483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=2934843924593169483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2934843924593169483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2934843924593169483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterday-had-been-good-almost-to.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-2887047498865049718</id><published>2008-08-29T01:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:33:25.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;National camp appreciation dinner was not bad, thank god quite a number of people I know went, SJAB turned up in almost full force(Lina missing),GB completely went MIA, Guides had Hawa,Eug,Adeline,Xinhui,Goh Phing,Valerie and Seow Keow and I(Pamela,Laoda and Topshop couldn't make it), NP logistic side had Banu, our juice girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The highlight of the dinner was crapping around with them again. the cedar entertainment center this time round, turned up with cedar full u! almost all the guides were underdressed.HAHA.as compared to other UG, some who turn up in dress,suit and such. Oh!and the slideshow which featured all the activities :) Every time we spotted our activities and/or faces, we started screaming.LOL. I remember 1 particular picture where our fosball game was at it's most violent(and peak)and you could see Banu kicking the ball with such jest that her foot was in the air and the 3 of us laughing in the background. Also, where the ball hit one guy's "fatherhood"(for the full story, go to topshop's blog.haha) and everyone was laughing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Not to mention the fact that Banu and I were hyperventilating when we saw our pictures. So did Eug,Adeline,Hawa and the rest of them :D The food was okok la, it was the buffet type of dinner, not the wedding dinner type of dinner so we all just sat around casually and talk/camwhore/attempting to throw people into the swimming pool(Banu ONLY.with her Judo black belt.haha.she self-proclaimed it).BUT BUT Hawa and Eug accidentally kapok food from the VIP buffet, hilarous cos they didnt realise it.And they attempted a little matchmaking with this NP guy who was Bravo's instructor to none other then yours truly(somehow, they were convinced that I like him and taking the trustwalk pictures from him was a way to get his number.those guys...wild imagination man). Yes, chuaqinshi, it was almost like ccw again. Guides are really professional matchmakers, its almost scary.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Lati dorm really went crazy yesterday night. must be all the excitment of seeing each other again after 2 weeks.HAHA. as a proof that we really went crazy, we shouted the "WHALE!WHALE!" cheer before going home-with a whole lot of people looking at us. Apparently, the BB "yellow shirt guy" told everyone that there will be a "concert". But it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Looking at the pictures of the campers&amp;amp;instructors on the last day really broke my heart though, there were pictures of them crying and all and it almost made me go emo. It had that lester-last-dreams5-meeting vibes.omg.scary man.I remembered at that moment, it got me reminded that this dinner was in a way like the emo last meeting, Addie wasn't there, and at that dinner, Laoda and Topshop weren't there either. I guess it just didn't feel &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt;. Although it wasn't their fault that they didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In conclusion, I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; MISS MY LATI DORM NATIONAL CAMP 2008 DORM MATES&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;MFGG Alumni outing to sentosa tomorrow :D On the agenda will be beach volleyball,luge,lunch and dinner. As expected, the usual gang will be coming(sometimes, this gets me wondering why we send out 30+ e-mails only to have the usual people replying back). Andreas.Peiwen.Edith.Weiyi and me.I think. Will have to lay down red carpet for Empress Andreas tomorrow morning at Habourfront MRT. She will have a zillion stops to make before going to the MRT, so its a sure thing she will be late.HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today is Teacher's day, but I didn't go back to Mayflowersecondaryschool cos I had class till 5pm but I wanted to soo badly! During lunch, I saw a whole bunch of JC people going back to their alma mater(s) and at that time, I almost had the temptation to pon interpersonal communication and chiong back to MFSS...BUT BUT MFSS closed at 11am.sheeh. But seeing those people meeting up with their secondary school mates made me miss Lam and the rest of the guys that I had grown up with soo badly! And my fellow dreamers. Thank god for MF Scouts campfire.haha.can see those xiao gua(s) then =D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;btw...SC or YAC?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-2887047498865049718?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/2887047498865049718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=2887047498865049718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2887047498865049718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2887047498865049718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-camp-appreciation-dinner-was.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-7672020625500954812</id><published>2008-08-25T23:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T00:49:32.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaders</title><content type='html'>While I was showering, I got reminded of Lester's "leader" post, the one after he posted after the prep camp. quoting him &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"as for what andreas mentioned "camp faciliators more tiring than participants..".&lt;strong&gt; Welcome to the world of leaders. When I was younger, I always though that being a leader was really easy...just stand around and give some instructions, shout a little, punish the clowns and that it. Its only after you become a committed one do you realise that this isn't the case&lt;/strong&gt;-I shall not elaborate more but when you participants become one you would know :-)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these words are coming back to haunt me now, especially after all that drama. and they are indeed very wise words as I come to realise. Actually, he said/wrote/drew(he doodled on my handbook) some very wise words/pictures during that time. committed leaders use their hearts to lead as well, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quoted from a leader who happens to be my mentor, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Along the way, I might have been disheartened or disappointed by certain issues, but seeing my girls grow, from a timid, introvert Sec 1 girl to a loud, cheerful young lady has truly gave me a great sense of satisfaction. In each girl, I see a reflection of my younger self. In each girl, I see the potential of a full-grown butterfly. From the day I went back to serve, I knew very clearly that all my butterflies would leave me one day. All I asked for is a chance to protect them during their cocoon days and teach them how to fly."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt during these few months that that's all it really matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also the side of a leader the girls don't get to see... "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I knew I had to be strong. I knew I had to be independent. I knew I had to make decisions. I knew I would be lonely at times. I knew I would be frustrated at times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;." and "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being a leader of MFGG is a lonely affair, without any support, or anyone to discuss matters with. It takes a lot of courage to be in this position. And of course, PASSION for Guiding.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually by now, should be pretty obvious who it is. She wrote a very long entry on it quite some time ago. Anw, the people that I quoted from, have lots of experience in that field, have alot to learn from them =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also inspiration at it's best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for atikah's prince william e-mail.I dug it up :) the exact quote is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"anyway atikah got in to being the road marshall for welcoming the royal couples!!!prince william is mine!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-7672020625500954812?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/7672020625500954812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=7672020625500954812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7672020625500954812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7672020625500954812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/leaders.html' title='Leaders'/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6638719954733649495</id><published>2008-08-25T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:04:19.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;More&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;National&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Camp&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SLGTHm78LHI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dpzvu1Ymx0E/s1600-h/IMG_2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238129600528919666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SLGTHm78LHI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dpzvu1Ymx0E/s320/IMG_2547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;xinhui,adeline,eugenia and I promoting national camp 08 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SLGTH_j4SDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/CVImd-ePCpQ/s1600-h/IMG_2560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238129607138887730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SLGTH_j4SDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/CVImd-ePCpQ/s320/IMG_2560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is a pretty typical scene at night, us playing cards.but i didnt even realized she took the picture though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SLGTIeeNdEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/X-Y6HXz5YW0/s1600-h/IMG_2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238129615436608578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SLGTIeeNdEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/X-Y6HXz5YW0/s320/IMG_2585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; YAs of Nat Camp o8 ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SLGTImEnnII/AAAAAAAAAVI/XCxU--865cA/s1600-h/IMG_2588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238129617476754562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SLGTImEnnII/AAAAAAAAAVI/XCxU--865cA/s320/IMG_2588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; this time...add in GB-Judy + Angela + Shi Hui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SLGTJEX0RqI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ttbEvHNF4ro/s1600-h/IMG_2594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238129625610340002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SLGTJEX0RqI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ttbEvHNF4ro/s320/IMG_2594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; campfire night, you can feel we were all so high,right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-6638719954733649495?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6638719954733649495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=6638719954733649495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6638719954733649495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6638719954733649495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-national-camp-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SLGTHm78LHI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dpzvu1Ymx0E/s72-c/IMG_2547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307952.post-8446964469656735656</id><published>2008-08-24T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:47:39.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Putri: oh yes..give your orders to me before the coming thursday night.thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1 second ago&lt;br /&gt;116.14.9.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Putri: okay guys.another important issue.GUIDES COOKIES!!there will not be any macademian nut cookies this year.but the choco mint&amp;amp;cream are still on sale. at the usual price of $10 per tin. anw..if you guys wanna buy, please pass your orders to me.i will give it to the girls and/or my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the mfgg webby spammer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MFYA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;secretary 05/06,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Putri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1 second ago&lt;br /&gt;116.14.9.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Putri: Sorry..forgot something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Date:6th september 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time: 7-9 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Venue:MFSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Attire:Casual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;121.7.154.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Putri: haha.okok.i realized im spamming this "guestbook" but i dont care.HAHAHA.anw..important things to tell to you people, since this is officially MF Guides alumni webbie..so..listen up.MF Scouts Group had kindly invited all MFGG Alumni to attend their annual campfire-they have even set up a unit esp for us!so people sec 4&amp;amp;above, please go! then we can have our little reunion there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;121.7.154.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;putri: btw...i jz realised that this is like mfguides' archives, well...at least for my batch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago&lt;br /&gt;121.7.249.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;putri: keeping this thing alive.and how i know abt the webby?i got my sources-google la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days ago&lt;br /&gt;121.7.249.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;putri: nope.havent died yet.im still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days ago&lt;br /&gt;121.7.249.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;putri: so..this is offically the alumni's website?lol.jiayi...how come never tell us abt the new guides webby?btw,alumni, if you guys wanna visit the guides' blog, its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mayflower-girlguides.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://mayflower-girlguides.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days ago&lt;br /&gt;121.7.249.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am spamming the guides web...so it's still alive :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-8446964469656735656?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/8446964469656735656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=8446964469656735656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/8446964469656735656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/8446964469656735656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/putri-oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-4735465252968639934</id><published>2008-08-24T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T14:31:46.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realized that mfguides is quite drama.HAHA.must be all the drama club people that passed through our doors in these 5 years or so.and taihou was a going-to-be-in-drama-club person but it fall when she was in sec 1 so she ended up joining guides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and national camp appreciation dinner on thursday! :) i hope i can go though cos we MUST reply by sunday,23rd Aug(I have no idea about this...since when was today a 23rd?) and I only received the e-mail from Laoda at around 2am(so literally this morning) cos they sent it to &lt;a href="mailto:utriwin@hotmail.com"&gt;utriwin@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;, apparently, my e-mail address changed somewhere along the way too.LOL. I'm joking.but for humour sake, it was like those "10" and "3" days,but never quite hitting "9".and i jz received the pictures from eug!! will send it to you guys asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. thank god andreas aka taihou likes to be formal if not I would have lost like about 30+ proposals. edith says that I am like a kid in a candy shop over the proposals, but when I came across the 2005 training camp proposal, how not to be happy?yea,its like gem to me.LOL. also, I came across an old post which goes something like &lt;strong&gt;"Atikah is going to meet the royal family! she is gonna marry Prince William!"&lt;/strong&gt; while searching for pictures in my blog and it was in one of the e-mails that atikah sent eons ago for some guides stuff. I found that super hilarous man. will dig the real quote out someday.ah.yes.i'm easily entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.the rain these days...and gatsby boy commenting about straw hats in his msn nick...and downloading the dreams5 pictures yesterday&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(which reminds me...Taihou,can you send me the recce, our saturday meetings at SSA and our homestay pictures?also the pictures that you took yourself-like the one with me,addie and lianyi?And I jz remembered, St.gab 2006 campfire with all the alumni, if you have.haha.thank you in advance. =D)&lt;/span&gt;. I can't believe I found myself commenting and laughing at those pictures-to myself.those pictures also remind me of how much I've forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4735465252968639934?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4735465252968639934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4735465252968639934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4735465252968639934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4735465252968639934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-realized-that-mfguides-is-quite-drama.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-4491806978853024160</id><published>2008-08-22T18:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:10:28.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I’m gonna get my laptop back tomorrow! Now I don’t have to steal Frances’s laptop anymore. And in the midst of daydreaming on the bus back home today, I realised that I also lost gatsby boy’s gu niang pictures that we took while fooling around in the guides room/scouts’ den while preparing last minute logistics for dreams5. Now come to think about it now, farewell 05 pictures + presentation too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And Sentosa on the 30th with the usual gang of alumni,MF Scouts campfire on the 6th of September, also on the cards is going back alma mater(s) on the 29th for Teachers’ day! I wanna see Mr Ong, Balan, Prem and Mdm Khoo. But I have class till 5pm on that day.shite! Not to mention running from Tiong Bahur to Bishan/AMK. And somewhere in between there is showdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oyster sauce, where arth thou, oyster sauce, I have great memories with oyster sauce(oyster sauce king baby!),and milo and teh peng. And cement and sand and long solitude walks/PIC sessions.Oh! and green paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I think I am the kind of person who really need to do sai kang to have the memories lodge permanently inside my brains. That’s why I only recall the campers’ reply to the debrief sessions now. Their classic reply will be “teamwork” and my reply would be “team building of course need team work la. There are 3 Cs”. Then they will start guessing and for 1 group, it even got to the point of hangman.HAHAHA. And speaking of national camp, I also recall how the campers started calling us “ma’ams” after Kathy scolded them (for doing too many “high-balls”). Oh, and the 3 of us sitting on the ropes, the middle one being the favourite. Can literally use it as swing man, it was that strong! And one of the ropes broke in the middle of the game so we had to use the long guides blue rope to replace it afterwards (wanted to learn how to tie it but never got round to learning it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And Shi Hui coming in during the last day and we played a little game of GG vs GB-none of us won,btw.And I jz remembered a moment ago, Zhiling,Laoda, Topshop,Judy,Yiteng and I went off to play Archery after our last group on the last day-that is after seeing "Juilet" getting soaking wet after Hawa,Pam,Judy,Xinhui and the GG chaperons pouring water all over them!HAHA.and Hawa trying to hug us afterwards.LOL.Oh, and me trying to spot any mf people in any groups and turn out all but 1 recognise me! Didn’t know I was THAT famous in mf man. Also, one camper remembered me from YA conference! OMG! And cute little boy! His name is Benedict Chia-which I later learn at the campfire, from Foxtrot! And when we wanted volunteers to come out to be the ball-pickers/defenders, Angela said something like “the cutest boy from each team come out”, he was blushing when he came out. SOO CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh yes, and by the time the first few teams finished, we established a guarding system, to have a person at every side of the pillar (so as to have minimum chances of the ball rolling down the cliff). Banu coming in as the top scorer for every team she was in so Angela passed the ball to the other team and Banu ALWAYS being one of the violent strikers.LOL. which, in turn, always got nagged by Laoda to be less violent-I found that very funny.I love my station masters' banter. The icing on the cake was that we took even more pictures with the campers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh yes, our balls storage area(the cupboard box) ended up as a trash bag in the end of every game with paper aeroplanes inside. And when the ball ran down the cliff the 2nd time, and when I ran down the cliff to get it, it reminds me of how unfit I am. Also, Banu getting it the first time round and Zhiling always helping to catch the ball before it fall down the cliff.HAHAHA. My station provide great entertainment, I know =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Games aside, its flooding toilet(taking reference from Topshop’s blog), not 1 of the best showers that I ever had but... showering on the 3rd day was the ultimate shuang-ness. Full blast and clean bathroom J.Banu sleeping on my bed, in our dorm on the 3rd night while I slept on the safari bed(it was super comfortable man) and the next morning, everyone didn’t wake up till 6:45am cos we were too dead asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And almost went with Adeline, Eugenia, Topshop ,Maisarah, Xinhui and her friends to go supposedly night cycling but ended up staying in and eating supper,playing cheat(and teaching the SJAB how to play),talking and bathing with Hawa,Kathy and Pamela while waiting for them to come back. Personally, I think I made the right choice that night. Adeline and Eugenia coming back from lunch and dinner on day 1-4 with extra juices until the NP logistics people know that its GG or GB asking for extra juice even without us saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Learning Flea Fly footdrill and 5BX from Banu while being i/c of the foosball station. Couldn’t fall asleep on the 2nd night,and ended up talking with Hawa, Kathy, Angela and Adeline. Playing the shooting game with SJAB, Kathy,Hawa and Angela before the campfire started and afterwards, going with Laoda to the Red Cross to bandage her toe and laughing at how big the bandage is. Also, hopping back to the dorm and changing in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Back to the games, laying out hola hoops obstacles with Adeline and making them cross a very big hole. Reminding the campers to “tell the person in front of you what you just did” and to pass down the message. Taking pictures with the blindfolded campers and their instructors with Angela and Adeline. Making life difficult for the leaders in the trail, also, making the campers in the subsequent groups put on wet(cos of sweat) garbage bags blindfolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taking glasses from the campers at the start of the trail and at the last group, losing 1 pink spectacles(feel quite guilty about it) at the end of it, also, going on 2 spectacle hunts in the trail. Making the campers squeeze through the web that Angela and I made, seeing that they had 20 people, it either had to go through the BIG hole or under it. Speaking of which, the campers tried to do the limbo when they saw the ropes at the foosball station and they loved touching the middle rope during briefing/before the game starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And then back to camp, before everyone came, xinhui and I went for a long hike around Pulau Ubin where we came across a haunted house, picking up seashells, talking with a local kid, also at the campsite, cooking and eating lunch the UG way, which is cooking it in a messtin and cooking it using solid fuels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eating dinner with Eugenia and Adeline the same way and later that night, the 3 of them TRIED to do their homework but we ended up camwhoring outside our dorm with Eugenia’s camera. Awaking up in the middle of the night to a doorbell ringing constantly and being scared stiff of it so I ended up sleeping on the mattress near the door next to Adeline. The next morning, the 4 of us did “room service” simply because we had nothing better to do, putting the mattresses and blankets on the beds and putting the pillow covers on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Last one, last night, campfire. We went over to the foxtrot side to be their cheer leaders, heard quite alot of weird cheers and kept on thinking that the speed was way too slooow. Cheering foxtrot wildly, singing and dancing the night away with dorm mates, cheering with foxtrot their whale whale cheer and lastly, taking pictures with foxtrot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;After campfire, ate supper with Hawa, Kathy, Eugenia and Adeline and in the midst of it all, stopping the campers who were going back to their dorm to hear more cheers, also, before getting on the van home, taking the last of the precious(frozen) juice from Banu and on the van back, realising that Eugenia left her ipod behind at camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Typing them out while the memories are still fresh in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;“But what minutes! Count them by sensation, and not by calendars, and each moment is a day”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-Benjamin Disraeli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lionel &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hazel&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cya on the 6th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-4491806978853024160?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/4491806978853024160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=4491806978853024160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4491806978853024160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/4491806978853024160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-gonna-get-my-laptop-back-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-3976917459530075940</id><published>2008-08-20T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T17:02:23.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Got a package full of wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;A time machine, a magic wand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;A globe made out of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="kLink" oncontextmenu="return false;" id="KonaLink0" onmouseover="adlinkMouseOver(event,this,0);" style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick="adlinkMouseClick(event,this,0);" onmouseout="adlinkMouseOut(event,this,0);" href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/five-for-fighting-world-lyrics.html#" target="_top"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;No instructions or commandments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Laws of gravity or indecisions to uphold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Printed on the box I see 'Acme's Build a World to Be'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Take a chance, grab a piece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Help me to believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-world,five for fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the reality that the world has to offer, i would really like a time machine.&lt;br /&gt;to go-national camp 08,dreams5 07,camp FLAG&amp;amp;training camp 05,speech day 04.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats wishful dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3976917459530075940?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3976917459530075940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3976917459530075940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3976917459530075940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3976917459530075940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/got-package-full-of-wishes-time-machine.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-2633794024347386926</id><published>2008-08-19T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T16:39:04.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna loss all my data in my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;so there goes my training camps pictures,03-05 random guides events pictures,05 nightdrill video,DREAMS 5 pictures,from pre-expedition recce to day 9, 05 amazing race pictures, 06 and 07 ROD pictures, class pictures from 05-07.OMG.and ALL of my proposals!!!! mostly guides. oh man..and addie's and mine dreams writeup!!!! Oh ya, jz remembered, campfire pictures too, 05-06. Miaomiao's powerpoint about MS words and paint too.And my DREAMS 5 presentation.not to mention all those precious msn conversations i've saved. Ah.and my YA conference pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god Peiwen took the camp inspire and this year's training camp pictures. and the nat camp pictures haven't been collated yet...also dreams5 pre-expedition camp and the pictures from day 1-9 can take from the scout's website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm mostly heartbroken about my dreams5 and guides pictures. since I am the only one who have most, if not all of the guides pictures, taking into account that i've been the official photographer for mfgg since 2005.AH...all those cute pictures of the J1s.HAHA.but for the 2006 training camp pictures, YAY! NO MORE EVIDENCE!! YAHOO!!! so no one besides the 2006 batch of mfgg and mfncc will know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...can ask L.L for the writeups since its really oh-so-precious and the pre-expedition pictures.but for the rest...i'll take it as a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no use crying over spilled milk,right?&lt;br /&gt;besides,what counts is that we know it existed before(even though pictures are pretty darn important).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, about "Fred's rice", it is because he was my expedition leader last year and during my dreams5 expedition, we had to cook our own meals, that being said, no one in my patrol knows how to cook-much less for a team of 19 people.Anyway, Fred(erick)was in charge of cooking the rice while the rest of my patrol mates and i were cooking the main dishes. And i remember he asked me how the rice tasted like, and my comment was "okay la..but a little bit weird". turns out he didn't put in enough water when he was cooking the rice. hence the chaoda/half-cooked rice became "Fred's rice" to the rest of us. and he dubbed it "budda jump over the wall". thats another story. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;So make the best of this test, and don't ask why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-2633794024347386926?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/2633794024347386926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=2633794024347386926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2633794024347386926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2633794024347386926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-gonna-loss-all-my-data-in-my-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6813745645226060087</id><published>2008-08-18T00:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T02:14:51.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national camp 2008'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SKhNqJE-h-I/AAAAAAAAATg/nXMEA7lDDdI/s1600-h/natcamp_banner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235519953204840418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SKhNqJE-h-I/AAAAAAAAATg/nXMEA7lDDdI/s320/natcamp_banner2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kapok this from the official website, looks cool :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SKhNqpFZ81I/AAAAAAAAATo/1oye1pDfdFs/s1600-h/IMG_1867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235519961796571986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SKhNqpFZ81I/AAAAAAAAATo/1oye1pDfdFs/s320/IMG_1867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the many "last" shots we took, there was us holding the orange juice, this one is called "ROCK ON!" and notice our beautiful bunks behind?be envious. haha.it was not a camp, it was a chalet.room service awaits you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SKhNq9kotQI/AAAAAAAAATw/Q9QMNrDEAb4/s1600-h/IMG_1868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235519967296271618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O9Tzez0FHkk/SKhNq9kotQI/AAAAAAAAATw/Q9QMNrDEAb4/s320/IMG_1868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; personally, i love this picture the most, this picture can make me miss nat camp.other then the fact that you can see everyone clearly, it was like they captured a moment[in time]where i would love to go back to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And thank you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adeline(mango)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eugenia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kathy(laoda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Angela(topshop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pamela(pasar malam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Xinhui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Zhiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yiteng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Judy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Nora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Zara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Isabelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maisarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chestrine(Banu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for making my first nat camp the one to remember. :) &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and they say you can't forget your first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i wanna go for Nat Camp 2010!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S. I was reading the campers' blogs and they loveeee our team building games! Haha.Biasness aside, kathy and angela, i think they like foosball the best(cos thats where they get to be super violent, the basketball hit the ceiling dunnohowmanytimes and roll down the cliff twice) so our injuries were all worth it(speaking of which,laoda,hope your toe gets better soon)=D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BRAZIL vs SINGAPORE!!! LOL.the joke we give the campers when they are playing against one another, depending on which team is the better one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yes, Eugenia,Laoda,Mango,Xinhui,Pasar Malam,Hawa,Zhiling and Yiteng, if you guys are going to any YA events,tell me ya?like that we can have a mini nat camp gathering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh...my posts are getting longer and longer by the minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-6813745645226060087?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6813745645226060087/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-9307952.post-3623795274864044566</id><published>2008-08-15T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:35:26.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my laptop jz died on me.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'm gonna loss all my data.&lt;br /&gt;shit!there goes all my pictures from 03-now.not to mention all the files from godknowswhen.&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna pray for a miracle...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-3623795274864044566?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/3623795274864044566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=3623795274864044566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3623795274864044566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/3623795274864044566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-laptop-jz-died-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-5192237805766822500</id><published>2008-08-15T02:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T02:56:48.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for amusement sake, showdown is suppose to be this week.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what doris lim is gonna attack. i would love to shoot her down.&lt;br /&gt;and from what i heard at camp from kathy, this is happening all over singapore. not only those idiotic morons.&lt;br /&gt;i say, well done girl guides of singapore. what a smart thing you guys are doing.letting your leaders watch a $100 dollars show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-5192237805766822500?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/5192237805766822500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=5192237805766822500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5192237805766822500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5192237805766822500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-amusement-sake-showdown-is-suppose.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-5054009723702298566</id><published>2008-08-15T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T01:41:18.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lim Xinyi! look here.</title><content type='html'>HAHA. Xinyi asked me to write a 1000 words essay on how entertaining she is, should be pretty easy ( I think), considering how many crazy things we did last year. Actually, how I got to know her in the first place is pretty crazy itself, let me just say that we had mutual friends. Okay, back to how entertaining she can be. She can talk for hours for end, and she can explore theories and sometimes, if there is time, analysis our current situation then and her interpretation of them with me.  I find that pretty fascinating and the fact that I can only do this with a handful of people proves to be pretty entertaining, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also have lots of stories to tell, the funnier ones are about( insert  a string of colorful hokkien words)where mr lee( the librarian in school) will look at us and ask  us whether we were really studying or not. The funniest incident, though, is during the Os period, when she and momo gamely took my phone and sms to someone(Xinyi, haha, you should know who) “I miss you”. The look on their faces after they send the sms was pretty priceless, kinda like they just robbed the bank and were terrified that the police would catch them. That was very entertaining. Another time was when she was telling me about the cockroach in her bathroom where upon seeing it, her sisters and her screamed soo loud till the police came down and asked whether anything was wrong and she was telling me that story in the library, was laughing like a mad woman when I heard the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fact that is both etched deep in our minds was what happened during the period of time we were studying in KBCC. “3rd floor, 1st bathroom” still familiar to you?  Anyway, the story goes that a group of st.nicks girls were also studying at the same place with us, and we found out things, cos it was pretty obvious, from our POV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys know, Xinyi is a pretty affectionate person, so, during teacher’s day, the other xinyi and I practically had to drag her( bag and all) to give her present to yong. The things she does make me laugh sometimes. Yet, I was also egging her on to give that present and talk to yong.Entertaining? In a way la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, we had this notebook between us where we wrote letters to each other inside, it kept me entertained during class. If the lesson is too boring, then I will just reply her “letter”.  One of her favourite hobbies happens to be teasing me about DREAMS 5, I think to get back at me for teasing her about yong. She combined forces with Kamini and Shiyama to tease me about them. After a while, it got pretty amusing, the kind of things they think of, what riau will be the name of my future son that kind of things, like my future son will be named riau, the kind of things they think of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Halfway through, 500 words already!i can't think of anything more at the moment la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-5054009723702298566?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/5054009723702298566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=5054009723702298566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5054009723702298566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5054009723702298566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/lim-xinyi-look-here.html' title='Lim Xinyi! look here.'/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-8268300563141300496</id><published>2008-08-14T20:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:07:09.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Camp 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Just came back from National Camp, about 2 hours ago, but a day early. Didn’t want to stay back cos most of my friends were also going back and there is nothing for us to do tomorrow. Anyhow, camp was like one of those rare camps that allow you to forget everything else except what’s going on at camp. I kinda needed that, to have a few days of “delusional” until “reality” sets in. And it really does feel like another world away from what I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And it some weird ways, it got me reminded of dreams, like the rice I ate for today’s lunch, the moment I put it inside my mouth, my immediate though was Fred’s rice(long story).HAHAHA. Also the hours spent at the games station with the same people day in day out, like the amount of hours spent at the badminton court. Oh! And the boat that we rode to the NP camp resilience campsite, but it wasn’t the bumboat kind even though it’s pretty close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also joined forces with GB, St.John and 1 NP (Banu, our juice CI!) cos we slept in the same dorm and it was damn fun man! During the breaks, we would either be playing card games or catching up on our sleep. So far, we’ve played Saboteur (the BB next door taught us how to play), cheat, Taiti and UNO. At nights, the card games continue or we would just talk. But I have to admit, the cedar entertainment center (Eugenia, Adeline and Banu) are pretty entertaining. Most of the time, because of them, we would be laughing like mad. Playing cheat with Eugenia is very easy, cos during 1 break, Angela, Pamela, Eugenia and I were playing and when Angela suspected that she cheated, she looked Eugenia in the eye and Eugenia jz admitted it herself.LOL.but we didn’t get to finish the game…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[edit at 7pm,Thursday]I got pretty lucky I worked with people I’m comfortable with at my stations. I did Trust Walk with Adeline and Angela on the 1st day and Fosball with Angela (Topshop) and Kathy ( Laoda) on the 2nd and 3rd day. Oh, and Banu also. The random talks in between the groups showed me how deep these people can get. It’s a matter of time I guess, I’m not hoping any big things to come out of it, to stay in contact would be good enough for me already. The downside of these type of things is that you will never know when you will see the person again, maybe soon, maybe never, no one will know. As always, the people make the difference. And this time,they really did. the closest thing to come to my dreamers so far, yet, you can't judge a person in 5 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;4 days is short, but enough time to make inside jokes and to live in the moment. To me, those 4 days is about them, save for a few sms-ses, I totally ignored the rest. Even though the dorm was pretty high tech( we had blankets, pillows, bunks and thick mattress with power plugs and cupboards), no one brought along anything high tech, unless u count hps and water heater. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s the way I like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dinner and Lunch was a standard fare of rice and chicken. But the GG + GB highlights were the JUICE! Be it apple or orange, it was like treasure for us. We got pretty famous for asking for extra juice from Banu.HAHA. Lucky she gave us a whole carton of juice last night. And we ate our meals outside and since our dorm was facing the beach, it was pretty awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[edit again on monday,8th sept] I just remembered, when Charlie came down to my station on the 2nd day(haha.cos the cute acs(i) ncc air guy was in the group that found the bird), we found an injuried bird. If I remember correctly, it was when we were picking up the ball, banu found the bird and she and her friends, who were regulars at my station tried to lift the bird up, to see where the bird was injuried and to get the bird to the canteen to receive medical help. but in the end, Banu's head say to let the bird die, so she put the bird under the canteen, with orange and apple juice,water,snacks beside it. but in the end, the bird lived. :D And the group who saw the whole thing, i think we paused the game for a full 5 mins or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Campfire ended the whole thing perfectly, we all got high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;FOXTROT RULES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;GG + GB + SJAB Instructors is the &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chikka O zaggo,&lt;br /&gt;Ziggi ziggi zaggo&lt;br /&gt;What is the mammal of the sea called?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHALE!WHALE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people..send me pictures please! i forgot who else besides kathy,eugenia,hawa and pamela took the pictures.anw...if you have them, send them to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-8268300563141300496?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/8268300563141300496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=8268300563141300496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/8268300563141300496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/8268300563141300496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-camp-2008.html' title='National Camp 2008'/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6840391315563489283</id><published>2008-08-09T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T01:40:58.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally bought everything! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mess tins, solid fuels, flashlight and my meals for Sunday and Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Now all I got to do is pack and I am all ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp schedule seems pretty slack(provided the fact that we are gonna stay in 1 area for the rest of the 3 days of activities) so that leaves the rest of time for us to be crappy and have an informal YA bonding session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week will be a great chance for me to relax, camp is pretty therapeutic in that way and it can help me loss weight too. Oh, and a chance to get away from the city. I love the ulu-ness after dreams but then again, there will be around 1000 campers…so…it will not really be that rural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realized that no matter how much we want to hate them with all of our hearts, we just can’t seem to bring ourselves to do it.old habits die hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-6840391315563489283?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6840391315563489283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=6840391315563489283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6840391315563489283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6840391315563489283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-bought-everything-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-2742402967792332730</id><published>2008-08-05T09:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:28:10.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Putri Kartika Winata Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are influential and persuasive. You tend to have a lot of power over people.&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you use your powers for good. You excel at solving other people's problems.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, you do get a little selfish and persuade people to do things that are only in your interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.&lt;br /&gt;You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.&lt;br /&gt;People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very charming... dangerously so. You have the potential to break a lot of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;You know how what you want, how to get it, and that you will get it.&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to rule the world. Let's hope you're a benevolent dictator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[edith posting on behalf of putri kartika winata :D shall do analysis if i am really very free. LOL.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-2742402967792332730?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/2742402967792332730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=2742402967792332730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2742402967792332730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/2742402967792332730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-putri-kartika-winata-means-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-5793889692287277562</id><published>2008-08-04T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:44:59.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this doesn't feel like exam week&lt;br /&gt;i think im already on holiday mood.&lt;br /&gt;this is so random.but.i want to go to the army market!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im thinking of moving to LJ/wordpress during the holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminder to self: make soup on saturday night and ask other RPs whether they are bringing potato chips/instant noodles over to camp.oh.and where to meet at changi village.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-5793889692287277562?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/5793889692287277562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=5793889692287277562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5793889692287277562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/5793889692287277562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-doesnt-feel-like-exam-week-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6165836097889755306</id><published>2008-08-03T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T02:04:34.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’m am not an attracting-old-friends magnet, really am not, I just happen to be at the right place at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long is it before I can start appreciating the full air-con environment, classroom style breaks the ice more easily, I realized. Not to mention having back-to-back lessons all day. In other words, I think I am missing the Singapore system. But I really want to experience on-campus life in LA, which include sleeping in a dorm and all that kinda stuff. It just doesn’t feel real here, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On contemplating about life, my life goes by really slow and I am not really that busy, so I have lots of time to think, except that I have nothing to think about. Trust me, I would love to be as busy as my poly and jc friends, their lives seem exciting as compared to mine. The only thing worth talking about these days is YA, the only reason why I haven’t went completely nuts yet. That’s the reason why all I can talk about these days is national camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a time where I should take advantage of my age to live life to the fullest, I feel I am not doing so.  Yet, I have a looong list of things I want to do. 1st on the list will be go to a Jamboree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-6165836097889755306?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6165836097889755306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=6165836097889755306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6165836097889755306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6165836097889755306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-am-not-attracting-old-friends-magnet.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-7510329716719521482</id><published>2008-08-01T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T22:05:51.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GB HQ is very big man, and it has that rural area feel, like PBP (except that PBP is REAL rural), a stretch of field stretches beyond the old basketball court. No wonder it’s all in the way in Kovan. Was the last one to reach cos I was the only one who didn’t have anyone to go along with and I didn’t know how to walk from the MRT-GB HQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a little briefing then came the games. Most of the YAs volunteering came from Cedar so they were together. Anyway, back to the games, we did the number cards game, Punch, I think? It was pretty interesting, we had to choose 1 / 2 numbers then we had to touch those numbers in sequence, one person at a time and we couldn’t step out of our imaginary boundary. 2nd game was to transport water using pipes, that were utter chaos and in the end, the GB guy taught us how to carry it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd game was the best, in my opinion anyway, we did trust walk, they blindfolded us using trash bags and we had to follow the person in front of us (in the actual scenario, they will do it in the forest so all the more scarier) and follow the instructions passed down from the person in front of us. Doing that with the people you don’t know gets kinda scary at first but after a while, it was fun. The last game was human soccer, 2 ropes tied to each side and 5 people in each team and we couldn’t let go of the rope we were holding on it kinda like the big scale version of the table soccer game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since all of the YAs are going to come on the 10th to do preparation work, I think most probably we will eat breakfast together at Changi Village then meet them(the leaders) at Changi Jetty at 9am. So, I will be gone from the 10th-14th of August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all camps goes, after 5 days, something will bound to happen. And 5 days seems rather short, I guess after going to PBP, anything below 9 days is short.HAHA. But still, I am looking forward bonding with those guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule seems pretty packed…&lt;br /&gt;Weekend : Study with Chua Qin Shi&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Computer Exam&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday and Wednesday: Study art&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Art Exam&lt;br /&gt;Friday: 1 maths tution in the morning, 1 at night(Please kill me).&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Southern Ridges Hike with MF Alumni/Watch NDP parade/Pack camp bag&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: off to camp! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-7510329716719521482?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/7510329716719521482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=7510329716719521482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7510329716719521482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/7510329716719521482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/08/gb-hq-is-very-big-man-and-it-has-that.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-1446059186981841615</id><published>2008-07-24T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:30:37.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY GATSBY BOY/BRYAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Resident lame guy, mr responsible and all rounded nice and sensitive guy all grown up already! Can’t believe I only known you last year, cos it feels like ages already! Bus rides home with you was fun! Especially when we got soaking wet somewhere along the way. And you have 1001 different theories, with super funny explanations for them. I miss hearing them man!&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, FFTN ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM STRESSED from studying for the exams. I practically need a miracle to pass the impossible to pass Fmaths, a D would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing to look forward to is the camp after the exams, that and the 2 weeks-20 days holiday(which I don’ t think I have a chance to .  And for this camp, I’ve wisen up(from DREAMS 5) J I’ve got the important things, Naglene water bottle, haversack bag and foam mat. All I need is to borrow the mosquito coil holder from Andreas.LOL. And to buy an inflatable pillow. The scary thing is, I don’t know any other YAs who are going, well, I met one of them during the Apex carnival, but that doesn’t really count. And another sent me the YA induction pictures eons ago. Both were from Cedar. Let’s see what will happen during the briefing next week. But, nonetheless, I am pretty excited. Call me camp crazy, but I think it will help me de-stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To answer Jie’s question on why I joined Girl Guides then YA. For me, it was a no-brainer decision since it was a “natural transition” from brownies to guides. And maybe cos of the uniform too. In  lower sec, I was actually kind of slack too, as in, I missed my training camp in my first year in guides. After the training camp in secondary 3, well, something happened I guess. Maybe because of how hard we worked back then and the things that happened, hence the deeper the love.  And I look forward to school cos of guides. HAHA. My priority was and still is guides then school. As in, I plan my schedule around guides. The whole nature thing about guides also grew on me, along with camping. As for YA, it was partially cos of the emotional blackmail and partially because I like guides. Don’t mean to sound like a saint, but in the end, CCA points isn’t the main “highlight”. The highlights are being part of a great big sorority and it being my main avenue to distress and relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-1446059186981841615?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/1446059186981841615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=1446059186981841615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1446059186981841615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/1446059186981841615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-15th-birthday-gatsby-boybryan.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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-9307952.post-6861493637497691886</id><published>2008-07-18T04:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T04:45:38.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>still up at 4:35am, doing art journal.&lt;br /&gt;5 more paintings to go! I am so sian, I feel like doing the rest of it later, during class.&lt;br /&gt;But then I am pasting the pictures + analysising 2 paintings(that even I forgot what they look like) during class...3 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;I am so gonna sleep in on sunday(meeting up with edith on sat so can't sleep till 2-3pm).&lt;br /&gt;so far, I kept myself awake by blog-surfing and reading through Andreas's old entries(and I realised that my name is in quite a few of those entries, mainly during June and July last year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the happier note,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ITS THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,of the terimester.YAY!&lt;br /&gt;after that, will be exams then holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during the holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM GOING TO UG NATIONAL CAMP!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at just the right time. :)&lt;br /&gt;4D3N at Pulau Ubin...i can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;i am just nuts enough to sign up for it alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307952-6861493637497691886?l=princess-putri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/feeds/6861493637497691886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307952&amp;postID=6861493637497691886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6861493637497691886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307952/posts/default/6861493637497691886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-putri.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-up-at-435am-doing-art-journal.html' title=''/><author><name>putttrriii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00087055936146588730</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>
