<?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-4783550095553550044</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:19:43.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet and colorful</title><subtitle type='html'>Jiang Yue
Jurong West Primary Sch
class of '04
Nanyang Girls' High Sch
class of '08
Currently in 4/13
Loves my class</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Charlene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783550095553550044.post-4519998820577345876</id><published>2008-09-05T14:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T11:56:22.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunchtime in 413</title><content type='html'>What do i do during lunchtime. Rush homework (copy actually XD), goes to comp lab or simply sitting in the classroom doing um... stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg. Spent today's lunchtime taking pictures again. Let me introduce my tablemates, ethel and ziyan. Ethel AKA resident camwhorer always ready for a picture, ziyan AKA 'DUN TAKE ME!'&lt;br /&gt;are the best table buddies in the world, except when they ignore me. Without further ado, let me present to you today's stars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDTHeSPWhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NL5Xv5K2Ubo/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDTHeSPWhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NL5Xv5K2Ubo/s320/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242422091601369618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMEZiZTfvKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/i_Kk0zULWoM/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMEZiZTfvKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/i_Kk0zULWoM/s320/DSC00029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242499519934872738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, the only picture in which yan was posing nicely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMEZi9CkrQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/yuWEJE5x404/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMEZi9CkrQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/yuWEJE5x404/s320/DSC00036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242499529527569666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what i mean!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDTHrXbR6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/E2uyTDa37Ow/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDTHrXbR6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/E2uyTDa37Ow/s320/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242422095112783778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh... this one was taken during chinese AKA free time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDTH1YCNAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RvRDrjl1QDU/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDTH1YCNAI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RvRDrjl1QDU/s320/DSC00046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242422097799689218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese too...ooo who is she msging? smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMEZjDJy3mI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wGcWxeN-NH4/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMEZjDJy3mI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wGcWxeN-NH4/s320/DSC00052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242499531168472674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calefare #1... who just happen to sit behind me that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMHuEbD02mI/AAAAAAAAAFs/4Abk54rg0gM/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMHuEbD02mI/AAAAAAAAAFs/4Abk54rg0gM/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242733200986659426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calefare #2 &amp;amp; #3... who just happened to stop by to visit that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDRzjb-CEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mDKAqo9VNzE/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDRzjb-CEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mDKAqo9VNzE/s320/DSC00030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242420649875343426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapped a goofy photo with ethel's mouth wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMH91L7sgCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iBVIT_oGO1c/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMH91L7sgCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iBVIT_oGO1c/s320/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242750531414032418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She saw her own picture and started laughing hysterically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDR0WEf8oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HCEpSpkRP2U/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDR0WEf8oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HCEpSpkRP2U/s320/DSC00032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242420663467111042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, a less shocking picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMEZi_8lyNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zcIJU4P06yM/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMEZi_8lyNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zcIJU4P06yM/s320/DSC00034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242499530307782866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziyan's successful attempt to escape from ethel's hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh* I will seriously miss lunchtime in 413 in the future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4783550095553550044-4519998820577345876?l=kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/feeds/4519998820577345876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4783550095553550044&amp;postID=4519998820577345876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/4519998820577345876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/4519998820577345876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/2008/09/lunchtime-in-413.html' title='Lunchtime in 413'/><author><name>Charlene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDTHeSPWhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NL5Xv5K2Ubo/s72-c/DSC00028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783550095553550044.post-1378576474366867410</id><published>2008-09-05T12:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:21:26.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>American club</title><content type='html'>I don't understand why it is called the American club when it is full of Asians. N invited us(ethel, me, and ethel's dear) to pool at the american club along with him and vic... and his friends. Initially, i was really hesitant, coz ethel will dump me for her dear, and vic will most likely dump me too. But still, one doesn't really get to pool everyday and since i have never been to the american club before, i decided to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt three valuable lessons in my life:&lt;br /&gt;1) It is very hard to be an inconspicuous light bulb&lt;br /&gt;2) Don't go to the american club again&lt;br /&gt;3) Don't get a boyfriend for the sake of one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, ethel and i had to meet up with ethel's dear( from now on, he will be known as G) before going there.  I still find it hard to believe that my friends have boyfriends. Whenever i see them with their boyfriends, it takes a whole lot of self control on my part not to break out into laughter. Btw, the first time i saw G and ethel, i laughed and laughed so hard that i don't actually remember how G looks like. Because chances are, if i look G in the face, i will laugh in his face. So the whole time, i was back facing  G  and ethel. As time goes on, i finally find it easier to picture my friends with their boyfriends. But seriously, the notion "my friends have boyfriends" has never been so real to me before. When i was in sec 1 and 2, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that the pple beside me have no boyfriends and the topic 'boys' has never been quite in our conversations. Alas, everything changed in sec 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the topic. Inorder to avoid awkwardness, i took out my mp3 and delved into what  vic and ziyan called 'my own world' aka  ‘灵魂出鞘 ’  to my parents. Instead of sympathizing with my plight, ethel oi me and said 'can you don't be like that?' As if i wanna be like that  T.T Then the whole bus trip was spent in my own little world... while the two of them were sitting somewhr else doing who-knows-what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward~~ we reached american club finally and we walked there, it was a really long walk btw. Spotted a cab infront of us ready to park infront of the club, and voila! it's N in the cab. Vic was once again hideously late. N treated us to lunch, though his attitude puts everyone off. Vic reached and we went to get started, only to realise there was one pool table. The guys started to play and the two girlfriends stared at them... literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="r"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMC316tFyaI/AAAAAAAAADc/Q2tuAeT6DlU/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMC316tFyaI/AAAAAAAAADc/Q2tuAeT6DlU/s320/DSC00055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242392103178586530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="r"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMC32p1OeqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rjgAywWgfD8/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMC32p1OeqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rjgAywWgfD8/s320/DSC00057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242392115829176994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Meanwhile, i was sitting there taking photos， 取材ing for my upcoming blog. While the girlfriends can spend all their time staring at their boyfriends. I could not, i mean how weird can it get if i spend all my time staring at my friends' boyfriends? They are not exactly good looking enough for me to spend my time staring at either. Then finally, we started to do something fun like table tennis. However, the three of us are total amateurs at this area, so we had a fun time making a fool out of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="r"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMC325tjk-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/gm2jEaUcseI/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMC325tjk-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/gm2jEaUcseI/s320/DSC00066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242392120091972578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="r"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMC32SJL11I/AAAAAAAAADs/_oONw1APjLs/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMC32SJL11I/AAAAAAAAADs/_oONw1APjLs/s320/DSC00059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242392109470439250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDEG16yLqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QnHgAkx_gQk/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMDEG16yLqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QnHgAkx_gQk/s320/DSC00070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242405588091154082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of the club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethel had the nerve to say 'Why are you taking pictures? Never been to a rich place before huh?'&lt;br /&gt;Well, someone can't help but to occupy herself with other stuff like picture taking if her friend is busy fawning over her dear and she was 'oi'ed for listening to music. Having a light bulb when one is dating is not easy, however being a light bulb is even harder. You have to pretend you saw nothing, and you still have to stand awkward looks from said friend's boyfriend and pretend that this is normal, nothing awkward at all. One of these days, i am going to write an essay titled '电灯泡的心声'. Humph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although table tennis was fun to a certain extent, this whole trip was boring and a waste of time. The american club has nothing interesting inside it, maybe apart from the swimming pool. Yes, there are actually swimming pools in orchard. Having a boyfriend is also immensely troublesome, boys always seem to have this image to uphold? No idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4783550095553550044-1378576474366867410?l=kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/feeds/1378576474366867410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4783550095553550044&amp;postID=1378576474366867410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/1378576474366867410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/1378576474366867410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/2008/09/american-club.html' title='American club'/><author><name>Charlene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMC316tFyaI/AAAAAAAAADc/Q2tuAeT6DlU/s72-c/DSC00055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783550095553550044.post-3332765392866746357</id><published>2008-09-04T23:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:55:29.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok OK, i am updating !</title><content type='html'>Finally, i am starting to update my blog again. Stupid blogger ate my post a couple of days a go, and i seriously did not want to type out the same things again... it's dry and tiring. However, i am forced to do so, so as not to become a what? Yah, a 'bb'. Shall let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAFk035JAI/AAAAAAAAACc/kYC5mSrPFDI/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAFk035JAI/AAAAAAAAACc/kYC5mSrPFDI/s320/DSC00006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242196096485762050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with ethel before proceeding to vic's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAFKc_ByfI/AAAAAAAAACM/Ao_CFwj_7XE/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAFKc_ByfI/AAAAAAAAACM/Ao_CFwj_7XE/s320/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242195643396639218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gail joined us in bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAGQDHOJzI/AAAAAAAAACk/krE_Fga-QRI/s1600-h/IMG_0733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAGQDHOJzI/AAAAAAAAACk/krE_Fga-QRI/s320/IMG_0733.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242196839042524978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonsensical group photo-taking on the MRT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as we were taking the escalator, there was this guy infront of us. Then, ethel realised he's Clement. Four of us took the cab to NSRCC, cannot be bothered to wait for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAH9Q4gKGI/AAAAAAAAADM/RxqOS0-syh0/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAH9Q4gKGI/AAAAAAAAADM/RxqOS0-syh0/s320/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242198715344627810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAH8WaMvcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pepkFdKj87U/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAH8WaMvcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pepkFdKj87U/s320/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242198699648269762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziyan... your eyes - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAH8JodaLI/AAAAAAAAACs/wPMyEhm_Jzc/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAH8JodaLI/AAAAAAAAACs/wPMyEhm_Jzc/s320/DSC00013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242198696218421426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool!&lt;br /&gt;... was a disaster. It was really fun, but the whole lot of us took like half an hour to really start playing. Let me stress again, i am an expert at online pool... but real-life pooling is really not as easy as clicking and moving the mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAH8mP8LDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Kx0Jj2iuKlM/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAH8mP8LDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Kx0Jj2iuKlM/s320/DSC00020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242198703900208178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gail wasn't whacking clement... but it sure does look like it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAH8wmDdEI/AAAAAAAAADE/lxAYc-EpPUY/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAH8wmDdEI/AAAAAAAAADE/lxAYc-EpPUY/s320/DSC00023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242198706677314626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMALsLMeHxI/AAAAAAAAADU/T9aUztZPA8w/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMALsLMeHxI/AAAAAAAAADU/T9aUztZPA8w/s320/DSC00015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242202819806502674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end off now.. till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4783550095553550044-3332765392866746357?l=kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/feeds/3332765392866746357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4783550095553550044&amp;postID=3332765392866746357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/3332765392866746357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/3332765392866746357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-ok-i-am-updating.html' title='ok OK, i am updating !'/><author><name>Charlene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SMAFk035JAI/AAAAAAAAACc/kYC5mSrPFDI/s72-c/DSC00006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783550095553550044.post-7292858218828817662</id><published>2008-08-23T12:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T19:14:25.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vic's birthday and American club</title><content type='html'>Thought that i should write something about Vic's birthday on last Sunday and my very 'fun' trip to the American club this tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_Hy8YZHvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/A288ygaEVUE/s1600-h/IMG_0753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_Hy8YZHvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/A288ygaEVUE/s320/IMG_0753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237624569670999794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY QUEEN VICTORIA XD, congrats on turning (finally)sixteen.  Now, you can join me and ziyan to watch NC-16 movies without a guilty conscience.  Well,  ethel hepled vic to decide on whr to hold her birthday party, it was some laser quest VS NSRCC(bowling place with arcade and pool table beside it). The male to female ratio was like 8:5 which caused me to be really shocked. I mean vic is in a girls' school and she invited only 4 girls o.O . Any way, it turned out that i did not need to worry at all, the males kept to themselves and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only two people who were fraternizing with both groups were ethel and vic, to a certain extent ethel's sweetheart. Basically, it was a success considering that we still kind of enjoyed ourselves, but it was a failure as a party. Who keep to themselves in a party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, N managed to piss off ethel. I cannot remember the reason actually, maybe because of his childishness or his attitude? I got nothing against N. However, i feel that he is not ideal boyfriend material. The bunch of us tried bowling at first. Initially, i suck horribly, not that i was brilliant at the end, but i managed to double my score. Then, more guys came and cooped up the bowling area. Btw, did i mention that the birthday girl came late? She was the only one who knew everybody and she came late. Luckily, ethel was well-informed and sort of recognised everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, bunch of us went to the pool table. Everyone sucked except gail. (go gail!) Still, we had a great time laughing at each other. Blahblahblah, time to cut cake, lunch(afternoon tea) on the house so ethel was like 'go order 26 nuggets! make N broke, he's paying.' Anyway, food just kept coming, there were loads of fries, nuggets and chicken wings. And can you believe it, vic don't know how to cut her cake! She was flapping her arms wildly while trying to poke everybody's eyes out with her knife. In the end, someone helped her to cut(cannot remember who).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_Hyxgzx9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/dJ0_sqmP7qE/s1600-h/IMG_0751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_Hyxgzx9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/dJ0_sqmP7qE/s320/IMG_0751.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237624566753511378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cake (bought by N)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_HzIJzKoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/j_AhPB4JQrk/s1600-h/IMG_0756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_HzIJzKoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/j_AhPB4JQrk/s320/IMG_0756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237624572831017602" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details on who's who----go visit ethel's blog, cannot remember everyone's name.&lt;br /&gt;As to why i was the only one sitting, birthday girl aside, i was trying to show my importance. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, the four of us went to the toilet and just did some meaningless shots (ethel's suggestion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_JFec27QI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yLwo3RCAbf0/s1600-h/IMG_0765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_JFec27QI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yLwo3RCAbf0/s320/IMG_0765.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237625987565808898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_JFVq20EI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QPOr1BNcfOU/s1600-h/IMG_0767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_JFVq20EI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QPOr1BNcfOU/s320/IMG_0767.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237625985208602690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_JFmFkOJI/AAAAAAAAABA/6NEWIH-yg90/s1600-h/IMG_0772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_JFmFkOJI/AAAAAAAAABA/6NEWIH-yg90/s320/IMG_0772.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237625989615597714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... so much for being posh and stylish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that should be about everything. Oh, the whole bowling thing cost over 120 bucks. Took everyone by surprise. We think that it is due to H, who was being anti-social and totally absorbed in his bowling world. He went from zero pins to hitting down everything. Anyway, N and A helped vic to settle the bill. Shall talk abt American club on my next post. Need to go for piano theory. Tata~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4783550095553550044-7292858218828817662?l=kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/feeds/7292858218828817662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4783550095553550044&amp;postID=7292858218828817662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/7292858218828817662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/7292858218828817662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/2008/08/vics-birthday-and-american-club.html' title='Vic&apos;s birthday and American club'/><author><name>Charlene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK_Hy8YZHvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/A288ygaEVUE/s72-c/IMG_0753.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783550095553550044.post-6756667563906762960</id><published>2008-08-22T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:25:54.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'MSG is so high it rivals the eiffel tower'</title><content type='html'>Just finished watching ghost whisperer(the only show both my mum and i liked, apart from hilarious taiwanese variety shows). I was doing blog-hopping just now, came across Tracy's blog and the sentence above. Lol, Tracy, I share the same sentiments. I totally hate the msg system. For one, my percentage can be like 69.87% and my msg is still over three?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today i did not went to school. I had a slight fever(37.4? BTW my thermometer sucks so add half a degree to it) in the morning. My mum half-forced me to go to school, and i was like ' Hello? Who(mum) was the person who was moaning and acting like she has a huge illness when her degree is 37.3?' Still, i had to go to school but in the end my headache worsened so i returned home. A total waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i proceed to catch up with all the sleeping i should have had if not for the coming EOYs, spent 5 hrs napping :), watched the Olympics.  I cannot believe that the olympics is finishing in two days time. Really, it barely even started to me.  It is unbelievable that some country went bankrupt for thirty years because they held a two weeks long olympics. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK7Z3jq_bVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_QL0lysRlX0/s1600-h/Morph-of-Marilyn-Monroe-and-Christina-Aguilera.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK7Z3jq_bVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_QL0lysRlX0/s320/Morph-of-Marilyn-Monroe-and-Christina-Aguilera.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237362965170056530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YaY! Successful attempt at uploading the first picture into my blog. As you can see, it is a morph between Marilyn Monroe and Christina Aguilera, i think that they look good together. Isn't it just fun to upload some nonsensical stuff as the first picture? XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4783550095553550044-6756667563906762960?l=kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/feeds/6756667563906762960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4783550095553550044&amp;postID=6756667563906762960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/6756667563906762960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/6756667563906762960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/2008/08/msg-is-so-high-it-rivals-eiffel-tower.html' title='&apos;MSG is so high it rivals the eiffel tower&apos;'/><author><name>Charlene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-562694LCA/SK7Z3jq_bVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_QL0lysRlX0/s72-c/Morph-of-Marilyn-Monroe-and-Christina-Aguilera.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783550095553550044.post-8766659315204155567</id><published>2008-08-22T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:04:44.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brilliant</title><content type='html'>Finally, everything is done. It took me an hour to decide on a blogskin and an hour to finally know how to change one. (ridiculous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, welcome to my 3rd( or maybe 4th) blog! The first few were failures with one post each. Well, i am finally motivated to have my own blog again coz of ethel. A few days ago, i was reading through her archives which totally disgusted me. Not a surprise really. The few times she mentioned me when we were just getting to know each other(sec 3), was talking about stuff like this...' Jiang is so spastic today la! ... Lol, jiang is so ridiculous...'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas, i don't see much of these stuff on her blog now, i see embarrassing pictures. ( hmpf! Really annoying) Infact, the very next morning i complained about this to ziyan, who was busy agreeing with me. 'You(ethel) always like that de! You only mention me when you want to say " ziyan very spastic to day lol"!' Finally, i decided i must take some actions (smirks*) and now here it is, my very first operating blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here it goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4783550095553550044-8766659315204155567?l=kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/feeds/8766659315204155567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4783550095553550044&amp;postID=8766659315204155567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/8766659315204155567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/8766659315204155567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/2008/08/brilliant.html' title='Brilliant'/><author><name>Charlene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783550095553550044.post-5983631398262454952</id><published>2008-08-22T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:20:48.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>i am very annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;fantastic, it finally worked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4783550095553550044-5983631398262454952?l=kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/feeds/5983631398262454952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4783550095553550044&amp;postID=5983631398262454952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/5983631398262454952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783550095553550044/posts/default/5983631398262454952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaleidoscope-j.blogspot.com/2008/08/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>Charlene</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
