<?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-10634822</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:51:14.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sel</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>315</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10634822.post-5410581791117227643</id><published>2008-10-06T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:15:55.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been having lots of food recently. like seriously a lot! how how damn worried i'll get fat :( over the past few days i've been having ice cream every single day D: tempting but really sinful! mum bought them cos they were really cheap on offer. she forgot that she was buying fats nonetheless! (okay wtv i know it's quite =.= so i shall stop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokkaido ice cream is still the best...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-5410581791117227643?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/5410581791117227643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=5410581791117227643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/5410581791117227643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/5410581791117227643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-having-lots-of-food-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-7663369772330808520</id><published>2008-10-05T09:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T09:10:11.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogging without any special requests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john my life seriously revolves arnd you, look at how cong even screams yr name on my tagboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams almost over only one more paper! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john, do start tagging when you come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7663369772330808520?l=-whee.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-10634822.post-7533249796079478989</id><published>2008-09-30T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:17:27.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am here i am not biased at all.. right?&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a joy reading fishie's blog. hey independent woman i'll seriously get john to take a look at that post! see you next saturday i miss you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdy i had no paper and i spent the morning at home. was really thinking of going back to sn to have beloved orange bowl... but didnt in the end :S was a little too lazy and didnt really want to go back alone heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat: i am not biased! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7533249796079478989?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/7533249796079478989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=7533249796079478989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7533249796079478989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7533249796079478989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-here-i-am-not-biased-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-6165547035085545128</id><published>2008-09-28T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:20:53.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>special request for me to blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past week has been really unbelievable apart from exams. and i love it so much!&lt;br /&gt;its no dream and i want it exponential, baby i love you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-6165547035085545128?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/6165547035085545128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=6165547035085545128' 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donor hand was later found and they sewed it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible dreams happening more frequently now. im becoming more like fishie last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8572503575214080169?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8572503575214080169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8572503575214080169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8572503575214080169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8572503575214080169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-had-morbid-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-7943367905506481913</id><published>2008-08-16T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T14:58:16.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOO.&lt;br /&gt;i am blogging because fishie was lamenting that she has already given up coming here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw jy's msn and it read "i miss amk". i have the exact same feelings, although it isnt very far from my home. i guess no school will ever replace sng in my heart. awesome-est friends are really hard to come by! i miss the days when people greeted with real heartfelt hugs. im really deprived of that now D: so i really look forward to cong coming over on monday! i really hope she does make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really empty. falling into abyss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7943367905506481913?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/7943367905506481913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=7943367905506481913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7943367905506481913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7943367905506481913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/08/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-184270487203278418</id><published>2008-07-27T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T15:26:36.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss secondary school life. stressed now pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to next lielow as usual! haha just heard from jun that tay posted scandalous me and jun photos taken during last sleepover on fb... luckily tay didnt tag them! hopefully she doesn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-184270487203278418?l=-whee.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-10634822.post-4815706802635626493</id><published>2008-06-08T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:39:24.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FISHIE'S NOT GOING TO THE STATES ANYMORE YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. sngg lielow here i come! photos photos crazy times. im bringing my campbell to mug jun please bring yours too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down last week, up this coming week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-4815706802635626493?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/4815706802635626493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=4815706802635626493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4815706802635626493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4815706802635626493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/06/fishies-not-going-to-states-anymore-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-7494467582891620826</id><published>2008-06-01T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:23:29.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really look forward to meeting lielow. may's birthday affair was awesome and i was totally tickled by xm's sarcastic nature of stating her intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be blogging about ib life here, this blog shall solely be a "living in the past"  blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7494467582891620826?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/7494467582891620826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=7494467582891620826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7494467582891620826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7494467582891620826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-really-look-forward-to-meeting-lielow.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-2837571108448397717</id><published>2008-05-01T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T19:51:03.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>surprise surprise i'm here on this may day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its week seven, i'm kinda looking forward to june already. lots of fun stuff packed up! xD which unfortunately also means more sleep forgone :S staying over with the peeps during sngg camp shall be my motivation for these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder who actually still comes here, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-2837571108448397717?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/2837571108448397717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=2837571108448397717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/2837571108448397717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/2837571108448397717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/05/surprise-surprise-im-here-on-this-may.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-799187512218280376</id><published>2008-03-30T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:23:37.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>centrestage is overrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;WANNABE TERRORISTS RETURN IS THE BOMB MAN.&lt;br /&gt;im really sad it's all over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-799187512218280376?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/799187512218280376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=799187512218280376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/799187512218280376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/799187512218280376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/03/centrestage-is-overrrrrrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-8048436721991548999</id><published>2008-03-10T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T11:05:42.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>march holidays are here! which doesn't really serve its true purpose. then again, there's no school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read fishie's blog and realised how much i still miss her. she's in the states now! and then i read lielow blog, and realised how long it has been since we last saw each other. i'm missing every one like crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8048436721991548999?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8048436721991548999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8048436721991548999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8048436721991548999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8048436721991548999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-holidays-are-here-which-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-2279855866189488621</id><published>2008-03-02T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T13:13:58.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really miss 4j!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy week, more crazy weeks to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-2279855866189488621?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/2279855866189488621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=2279855866189488621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/2279855866189488621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/2279855866189488621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-really-miss-4j-crazy-week-more-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-4777837986585296430</id><published>2008-02-25T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T00:32:09.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am freaked out by fishie's dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as i dont update, it means im busy mugging! i still have lots to catch up on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-4777837986585296430?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/4777837986585296430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=4777837986585296430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4777837986585296430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4777837986585296430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-freaked-out-by-fishies-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-1613181595339203692</id><published>2008-02-17T09:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T09:10:17.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forsee my blog becoming a once-a-week thing from now on. life has been so hectic and stressing, and i don't expect the situation to become any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fishie dont be sad kay i'll go out for dinner with you some day and it'll be happy! yes, i do visit your blog still! don't know if this helps, but i love you! our schools are less than 1km apart but we still dont see each other :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-1613181595339203692?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/1613181595339203692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=1613181595339203692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1613181595339203692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1613181595339203692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-forsee-my-blog-becoming-once-week.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-8880135579311335337</id><published>2008-02-10T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T10:10:26.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's sunday and i have an econs test tomorrow! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels good to be back in ctk, where i know every one and every one knows me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq at fishie's house was okay... by the time i reached there the bbq was already over. so i just grabbed two chicken wings and a few marshmellows. then we played bridge and wii upstairs. i missed every one! although they kept poking fun about my accent :S and yanbing cut her hair! i think it suits her more than her long hair. and cong cut her hair too! she looks cute to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8880135579311335337?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8880135579311335337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8880135579311335337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8880135579311335337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8880135579311335337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-sunday-and-i-have-econs-test.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-7100865143747866045</id><published>2008-02-07T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T09:37:00.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the holiday mood lingers in the air, and i'm very much affected by it. my mind goes into a state of hibernation, unable to think nor concentrate. nonetheless, i'm still aware of the long list of 'to-do's on my agenda which must be completed by hook or by crook. i can't tell if i'm feeling stressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7100865143747866045?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/7100865143747866045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=7100865143747866045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7100865143747866045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7100865143747866045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/02/holiday-mood-lingers-in-air-and-im-very.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-2425500616171205091</id><published>2008-02-06T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T07:23:10.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was my first day at acsi. it was kind of cool. my class is damn friendly, and we have the most normal boy-girl ratio. the only thing i'm not warming up well to is the workload, because i have so much to catch up on! what's more, i have like 3 tests in the coming two weeks! and i've to read two books by the end of cny. the mere thought of it gave me a headache yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after cny celebrations, we went out to vivo to grab a bite. the trip was amusing, this guy (i haven't found out his name yet) kept wanting to go to toysrus and almost played at the children's playground along with the kids. and he kept saying things which were so random. like, on our way down, he suddenly started talking about having kids of his own etc. lol, i asked him if he even had a girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class is going to visit our co-form teacher on sunday at his house. i am looking forward to it! it spells f-u-n. i'm starting to like our class a lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-10634822.post-5667775955712819109</id><published>2008-01-30T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:45:53.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R59-3RGJOyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/5Dj9EbYGpgY/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R59-3RGJOyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/5Dj9EbYGpgY/s320/021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160983185936956194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;probably the best snowing picture i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R59_NhGJOzI/AAAAAAAAADE/fCIcpU1QcW8/s1600-h/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R59_NhGJOzI/AAAAAAAAADE/fCIcpU1QcW8/s320/130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160983568189045554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and dad with the inushuk at whistler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R59__hGJO0I/AAAAAAAAADM/TEhYoSfIbrA/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R59__hGJO0I/AAAAAAAAADM/TEhYoSfIbrA/s320/149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160984427182504770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;still at whistler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-AfRGJO1I/AAAAAAAAADU/XRLIlYM3jOM/s1600-h/214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-AfRGJO1I/AAAAAAAAADU/XRLIlYM3jOM/s320/214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160984972643351378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;backyard snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-BQxGJO2I/AAAAAAAAADc/1E8vZDihhhM/s1600-h/253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-BQxGJO2I/AAAAAAAAADc/1E8vZDihhhM/s320/253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160985823046876002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;christmas day with real christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-B0BGJO3I/AAAAAAAAADk/p4KAEY-6UVo/s1600-h/271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-B0BGJO3I/AAAAAAAAADk/p4KAEY-6UVo/s320/271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160986428637264754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the view that, according to mr fryer, inspires poets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-CcBGJO4I/AAAAAAAAADs/o8QOU20DhYs/s1600-h/DSCN1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-CcBGJO4I/AAAAAAAAADs/o8QOU20DhYs/s320/DSCN1231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160987115832032130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the hotels at downtown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-DMRGJO5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/4RA6Z0vZBDo/s1600-h/DSCN1242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-DMRGJO5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/4RA6Z0vZBDo/s320/DSCN1242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160987944760720274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the pretty much touch-no-buy lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-D5RGJO6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/6ibwlN2htFA/s1600-h/DSCN1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-D5RGJO6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/6ibwlN2htFA/s320/DSCN1243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160988717854833570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;casper bought the chocolate-covered marshmellows which were damn good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-EehGJO7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/U1hOHAyVKBs/s1600-h/DSCN1247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-EehGJO7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/U1hOHAyVKBs/s320/DSCN1247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160989357804960690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reminiscent of the heeren's HMV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-FJhGJO8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/MHAs6mPWLMI/s1600-h/DSCN1255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-FJhGJO8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/MHAs6mPWLMI/s320/DSCN1255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160990096539335618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-FixGJO9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/jiXAX5eJi-I/s1600-h/DSCN1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-FixGJO9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/jiXAX5eJi-I/s320/DSCN1271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160990530331032530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-GAxGJO-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/mNEX3qIZ5TE/s1600-h/DSCN1284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-GAxGJO-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/mNEX3qIZ5TE/s320/DSCN1284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160991045727108066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;done just outside the garage, which was a stupid idea cos 10mins later we had to drive out so it had tyre marks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-GxBGJO_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/FY4FVG2KIgE/s1600-h/DSCN1294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-GxBGJO_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/FY4FVG2KIgE/s320/DSCN1294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160991874655796210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;view at white rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-NEBGJPAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pXz9CKiSLKg/s1600-h/DSCN1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-NEBGJPAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pXz9CKiSLKg/s320/DSCN1304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160998798143077378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it snowed last night and now the snow's melting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-NqhGJPBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/msH9U2mAJEQ/s1600-h/DSCN1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R5-NqhGJPBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/msH9U2mAJEQ/s320/DSCN1305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160999459568040978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sunny day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-5667775955712819109?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/5667775955712819109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=5667775955712819109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/5667775955712819109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/5667775955712819109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/01/probably-best-snowing-picture-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/R59-3RGJOyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/5Dj9EbYGpgY/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10634822.post-8612113182713215278</id><published>2008-01-28T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:33:41.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im coming back guys! see you soon! and yes, it's forever. kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. sngg red badge, go back on 8 feb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8612113182713215278?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8612113182713215278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8612113182713215278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8612113182713215278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8612113182713215278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-coming-back-guys-see-you-soon-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-4304623826816116004</id><published>2008-01-24T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T14:45:55.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so happy with my marks, i can start dancing the dance i learnt today at dance class now! only thing that was stopping me was higher chinese. guess what i got- b4! i kind of expected it anyway, that was one of the subjects i had least confidence in! with the unexpected level of easiness and all. in any case, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps. o's isn't an excuse for me to go back, friends. i'll see you guys in march!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-4304623826816116004?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-10634822.post-1830925662902121694</id><published>2008-01-24T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T12:45:29.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG I AM MISSING (or rather, missed) OUT ON SO MUCH FUN! CHECK OUT FANG TING'S BLOG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am gonna wake up at 5.30 to hitchhike my sis's school bus and meet all my ex-classmates in our ex-4J classroom and crash our junior class at 6.30, playing (guess wad) BRIDGE! "SN 4J Bridge Club", here i come! Then i can attend morning assembly and go class hopping and greet and thank the teachers in our traditional SN way, gonna be so fun! then we can all go and eat ORANGE BOWL. ^_^ Though thursday's the day i am getting back my O level results, i still can't wait!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I AM SO SAD LAH :( I WANT TO PLAY BRIDGE!!! OVER HERE WE ONLY PLAY BIG TWO BECAUSE THE REST ONLY KNOW HOW TO PLAY THAT. I WANT TO PLAY BRIDGE!!! :( AND MORNING ASSEMBLY! I NEVER REALISED HOW STANDING ON THE TRACK CAN BE SUCH A NICE FEELING. AND ORANGE BOWL I HAVE BEEN EATING IT FOR 10 YEARS, TEN WHOLE YEARS YO. AND I MISS WALKING TO SCHOOL IN THE MORNING WHEN EVERY ONE IS STILL ASLEEP AND ITS SO QUIET AND PEACEFUL. AND THE SPECS STAND AND THE CLASS ROOM OMG THE CLASS ROOM. I CANT BELIEVE THEY ARE TEARING THE WHOLE SCHOOL DOWN NEXT YEAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-1830925662902121694?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/1830925662902121694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=1830925662902121694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1830925662902121694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1830925662902121694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/01/omg-i-am-missing-or-rather-missed-out.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-3731339569000393117</id><published>2008-01-24T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T08:16:14.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fine, i shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after coming to canada, i realised spore is super ulu to the people here. take a look at the few questions i got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"are there a lot of jungles in singapore?"&lt;br /&gt;"is singapore in china?"&lt;br /&gt;"do you live with monkeys?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny right? another encounter: we were discussing about lord of the flies and mr fryer was telling the class how every one was among the top 1% of the world population in terms of wealth, comfort etc. one guy then said, "yeah, not like in asia, where they have ten children."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are the promotional advertisements screaming 'uniquely singapore'? where are the big posters of the singapore city skyline?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3731339569000393117?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3731339569000393117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3731339569000393117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3731339569000393117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3731339569000393117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/01/fine-i-shall-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-6736607906150473619</id><published>2008-01-17T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T12:37:09.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we watched a movie in class today. it's called 'the gods must be crazy'. i highly recommend this to every one, it's both hilarious and entertaining! please do rent and watch it if you have the time, i guarantee you won't regret it! the bushman in the movie is so cute, not in the modern day context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just came back from hip hop at the recreational centre. its so different from studio wu! but at least i'm still able to keep in touch with dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugging my ass off every day now, exams are barely two weeks away! its much easier to mug here though, you only take four courses each time. of course the down side is you've got two major exam seasons in a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-6736607906150473619?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/6736607906150473619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=6736607906150473619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/6736607906150473619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/6736607906150473619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-watched-movie-in-class-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-6451997848322637161</id><published>2008-01-14T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T13:29:07.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since fishie pointed out that the first blog she goes after updating her own blog is mine, which is part of her must-do routine everytime she goes online, i shall attempt to blog more frequently! she goes online at least once every day, and blogs thrice daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my mum regrets leaving me in canada. she has been sending me email after email about my place in hci, and that the principal has so graciously given me till 18jan to make a decision. it seems as though the idea of top jc in spore is too tempting for her to give up. she even dug out canada employment rates for 2007, though they eventually proved against her point. she becomes so resourceful when it comes to internet searching for this kind of information. i wouldnt be able to find anything to save my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad, on the other hand, seems to be less stressed over the matter. he told me to ask for more money if i didnt have enough, but also said, "see your four pairs of jeans can sustain you."  it seems quite ironical though, my dad is supposed to be the more traditional and more unwilling-to-let-everything-go one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is as though i am mentally journeying back and forth singapore and canada every day. the emails and phone calls and internet smses are enough to drive me crazy, and as my uncle puts it, i am the "ping pong ball in a table tennis match". i've made my decision and i'll live with it if anything goes wrong; no one can guarantee i wont regret going back to spore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, i realised i cannot fit any study periods into my saturday evening slot in my homework timetable, i wont be able to concentrate! it will be purely msn time with spore peeps. and it is this that i look forward to the whole week! i already feel so distant from all my friends although it has only been a week since school started. the fact that i cant go back to sn to meet the teachers (like jiayin, alyssa, cong...), the fact that i cannot eat orange bowl whenever i want to (like almost everyone in sn), the fact that i cant go for guides every week (like lielow)... the fact that i missed cca fair and will miss fiesta (by one week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the emotional support here is not yet as strong as it is in spore, but i know i will pull through somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-6451997848322637161?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/6451997848322637161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=6451997848322637161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/6451997848322637161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/6451997848322637161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/01/since-fishie-pointed-out-that-first.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-4113453945430431740</id><published>2008-01-13T06:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T06:04:54.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school has been enriching! i enjoy lessons. i dont think i'd ever say this in spore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-4113453945430431740?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/4113453945430431740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=4113453945430431740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4113453945430431740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4113453945430431740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-has-been-enriching-i-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-4956988224420302979</id><published>2008-01-08T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T09:35:29.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so freaking pissed. but the people i usually tell are not online and won't be in a long time. and by the time they're online when i am, i would have gotten over it already. which makes me even more pissed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was okay today.. i still haven't met the counsellor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im now in grade 11, and im already fretting about my grade 12 blended marks. i need to live up to my dad's incredible expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-4956988224420302979?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/4956988224420302979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=4956988224420302979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4956988224420302979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4956988224420302979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-so-freaking-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-1513425523102066664</id><published>2008-01-02T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T01:17:23.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jelly: dream of me!&lt;br /&gt;fishie: i will try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting in spore soon, in six hours or so. i really hope ng will be fine in hci! cos im not there to be her buddy anymore. i miss everyone so much! lielow, 4j, oriole, choir... i really hope when i go back i march i'll be able to meet every single one of them! but considering it will be the week right after march holidays, i really dont think i can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting next week for me, i really hope that my visit with the counsellor will be fruitful. the last visit was a complete waste of my time, and i was quite pissed. hopefully everything can be sorted out by the end of next week! i want to start on my online course as soon as possible. and finish it as soon as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-1513425523102066664?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/1513425523102066664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=1513425523102066664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1513425523102066664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1513425523102066664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2008/01/jelly-dream-of-me-fishie-i-will-try.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-8891429951493850496</id><published>2007-12-29T02:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T02:53:20.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone in singapore is asleep now, only ng is awake but she's blogging. she's nocturnal, her maximum is like 7am. i realised that there'll be less and less chances for me to talk to everyone on msn. the clashing time zones really suck. especially when school starts. in the morning it'll be midnight singapore time, but unless i wake up earlier to chat, i dont think i will go online. when i come back from school, 3pm canada = 7am singapore, and everyone will not be online they will be going to school! 11pm canada = 3pm singapore, school would have just ended. SUCKS BIG TIME LAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8891429951493850496?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8891429951493850496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8891429951493850496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8891429951493850496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8891429951493850496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/12/everyone-in-singapore-is-asleep-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-2560411829615024562</id><published>2007-12-28T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:52:00.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been looking at the computer all day and my eyes sting real bad. i wonder how on earth did my sis do it for multiple days during her stay. its crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-2560411829615024562?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/2560411829615024562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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with an accent that i dont understand, dress angmohly then eat angmohly then maybe have an angmoh boyfriend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3470197535655904890?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3470197535655904890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3470197535655904890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3470197535655904890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3470197535655904890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/899313065793494591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-3831825903010711347</id><published>2007-12-12T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T11:36:59.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whistler was dammit fun! snowboarding was tiring. but i still think it's a cool sport, much cooler than skiing! we played pictionary, game of life and twister. i think pictionary is highly engaging. we couldnt play much of it though cos matthew was too young to play it. got a shirt from one of the shops. i like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how tomorrow will be. everything will be different from before. this will be a bigger transition than from secondary to post-secondary education. will i make new friends? will i just spend the whole day being a loner, even during lunch? will i lose my way around the compound? will i be unable to understand their accent? so many "will i"s. i seriously hope i'll cope well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was blog hopping and everyone seems to be complaining that they are bored to death as they have nothing to do. and i thought i was the only one. enjoy your holidays people, once jan,2,2008 comes there won't be much chance to let your hair down anymore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3831825903010711347?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3831825903010711347/comments/default' title='Post 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i am blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who dont know, i'm not in singapore now! so sms me at your own risk. it's been almost a week, and the environment here is superb! totally breathtaking and all. the weather was snowy for the past few days, and we made a snow man and a snow dog/pig/wimp (what my cousin calls it). rain came and melted the snow dog before we could take a picture of it, but i guess we'll have plenty of opportunities to do it again! i am looking forward to whistler this friday, snow boarding here i come! skiing sounds scary to me haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how everyone is. everytime i switch on the computer the timing's quite bad. i have to remember to keep looking at the computer time. that day i saw limzhen online (8am singapore time) and talked to her. soon after my cousin came and a video call was made and it was so hilarious. i think limzhen had free entertainment for breakfast or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-10634822.post-8084074795575357038</id><published>2007-11-27T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T18:28:01.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was prom! yes, the supposedly big day. it had been four years since i last put on make up. the food was horrible and it was a miserable seven course meal! and we paid $75! haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday's coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my blog is becoming more and more dead cos im just too lazy to blog after the o's! what an irony. i play the piano the most during o's. funny right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8084074795575357038?l=-whee.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-10634822.post-8857098847608545048</id><published>2007-11-21T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T14:43:13.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im turning into stone, i feel so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leaving next friday, kinda looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've submitted my PAE. i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8857098847608545048?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8857098847608545048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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i've been going out every single day since the o's ended! and guess what, i am damn sick now! i have tons of tablets to consume, which is irritating. i really hope i get well real soon :( soon as in tomorrow or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stardust was quite good, but i thought the ending was quite lame and slipshod. but overall its still entertaining and it got me all fleety! i fleet, i float, i fleety flee, i fly! taken from the sound of music soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prom is coming, but i dont feel excited! in fact, i'm starting to dread it! this is so disappointing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3170058615052351068?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3170058615052351068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3170058615052351068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3170058615052351068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3170058615052351068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-lol-i-havent-been-blogging-in.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-7263530153324648815</id><published>2007-11-15T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T09:46:43.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is thurs, and o's have been over for two days. i feel very exhausted! not because of o's but because of all the shopping and walking! and im going to do more of it later. i think my veins are seriously at risk of popping out and becoming spider veins when i grow old. which is not good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piang, i just realised my maid went to wash almost all my shoes! including my school shoes! im damn pissed now, i have to wear my old clean pair of shoes to school these few days! which is not comfortable at all! and it was my mum who told her to wash all of them! like, hello?! i need them! i had told her earlier not to touch my shoes unless i said so. where are my personal rights?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so financially insecure. i need cash!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7263530153324648815?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/478985221017884553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=478985221017884553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/478985221017884553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/478985221017884553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/11/testrifficcom.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-8820147767724087228</id><published>2007-11-10T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T21:56:20.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a call came in at around twelve plus today, and it made me so nervous for the whole afternoon. after i hung up i immediately regretted agreeing to help out. but now come to think of it, it wasn't that bad after all! i'm all smiles now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch stardust damn badly! someone ask me out for a movie pleaseeeee. sianz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8820147767724087228?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8820147767724087228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8820147767724087228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8820147767724087228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8820147767724087228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/11/call-came-in-at-around-twelve-plus.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-8960555189010895254</id><published>2007-11-08T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:45:54.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just woke up from a three-hour nap, it's nine plus in the evening now! so freaking tired, my eyelids are heavier than lead! actually i know why they're so tired, but i feel like all my body parts are going to rot away in this instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent deepavali at sim lim square looking at notebooks. my mum said that there were many shops there so "there are so many models to choose from" but i feel that all are the same, hello all the products are identical, just that they're under "different bosses". for each particular brand there are just five different models to compare and choose from, and there aren't even that many brands. competition is especially fierce there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was happy :) lol it was movie and bridge most of the time. and the ALYSSA ADISASMITA went to cheat my feelings, i was the only one wearing red! she said it was "an auspicious colour", and in the end every one wore the most ominous colour, black. luckily yanzhen forgot and wore white! anyway i am particularly tickled that weiling cant help but stare at us play bridge hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RzMUwNZFOUI/AAAAAAAAACs/PeOYNz5DrOo/s1600-h/P1000922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RzMUwNZFOUI/AAAAAAAAACs/PeOYNz5DrOo/s320/P1000922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130467218966264130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RzMVU9ZFOVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8FXMOvYEo14/s1600-h/P1000925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RzMVU9ZFOVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8FXMOvYEo14/s320/P1000925.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130467850326456658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RzMUwNZFOUI/AAAAAAAAACs/PeOYNz5DrOo/s72-c/P1000922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10634822.post-7185873397792448414</id><published>2007-11-06T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:42:54.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heavy papers finished! now we're only left with triple science MCQ papers! im not going to go on and on about the papers, im just glad that it's almost over. so many things to look forward to after o's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol i act as though o's are already over =.= oh well (^.^)v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7185873397792448414?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/7185873397792448414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=7185873397792448414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7185873397792448414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7185873397792448414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/11/heavy-papers-finished-now-were-only.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-8949813034900656829</id><published>2007-11-02T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T18:15:53.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i feel so overwhelmed now. i went to fishie's blog and watched the first video, omg connie talbot from britain's got talent totally rocks. perhaps im slow, but who cares. i was tearing by the end of the second video, which is extremely surprising becuase i dont cry very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="366"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWNoiVrJDsE&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWNoiVrJDsE&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-5983304318256210880?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/5983304318256210880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=5983304318256210880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/5983304318256210880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/5983304318256210880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/11/pfffffffffffffftttttttttttttttttttttttt.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-7037772625461845773</id><published>2007-10-31T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T17:45:36.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BYE BYE CHINESE FOREVER I MIGHT MISS YOU A LITTLE BUT DEFINITELY NOT A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hcl was easy, i cant believe the same comprehension passage actually appeared in front of my eyes during o level. however everyone says its easy, which makes me scared, cos this means that the possibility of moderating the subject is THIS HIGH. and this is not a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every day my mum calls from work to ask how the papers for the day went. and today i told her the same thing, "okay lor." and she went, "A1?" to which i answered a "dont know." i've been telling her this every day since the o levels started, so today she finally exclaimed, "how come every paper is okay? you mean you can get A1 for everything?" and i answered, "how am i supposed to know..." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i suddenly miss lie low a lot! like, really a lot. the message i received yesterday really made me sit up and omg i cant wait how i wish the o's have ended already! i love you guys! lol im still very much in love with hairspray songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J6g_xUwYy14&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J6g_xUwYy14&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7037772625461845773?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/7037772625461845773/comments/default' 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type='html'>明天的高级华文会考，实在让我感到太紧张了，除了上个星期的化学和地理(geography)。今天数学考试完毕后，我就用豹子速度“飞”了回家。做了几个小时的综合填空，但依然没有改进！综合填空有十道题，幸运的话能拿七分，不幸运的话。。别提了！今早朋友提醒了我，下个星期就是物理，英文文学和social studies的考试了。天啊！怎么会那么快？自从会考开始后，我就只顾着隔天的考试科目，并没想到下个星期等等那么远。看来我得加很多油！(not literally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“不显山，不露水。”这是我从词典上学来的。意思是：普通，不引起注意。我觉得他还挺有意思，想出这句话的名人应该有非一般的想象力吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;学校有中国浸濡活动来增强学生对华文文化的见解，我看我现在采用华文浸濡来积极把自己的华文从泥坑里救出来！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-4083470932896435476?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/4083470932896435476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=4083470932896435476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://alyybelly.livejournal.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall blog in chinese in an attempt to salvage my hcl on wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的华文实在很烂，嗨。上次朋友教我的“人生自古谁无死，留取_心照汗青”我都还没背好！我连字的汉语拼音都搞不清楚。。我需要一个奇迹！今天的英文和数学考试还蛮容易，只怕拿A1的分数(benchmark)会很高。一天内，三份卷子，弄得大家都很累，回家睡觉！小鱼(fishie)说她做考卷的时候感到非常疲倦，她做完考卷就睡觉，考官竟然把她叫醒，问她：“你还好吗？”哈哈! 今天苇玲差点儿把我的秘密说出来，我灵机一动，用她的秘密威胁她。幸好她没有我的把柄，不然我就惨了。昨天，妈妈终于买了uZap King自己用。我说我也要用，她说不能用太久，等一下我的大肠(intestines)乱掉。连爸爸都同意。嗨，这是什么道理啊？真气死人！好了，我就此搁笔。真不敢相信这几行的字，我花了差不多半个小时。如果我的华文不进步，那就太失望了。我想，如果在中国长大的六岁孩子来这里，一定会耻笑我的华语程度。不管啦！我多希望星期天早晨的高级华文卷子，我能和中国奖学金学生交换脑袋！拜拜！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3865361282883491179?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3865361282883491179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3865361282883491179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3865361282883491179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3865361282883491179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-inspiration-to-blog-these-few-days-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-8609190304185300785</id><published>2007-10-25T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T21:58:10.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what do you do when you have time? you think about stuff, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVENA CHURCH SAGA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its quite a pity the "victim" was portrayed in such bad light on the papers. while reading the article one can't help but be mad at her, for causing so much trouble. however on hindsight, she's actually quite a sad case. i mean, she has a problem, and it seems that she doesn't even know if she's doing this for herself or her husband. and for all we know, she might really have experienced fears when she relieved herself in the cubicle, undiscovered by the private eye. to me, this possibility should not be ruled out, because she indeed was diagnosed with the problem, and she might have hallucinated everything. yes, its still untrue in the eyes of the law, but hey, she's sick, she's suffering. i don't think she would have derived much joy from this incident herself either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not denouncing my faith to side with the victim. in fact, i am on the church's side. i dont personally know the two priests, neither have i attended their masses before. however it is faith that brings me to believe that both priests are and have always been righteous in their thoughts and actions. i don't think our mother would allow something so atrocious to happen in the church.. right? faith, that's right. faith. it's like the trust that couples have in each other. all in all, i just hope the victim doesn't get a jail term or something too serious. she's guilty i agree, but leniency should be looked into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a broader scale, this whole event has indeed brought catholicism into picture. exorcisms, holy water, priests, and all. add in a christian who was at church and behaved like a snake, it starts to get freaky. i was wondering if non-christians or even non-catholics would develop misunderstandings towards this religion after reading this article. however i was glad that the editor made the effort to include what the lawyer said, "we're not attacking catholicism here... but whether a religious act was forced on someone." it definitely sent out a very clear signal on what the focus of the whole lawsuit was about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8609190304185300785?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8609190304185300785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8609190304185300785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8609190304185300785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8609190304185300785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-do-you-do-when-you-have-time-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-491826716120333448</id><published>2007-10-25T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T17:52:59.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay the papers for this week are all done! phew. today while ms tan led us in prayer she said, "we thank you lord in advance for giving us the stamina to go through this period of exams." i found it very striking, because deep down i really doubt i have the adequate amount of stamina to see me through. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e geog today was.. not as easy. i had not enough time to write out all my points for my last question pfft! how i wish e geog was an oral exam instead of a written exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really want to bang my head for chemistry! i knew it was no hydrogen but i went to write no carbon and i didnt see it while i was checking omg lah i should go and die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning i suddenly thought of prom night... and i was so scared i grew fatter! i was like shit later cannot fit into the prom dress anymore how. so i went to try it on again woah lucky can still fit in. i think this is a warning not to eat too much and get fatter, because lately my food intake is a lot more than usual, due to the arrival of the maid. so every meal i have to eat the extra large portions she gives me. i'd better eat less from now on. i read from somewhere, the fashion consultant received a question on how to lose weight, and she just very strictly said, "you are what you eat... the only way is to eat less and exercise more." i mean, who doesn't know that? it was in a reprimanding tone too, which i found was quite disturbing. die i better eat a lot less and exercise a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jieyang's blog has an entry on the use of the word 'fuck' in homes, and i was thinking about mine. amazingly, its the youngest member in the family who uses this golden word the most often. i dont use it at all, my mum hardly says it (like once a year, when she hits the boiling point, she murmurs it, thinking nobody can hear), and i don't think my dad has even heard of the word before. its amazing, because my sister is supposedly in the top girls primary school, and is going to enter the top girls secondary school soon. two years ago when she switched to the school i really never expected her to learn all the wrong stuff. i guess i had stereotyped people from that primary school to be the most nerdy and bookwormy people ever. last weekend my sister asked my mum if she could go to the airport with her friend to see their idols arriving in singapore. i was quite astounded, because when i went through the idol-craze period, as much as i wanted to go and see my idol, i didnt dare to even breathe a word to my mum about going to "welcome" him to my country. i really wonder if its just my sister's friends, or have children of society really evolved and changed. anyway back to the F word, i agree that it's really handy at times.  however i think it shouldn't be encouraged, because well you dont see influential members of the society saying the word do you. watching LKY or mr president say the word on television would really be an eye opener. to me the word is not cool, fullstop. lol jieyang if you read this and wish to niao me, by all means do so, i don't mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-491826716120333448?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/491826716120333448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=491826716120333448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/491826716120333448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/491826716120333448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-papers-for-this-week-are-all-done.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-5884460337533242335</id><published>2007-10-21T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T20:27:03.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like &lt;em&gt;tomorrow&lt;/em&gt; is my &lt;u&gt;death day&lt;/u&gt;, i am starting to &lt;font size="10"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;get nervous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; and all of a sudden i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; all my &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;very much&lt;/strong&gt;! like ahhhhh i feel like screaming! this is so freaky! i havn't had this feeling for very long! &lt;em&gt;help me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-5884460337533242335?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/5884460337533242335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=5884460337533242335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/5884460337533242335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/5884460337533242335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-like-tomorrow-is-my-death-day-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-4491341815297680011</id><published>2007-10-20T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T09:46:14.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two days left to o levels, jiayou everyone! this morning i woke up to an sms from weiling telling everyone to jiayou. i guess we all need motivation to hang in there. we've come so far, given our best for the prelims. it would be retarded to give up now, to let our efforts go to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="30"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FISHIE GET OFF THE COMPUTER AND STICK YOUR ASS TO THE STUDY CHAIR IMMEDIATELY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two days ago i watched vanness wu on tv. he is c-o-o-l as ice! watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y2bERqrttmI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y2bERqrttmI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice the dance move at 3:15-3:20. it is literally defying gravity i was dumbfounded when i watched him do it on tv omg lah. no special effects no backward recording whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i went online to search more about him, and found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FiwQP4hMXMI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FiwQP4hMXMI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant help but say he has a really hot body! -faints. lol! i was in fact quite surprised to hear this song, because five years ago he actually sang this, in the boy-next-door style. but now its like, so strong and firm. fishie said she couldn't believe i actually liked him five years ago, i cant believe myself either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, limzhen gave me a few superb dance videos which are totally fantabulous! this is my favourite, especially the two guys in black tops, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oblRnGLLMyk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oblRnGLLMyk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-4491341815297680011?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/4491341815297680011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=4491341815297680011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4491341815297680011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4491341815297680011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/10/two-days-left-to-o-levels-jiayou.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-6839328185829235600</id><published>2007-10-09T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T18:02:10.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was nervous for nothing, the prelim slip they gave us was the one with the raw score! so now i have to wait till friday. and worry till friday! this is so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;BRACES OFF!&lt;/u&gt; oh man this is definitely a historic moment in my life! i didnt expect it to be so fast but its good! i love having my teeth back. okay i had my teeth all along, i love having my non-metalled teeth back. hoho still misses her braces, but not me! goodbye forever, braces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain is seriously being worked during school hours and i seriously do not like it. this PPP thing has affected my mood quite badly because of the pile of tkgs papers cat high papers nanyang papers sji papers et cetera et cetera. i tried to embrace all of it, but now i cant keep up with the piling stack. seriously they've given us each enough paper to kill a tree! maybe even two. i am so looking forward to next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-6839328185829235600?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/6839328185829235600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=6839328185829235600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/6839328185829235600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/6839328185829235600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-was-nervous-for-nothing-prelim-slip.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-1004799498184045548</id><published>2007-10-07T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:35:59.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>open houses are extremely tiring, though amusing. it was insightful to see how the poor tour guide brought the crazy and a little weird group (us) around rj faithfully. and seeing vj people rush from nowhere from all directions once the mass dance song starts is seriously woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're getting back our result slip tomorrow and i am so expecting them to moderate all my non-A1 subjects. i believe there is no such thing as moderation in excess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont like the idea of going to china for any holiday, thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-1004799498184045548?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/1004799498184045548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=1004799498184045548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1004799498184045548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1004799498184045548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/10/open-houses-are-extremely-tiring-though.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-990284360973919304</id><published>2007-10-01T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T18:19:23.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i am finally updating, after that photo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;hilda foo&lt;/u&gt; the poo poo smashed her own cake on xunmin and guess what her reward was? a very colourful bird-droppings-like pinafore. congratulations hilda! oh, and happy birthday girl! (the last sentence was not meant to be sarcastic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i havnt really been that elated over my prelim marks, because i know i chose not to study as hard, but oh well its my second nature not to allow my life to revolve around books. i want the teachers to moderate combined humanities and literature, although the chances of these coming true are almost zero. and i am seriously very very very distracted because i need a freaking 19/30 for both essays and i didnt compare the plays. it seems as though i cant start studying until i know my full set of prelim marks. last week i had a valid excuse, but i realised that for the past few days i have been slacking my ass off because of my brain's high inertia. i will definitely eat my books (metaphorically) soon, like in three hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no motivation, die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-990284360973919304?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/990284360973919304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=990284360973919304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/990284360973919304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/990284360973919304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-i-am-finally-updating-after-that.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-4833806773957385447</id><published>2007-09-26T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:45:55.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weiling's expressions are just so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RvpRho_5S4I/AAAAAAAAACE/io1cc8MPO6E/s1600-h/PICS+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RvpRho_5S4I/AAAAAAAAACE/io1cc8MPO6E/s320/PICS+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114489965215566722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RvpR7I_5S5I/AAAAAAAAACM/UDz2ynlVyYA/s1600-h/PICS+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RvpR7I_5S5I/AAAAAAAAACM/UDz2ynlVyYA/s320/PICS+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114490403302230930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RvpSZo_5S6I/AAAAAAAAACU/OyxvR4wyhU4/s1600-h/PICS+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RvpSZo_5S6I/AAAAAAAAACU/OyxvR4wyhU4/s320/PICS+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114490927288241058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RvpSz4_5S7I/AAAAAAAAACc/Mq7jvY4hu9g/s1600-h/PICS+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RvpSz4_5S7I/AAAAAAAAACc/Mq7jvY4hu9g/s320/PICS+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114491378259807154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4833806773957385447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/09/weilings-expressions-are-just-so-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RvpRho_5S4I/AAAAAAAAACE/io1cc8MPO6E/s72-c/PICS+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10634822.post-4343963987393233546</id><published>2007-09-25T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T19:20:50.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a totally slack day in school, the first most slack day of the year! we just sat out butts in the drama studio to listen to three schools talk and then sat in class to do some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while listening to the talk today i realised i wasnt that interested in my initially chosen jc anymore. good or bad, i dont know. but i found myself not paying attention to half the talk, and i wasnt that attracted to what the teacher had to offer. so now i finally understand why in the first place i wanted so much to get into that school. definitely because of my mum. she kept chiding me so much that i decided that i would be better than her and get into a better jc than hers. i would prove it to her. now that the probability of going back to the singapore system next year is like 1/20 (aka 5%), mum never really brought up the topic. and so i found myself thinking more and more about the other 95% and less and less about this 5%. oh well, i just hope that my 95%s will bring me further than this 5%.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10634822.post-2172518307641145313</id><published>2007-09-23T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T22:09:01.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so the second half of this week has been extremely exhilerating. three movies on consecutive days and the last one i watched it without even knowing it was m18. lol they just bought the tickets before i joined them and the ticket person didnt ask for our ic. so i was sort of deceived into watching the show haha! imagine five people dressed like they're going to bed soon and coming out of the theatre at plaza singapura. the people around them are all at least eighteen and dressed very well. stark contrast that's all i can say. hahaha! after that we went to newton hawker centre to have dinner, it was one twenty in the morning when we left the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FISHIE'S HOUSE ROCKS MAN. there's like dont know how many rooms and the living room is way cool and the balcony area has a full set of equipment for a band complete with drums keyboard and guitar and the piano room is like sound proof with a beautiful grand piano and the master toilet is seriously as big as my bedroom and there's a bathtub and oh man it's so overwhelming i want to move in haha! i told my mum about the cool piano and she asked me to go over once every week to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i win liao.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday- hairspray&lt;br /&gt;thursday- kbox and no reservations&lt;br /&gt;friday- sleepover and chuck and larry&lt;br /&gt;saturday- newton hawker centre and disney channel and takashimaya&lt;br /&gt;sunday- amk hub and sleep (i love sleep alot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-2172518307641145313?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-10634822.post-3222549233058001511</id><published>2007-09-19T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:20:11.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you read the post below please change all the aneroxic to anorexic in your mind, as pointed out by miss cheryl woong. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with the guides today to catch hairspray. yes yes, the movie's almost outdated, but better late than never! throughout the whole show i didn't realise that link was zac effron... and after that xm said that corny collin was cyclops. haha! today we had several encounters with foreigners. first one was at candy empire, a dark-skinned woman came up to jun and me and asked for our age, school, class et cetera and i thought i was going to have to give my ic number. she said we looked like fine young women and then asked to see jun's physics textbook and math tys. we then figured her son was thinking of studying here in singapore. so after we said "nice meeting you" to the woman and her family, we went up and sat in front of bebe. gold mannequins dont flatter leopard skin at all, sorry. suddenly, this elderly caucasian couple came up to us and asked if they could take a photo of us! and being the very helpful and friendly guides that we definitely are we obliged (: we found out that they were from belgium, and their tour guide's daughter was from our school. they're quite warm people, but after they left jun and i decided that it'd be very weird for them to bring the photo to their home country and share it with their friends. maybe they'd even post it up on the internet! :S lol as jun said something like this, "we're mugging and taking our o's here, and they're there looking at our photos with their friends!" after that we went to toys'r'us, and barbie dolls are so different now! they're so diversified and each barbie does not look identical with the other. i like the identical ones best. anyway i enjoyed myself! mood now: happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3222549233058001511?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3222549233058001511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3222549233058001511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3222549233058001511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3222549233058001511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-you-read-post-below-please-change.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-3238306233904497689</id><published>2007-09-17T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T20:16:49.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>part 2&lt;br /&gt;just what does the producer gain from allowing these aneroxic people to make it onto the papers? i think aneroxic people should be condemned, for the sake of discouraging them. since i cannot change what appears on tv, i might as well make my difference within my spectrum. but then the question of privacy sets in. like waverly said, "i am my own person." most probably after a long period of time i wont be seeing her anymore, so who am i to interfere with others' affairs? maybe doing it subtly might help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, i have a brain block now and i cant think of anything else to say. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy prelims people! (haha so ironical)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3238306233904497689?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3238306233904497689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3238306233904497689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3238306233904497689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3238306233904497689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/09/part-2-just-what-does-producer-gain.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-4818994590518508601</id><published>2007-09-17T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T17:36:31.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>update: go to any hci-ian blog and you will most probably find a big white banner which screams wriTHINg. this is an effort i guess to raise awareness on aneroxia among teens. interested youths can submit their essays pertaining to the theme for a competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 1&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'll ever be aneroxic. haha! however, whilst browsing through the details for the competition, it suddenly dawned upon me that being aneroxic is miles apart from being vain. i used to think that aneroxia was merely a more severe case of vanity, just that the intensity of the situation was so high that medical help had to be sought. but the mechanism in my brain suddenly clicked and went "vain is pretty, aneroxic is thin. pure thin. pretty or not dont care, just thin." i pondered over it for one day, thinking about just what exactly causes someone to want to be stick thin. so i reached a conclusion that it's all the media's fault, since it's the root of the problem. then i questioned, why does the media want to publicize aneroxia? is it really that cool, for a super model to risk her health just for the sake of being thin, and not even pretty? since being thin does not equate to prettiness, what's the point? sure, being thin is part of being pretty. but does being disgustingly thin contribute to one's level of prettiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg for piano, i will start on part 2 when i come back heehee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-4818994590518508601?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/4818994590518508601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=4818994590518508601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4818994590518508601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4818994590518508601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/09/update-go-to-any-hci-ian-blog-and-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-6936484904935501696</id><published>2007-09-13T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T13:17:37.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>earthquake in indonesia yesterday with a magnitude of 8.4. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huiying&lt;br /&gt;"i was rocking myself on the rocking chair, and i thought why the rocking effect was so drastic. my brother was rocking too but my rocking chair wasn't in contact with his seat so there was no reason for his to rock too! then the photo frames on the wall started to rattle..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xilei&lt;br /&gt;"i was on the car... so i didnt feel anything. even if there was no earthquake the car would still rock so i couldnt tell any difference"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel ho&lt;br /&gt;"my family felt something, but we just continued lazing around."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;"you felt the tremors too? haha so cool."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiling&lt;br /&gt;"-stare-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the reactions just get shorter and shorter till there's no words at all. now let's hear my account! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i was watching my uncle use the computer at the computer table, and suddenly he turned around and asked me why did i shake the table. initially i didnt know what he was talking about, until my mum who was sitting on the piano chair managed an 'earthquake.' i stood still and ohmytian i was swaying left and right! i screamed. my sister couldnt feel it so i told her to sit on the floor and remain still. i too sat down and we felt the tremors again! and we screamed. by that time my mum was already out of the house, bugging us to evacuate. the maid was clueless and shocked and totally at a loss, so i just told her to switch off the gas and come with us. she appeared so scared i laughed. we went down to the sixth floor and there were two men there talking about the tremors and we saw a unit sign swaying and the plants shaking. we chatted for awhile and then the lift came. it was full and once my sister stepped in it rang. lift overload! i laughed all the way down the stairs. my mum was already downstairs, she had gone down immediately without waiting for us. it was so cool and my mum was talking about how in malaysia the tremors were much more significant, with the cables and wires shaking profusely. and of course, she complained about our high inertia which led us to take so long to evacuate the building. then she talked about the normal frequency of the building, and that if the frequency of the tremor was similar to that of the building it would much likely collapse. we reached home and watched cnn. my uncle received tons of sms-es so he forward one to his friend in maldives and a reply came 'i know.' my dad called and i told him about it and he said, 'no it wasnt tremors, i was downstairs shaking the pillar of the flat.' hahaha i told my mum and she said he was talking rubbish..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me ignorant or what, but i wish i could feel it again. maybe five years down the road i'd look back at the above paragraph and go "crazy ah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank goodness there wasn't any major tsunami, only a 3m one. but my uncle said a 3m one is high enough. lol there was also a 15cm one. cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-6936484904935501696?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/6936484904935501696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=6936484904935501696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/6936484904935501696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/6936484904935501696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/09/earthquake-in-indonesia-yesterday-with.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-1986743543360745733</id><published>2007-09-12T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T21:34:25.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lit tomorrow and im here thinking about the tremors i cant get my mind to focus on books now. and jieyang sparked off a train of thoughts tian ah. i think i'll only be able to like revise my lit one hour later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i've decided many times to give up. and till two days ago i really thought i had done it. but it turns out not the case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-1986743543360745733?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/1986743543360745733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=1986743543360745733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1986743543360745733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1986743543360745733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/09/lit-tomorrow-and-im-here-thinking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-4292335851717544995</id><published>2007-09-08T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T12:14:18.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME?&lt;br /&gt;chin hui men selina&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2.WHAT COLOUR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;red. lol&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;my sister and my mum talking&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4. ARE YOUR LEGS CROSSED?&lt;br /&gt;yes x)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?&lt;br /&gt;breakfast&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE?&lt;br /&gt;p-u-r-p-l-e, and i am not a gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;cool breeze. rockxz!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;8. LAST PERSON YOU TAlKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;my mum last night. she was bugging me to finish up my happy meal and go home with the rest soon, it was eleven thirty almost midnight haha!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;9. FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;their most outstanding trait/feature. it differs all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS?&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes :D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11. HOW ARE YOU TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;im wondering why there is a sudden surge of people joining facebook, my email was spammed with facebook notifications!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;12. FAVOURITE DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;no preference&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;13. FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;none&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;14.What is your favourite sport?&lt;br /&gt;whatever fits my mood at that time&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;15. HAIR COLOUR?&lt;br /&gt;black&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;16.EYE COLOUR?&lt;br /&gt;dark brown, but everyone's eyes are dark brown pfft&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;17. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;18. SIBLINGS?&lt;br /&gt;one irritating younger sister who thinks she's smarter than everyone&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;19.FAVOURITE MONTH?&lt;br /&gt;nov/dec, holidays birthdays CHRISTMAS&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;20.FAVOURITE FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;anything munchable&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;21. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?&lt;br /&gt;simpsons&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;22. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR&lt;br /&gt;the day i can slack the whole day without worrying about school and just having fun&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;23. SATURDAY OR SUNDAY?&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;24. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. DO YOU LIKE MARMITE?&lt;br /&gt;what is marmite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;br /&gt;both! haha actually i like all the four seasons&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;27. HUGS OR KISSES?&lt;br /&gt;hugs x) -looks at my class, winks at limzhen and fishie-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;28. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?&lt;br /&gt;vanilla&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;29. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK?&lt;br /&gt;write back what? i guess so..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;30. Who's most LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;nobody, since im pasting this on my blog and not sending it via email!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;31. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;everybody!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;32. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS?&lt;br /&gt;i live with my family&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING?&lt;br /&gt;textbooks and notes =.=&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;34. DID YOU WAKE UP BEFORE YOUR ALARM WENT OFF?&lt;br /&gt;no alarm today, but the house was so noisy i couldnt sleep&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;36. DO YOU MISS BIG BROTHER YET?&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a big brother... i wish i had one man.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;37. FAVOURITE SMELLS?&lt;br /&gt;anything that isnt pungent or choking and not butanoic acid&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;38. WHAT INSPIRES YOU?&lt;br /&gt;saturdays&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;39. BUTTERED, PLAIN, OR SALTED POPCORN?&lt;br /&gt;salted. why isn't caramel one of the options?!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;40. FAVOURITE CRISPS?&lt;br /&gt;anything goes, but once i get hold of the packet dont expect anything left if no one takes it away first&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;41. FAVOURITE CAR?&lt;br /&gt;i like a ferrari&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;42. FAVOURITE FLOWER?&lt;br /&gt;roses are pretty enough&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;43. HOW MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING?&lt;br /&gt;no key ring. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. CAN YOU JUGGLE?&lt;br /&gt;only two :P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;45. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE WEEK&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;46. RED OR WHITE WINE?&lt;br /&gt;white&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;47. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY?&lt;br /&gt;go for mock asia-pacific conference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. DO YOU OWN A DONOR CARD?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;49. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING?&lt;br /&gt;switch off the alarm and get back to sleep asap please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ONCE YOU HAVE FINISHED THIS ?&lt;br /&gt;surf the internet for awhile, and get back to chemistry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-4292335851717544995?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/4292335851717544995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=4292335851717544995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4292335851717544995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4292335851717544995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/09/1.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-3218979126591712990</id><published>2007-09-06T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T20:48:24.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is walking day. places weiling and i covered were sdc, vivo, orchard area. and weiling freaking gave the surveyor my number so that he can call me some time soon to gather feedback?! and vivo is so huge, but its hopeless searching for something to wear for prom there. i finally found one at wisma. weiling.. didnt even try on anything. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is daniel yam the only local designer there is?! i can only sigh when i look at singapore fashion, frankly speaking we are so pathetic. in america you have online advertisements to make these pretty dresses which is so fuss-free and easy! in singapore you walk for countless afternoons without any guarantee you will find something satisfactory. i was lucky, it was only my second afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the weather was wlkns. it was a hot morning so i wore a sleeveless top. then it started raining, and i pulled out my sweater. when i left the house it was sunny, then on the mrt it was freezing. vivo was icy and orchard was omg hotz lah. taka was cold like shit and way back home was hot hot hot nothing else just hhhott! can you imagine how many times i put on and took off my sweater. goodness. stop global warming man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must comment on customer service! i can safely say i was chided and disregarded at major departmental stores when i was just walking down the walkways looking at potential clothes. the salespeople looked at me with discerning eyes, and concluded within a second that i was not a "potential buyer". hello? teenagers have money too okay. ching ching, $$, whatever. and anyway there's nobody else looking at the clothes in your section, would it kill for you to put on a smile at least and at least offer to help. even if you decide to ignore your potential buyer you should not look down on him/her! part of the reason i decided to get my prom outfit from wisma miso centre was because of the excellent service. the salesgirl bothered to ask for my name, and i know her name is shane. she was attentive and helpful all the way, although at that time there were other people browsing around too. i think this is the least a customer should deserve from the salesperson. or rather, a young customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could very well put my letter writing skills into practice and write a complaint letter to all the departmental stores whose salespersons portrayed a negative attitude. singaporeans are very afraid of complaints, right? then i think all the salespeople in singapore should sit up and understand that students can write complaint letters too, and in fact they write better than some adults due to their constant practice in school. for a student to comtemplate resorting to this method means that there must be a real problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3218979126591712990?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3218979126591712990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3218979126591712990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3218979126591712990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3218979126591712990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-is-walking-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-1346593635889712598</id><published>2007-09-02T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T11:58:41.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people guess what happened on friday! school was closed because there was a massive power failure! is that cool or is that cool, we were supposed to have our english paper one prelim! poor teachers had to station themselves in front of the school gate early in the morning to tell those who went to go home. i had baked cookies, but they wont be able to last till school reopens, so my family tree ate them all up. haha! when my cousins discovered that the delicious cookies were made by yours truly (heh) they were O.O and went "really?" haha rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to bring my aunt and uncle out since i had nothing to do at home. okay i had things to do, but i admit i suck lah haha. so we went to vivo and my aunt spent two hours choosing diamonds at goldheart. my uncle and i were trying very hard to stay awake, until the salesperson suddenly identified himself as one of us cos he was from the same dialect group. anyway so after that we were window shopping, and after we came out of esprit, my aunt said, "we can only look but not buy, they are too expensive. we shouldnt spend too much on clothes..." i agreed against my conscience. then my aunt said, "but we must still come out to window shop. otherwise we wouldnt know what's fashionable and what's not." that was the most amazing thing i've ever heard from my aunt, i was really utterly amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on saturday i spent the whole day visiting houses and going to church and having a gathering. my cousins are so freaking old and i feel kind of childish next to them. they are all almost getting married for goodness sake. and one of them just bought a unit at sembawang. and they went out in the afternoon together to buy gold for whatever si4/wu2 dian3 jin1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a craving for subway NOW. it was already present since last night but i've managed to resist the temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy belated birthday rina!&lt;br /&gt;happy belated birthday jieyang!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-1346593635889712598?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/1346593635889712598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=1346593635889712598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1346593635889712598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1346593635889712598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/09/people-guess-what-happened-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-8743871453935630393</id><published>2007-08-27T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T20:59:22.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel very helpless. my mum is on the operating table now at sgh and here i am in front of the computer. we cant visit her at all because it's prelim week for both my sis and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and do i have to mention, xilei dedicated a whole paragraph to me on her blog! haha am i feeling honoured or what. and she wants me to boycott ib so that i can be her oral buddy for a levels. har har. and i agree, it's a good thing she didn't distribute the apples, or else it'd be an applestorm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another man has died after his marathon. i don't understand the whole logic behind it. why do so many people die from running? is it just singaporeans, or are people around the world dying too? i hope no one ever dies after running anymore. it sucks to know that you can die whilst exercising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN YR OLD SN GIRL WINS MS LITTLE UNITED NATIONS BEAUTY PAGEANT. wow. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8743871453935630393?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8743871453935630393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8743871453935630393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8743871453935630393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8743871453935630393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel-very-helpless.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-7686089243175017753</id><published>2007-08-24T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T21:49:54.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i went with peixuan and pearl to amkhub to eat dinner. it took us a hell lot of time just trying to find seats. when we were almost done, this group of boys clad in their ncc uniform came marching in and started searching for seats. initially, we were, "woahz so many people finding seats." then, they split up. so i said, "woah. i feel like im an IRA suspect, they're all over the place." hehz, they were eyeing our seats, but we ignored them. two guys even walked down our aisle and secretly looked at us. after around 15 minutes, the guys found a table, but they needed more seats. the table next to them was taken by an auntie dressed in red. she was eating her food so peacefully when she noticed three uniformed boys standing in front of her in a row, watching her eat her food. rocks lah. she hastened, and scurried away. and from a distance we were laughing at the whole episode, and pearl says the british army officers noticed the IRA suspects watching and laughing at them. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selina chin&lt;br /&gt;selina leanne chin&lt;br /&gt;selina leanne jelly chin&lt;br /&gt;selina baby leanne jelly chin&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say anymore, maybe by the end of this year i will have like ten names? limzhen you rock, "baby baby, you are so cutie, i wanna pinch your cheeks now!" and when i forget to reply her, "aren't you so happy, i talk to you first leh! so full of initiative." and when i reply her, "okay.. i go le. bye!" i love you limzhen. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_inbKal66c0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_inbKal66c0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7686089243175017753?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/7686089243175017753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=7686089243175017753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7686089243175017753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7686089243175017753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-i-went-with-peixuan-and-pearl-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-6577398289115376008</id><published>2007-08-20T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T20:16:04.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS WEEK NINE. mr wong told the whole school today that there's only nine days left to prelims. fangting and i hyperventilated twice until we noticed others were staring at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oral was today and i made a stupid choice by sleeping late last night. when i say late i mean later than my usual time. lol friends will know that it's not very late still but, my biological clock was not really working well haha. cool water on my face saved me like 45mins before oral. im now just glad it's over. finally, after so many lessons of practising oral until i almost have reached the stage equivilant to that of buddha attaining enlightenment. i'm so sick of conversation topics man. bye bye, oral! zai jian! lol. on a lighter note, xilei has declared that i am now officially her "oral buddy", because she is able to remain calm and composed and feels confident about oral when i sit next to her and tell her that there's nothing much we can do when we have already reached this stage. i dont mind being her oral buddy, but the thing is there's no more oral for us to be buddies this year. haha! dont worry xilei i will love you forever regardless of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day: "i'm glad i take geog!"&lt;br /&gt;(by xilei, our conversation topic was on tourism)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-6577398289115376008?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/6577398289115376008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=6577398289115376008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/6577398289115376008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/6577398289115376008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-week-nine.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-7467369413017118645</id><published>2007-08-17T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T20:56:02.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's friday! x) today after assembly we were in the staff room waiting for hilda to finish negotiating with mrs teo, and this caucasian male teacher suddenly came up to us and initiated a conversation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teacher: hey guys wassup!&lt;br /&gt;us: -stare-&lt;br /&gt;teacher: you guys feeling fine? it's friday man, fridayy! friday's date day, party day!&lt;br /&gt;us: haha!&lt;br /&gt;teacher: come on, it's finally the end of the week, after all the abuse you've gotten from the teachers you can finally relax! isn't that great? woohoo~ !&lt;br /&gt;us: hahahaha! (well we had nothing else to say)&lt;br /&gt;ms jacob: (walks past) woah, are you girls disturbing this new english teacher we have here?&lt;br /&gt;teacher: no no nooooo, i'm fine! i was just talking to them about weekends, right?&lt;br /&gt;us: yes (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i discovered that every time we finish the second test of the day, and there's no test the next day, i feel like o's are over! lol the light-hearted atmosphere is really too prominent to ignore, it's even infectious! it's like finding a valley after days of walking in sandstorms. and i just go crazy on these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phrase of the day: captain's in labour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7467369413017118645?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/7467369413017118645/comments/default' 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type='html'>NO GOOD DAY :( PFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. on my way to piano&lt;br /&gt;i missed the freaking 76 whilst waiting for the pancake at prima deli. and the auntie put so much margarine on it i swear its like at least 70g of it lah (average recommended daily intake is 35-40g). after that i decided to sacrifice 35cents and take two buses, hopefully reaching my destination earlier. i hopped onto 269, and lo and behold, my pancake was oozing so much butter it not only got onto my hands but also my HAYDN BOOK AND MY PINAFORE. haydn cost almost 60bucks leh SIXTYYYYYY &gt;:( no good no good pfffffft. the transit bus took ages to come. and finally i got onto 165, the uncle had to drive like he had all the time in the world lah i had a good mind to tell him to speed up but didnt in the end. the walk to my teacher's block was filled with smoke and ashes and it definitely made me dumber okay i tell you pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. piano&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt play properly, what the hell. i practised okay! and my teacher told me ghost stories to try to help me feel the mood of my third piece. her plan sort of backfired because i started to get really freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. after piano&lt;br /&gt;the walk to the bus stop was filled with MORE smoke and ashes than before wlkns i was really pissed off with all that smoke. like every 5metres there's a fire la. the bus took damn long to arrive (again, not surprising). and i was so tired. then while walking home i had to walk like along red candles argh it was a traumatizing experience really i was so scared! can you imagine two rows of red candles all lit up beside the walkway one on your left and the other on your right then you walk in the middle omg it drove me crazy okay i wanted to cry. and it didnt help that i saw this huge altar thing below one of the blocks which was so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there should be like designated places for all these activities lah i simply cannot believe we live in such an air-polluted city pfft. hello on days like these the policemen or whatever should patrol the areas to make sure people dont burn their stuff in the middle of walkways and such. i think if i were blind i'd just walk into one of the fires lah not funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-4824837685821227699?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/4824837685821227699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=4824837685821227699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4824837685821227699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4824837685821227699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-good-day-pfft.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-2207886458884104355</id><published>2007-08-12T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:22:10.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have been spending a lot of time sailing the sea as a pirate on facebook. it is quite addictive i must say. today i attacked an enemy's ship and stole all her coins just by blindly aiming my cannons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day: &lt;em&gt;"xie xie ni huan bao!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha this was from the uncle whom i bought the spray paint from. i told him, "uh wo kan zi dai shi bu xu yao le". he gave me a wide grin and blurted out the quote of the day as if he said it a zillion times before. i almost laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have so many tests this coming week that i simply cannot be bothered to count anymore. this is definitely one of the down sides of long weekends due to holidays. and i had left all my chem macro notes in school lah in school how to study pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-2207886458884104355?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/2207886458884104355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=2207886458884104355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know someone else and expect them to know you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER: WHATEVER HAPPENS, HAPPENS FOR A REASON. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this from joanne, one of the japan trip mates. i havnt talked to her in ages and this email came as a surprise. it's heartwarming to receive these type of emails from someone whom you havn't heard from in a long time. lol anyway i highlighted two of the most emo statements, the first one is damn sad but true. but i shall take delight in the second statement x) cheers everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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great fun, and the glitter's still stuck in my hair now. i realised i forgot to take a photo with xilei! haha. kbox was engaging as usual, just that my voice was not in its tip top condition lol. we didnt teach weiling and woong bridge in the end, everyone just wanted to sing. im sure they'll pick it up somehow. the neoprints somehow made us all look like yellow bananas and my hair makes me look like the girl from doraemon :\ sucks. oh, i left my 100plus on the table in the neoprint shop and when i went back for it it was so embarrassing because there were other people cutting their neoprints there and i just "excuse me"ed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national day tomorrow, and i still don't know how to sing the two national day theme songs. this is the first year. although i have been watching channel u for one hour almost everyday i don't recall watching the national day mvs at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is quite scary to know that an unknown person loves me, so please make yourself known either publicly or privately. if not i'll take it as a scam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX said, &lt;em&gt;"national day is the only day singaporeans actually feel a sense of patriotism towards their country. the other days? they are too caught up with their own lives lah."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironical, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3789907781023561543?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3789907781023561543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3789907781023561543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3789907781023561543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3789907781023561543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/08/itenary-for-today-via-photoblogging-its.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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/_Zi7r02gNGhI/Rrm88STlZaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YLokoy4eexg/s72-c/P1000559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10634822.post-2328511756973105944</id><published>2007-08-07T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T20:48:39.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay haha i initially wanted to wait till after tomorrow before i blog again. but now i cant take it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just went to xilei's blog and i really think she is damn cute. haha especially she's the one i stand next to every morning during assembly period. and one of her posts was quite scandalous because it was like "i love you" or something. i almost died laughing. im sorry xilei but i really think you are way cute. i shall take photos with you tomorrow and i know you will give your trademark smile then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of tomorrow. i am excited! one week ago i had already started thinking about tomorrow. it will be the last celebration in my ten years of stnicks. red and white yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbox tomorrow haha i never thought i would be going to town again to have fun before o's are over you know. but anyway i am already prepared to spend all my money at kbox haha. if all goes well we'll be there from eleven till about seven! YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-2328511756973105944?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/2328511756973105944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=2328511756973105944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/2328511756973105944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/2328511756973105944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay-haha-i-initially-wanted-to-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-3641593011457446227</id><published>2007-08-01T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T20:36:30.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>take a look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;陋室铭&lt;br /&gt;山不在高，有仙则名。&lt;br /&gt;水不在深，有龙则灵。&lt;br /&gt;斯是陋室，惟吾得馨。&lt;br /&gt;苔痕上阶绿，草色入帘青。&lt;br /&gt;谈笑有鸿儒，往来无白丁。&lt;br /&gt;可以调素琴，阅金经。&lt;br /&gt;无丝竹之乱耳，无案牍之劳形。&lt;br /&gt;南阳诸葛庐，西蜀子云亭。&lt;br /&gt;孔子云：“何陋之有。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;课室铭&lt;br /&gt;分不在高，及格就行。&lt;br /&gt;学不在深，作弊则灵。&lt;br /&gt;斯是课室，惟吾闲情。&lt;br /&gt;小说传得快，漫画翻得勤。&lt;br /&gt;琢磨传八卦，相约看电影。&lt;br /&gt;无书声之乱耳，无复习之劳形。&lt;br /&gt;虽非交际场，堪比游乐厅。&lt;br /&gt;心里云：“混张文凭。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we spent the entire afternoon staying back to decorate our class for national day. i absolutely love it now! lol my hand has no feeling now. i painted the esplanade for 1.5hours and crayoned the fountain of wealth for 1hour, before proceeding on to painting the gigantic robot. shall post pictures soon! 4j rules competitions manz xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3641593011457446227?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3641593011457446227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3641593011457446227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3641593011457446227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3641593011457446227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/08/take-look-at-this-and-this-haha-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-8164942387141993612</id><published>2007-07-31T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:43:07.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am still undecided. darn, i hate this. how come hilda can be persuaded so easily by her parents, and i still cannot make up my mind after racking my brains for so long. JUN YIN HELPPPPPPPP. haha. i am stressed out over it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I can tell you why, she is why you must die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am clinging hopelessly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8164942387141993612?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8164942387141993612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8164942387141993612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8164942387141993612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8164942387141993612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-still-undecided.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-7669555880987146902</id><published>2007-07-29T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T16:02:22.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the offer seems too good to give up.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's stopping me is the possibility that i might score well enough to get into the jc of my choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7669555880987146902?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/7669555880987146902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=7669555880987146902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7669555880987146902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7669555880987146902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-b-offer-seems-too-good-to-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-1373962006233137913</id><published>2007-07-25T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T17:38:55.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PRELIMS ORAL TODAY AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;haha okay lah it wasnt that bad. its just gnowg was my examiner, he just kept typing furiously on his apple laptop :S and i just kept talking and shooting my mouth off non stop. after oral gets smsed me to ask me how it went, and she said after she had hers she was suicidal :X suicidal is dangerous, dont ever try it! go suck a sweet, its much safer. anyway, immediately i thought of the weiling because she wrote something on the board like "ms nair was so pretty i screwed it up" so i called her up. i guess im quite relieved its over (: yayness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-1373962006233137913?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/1373962006233137913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=1373962006233137913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1373962006233137913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1373962006233137913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/prelims-oral-today-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-3427145516420556647</id><published>2007-07-24T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T19:06:43.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today we dissected frogs during bio (: it was very interesting. lol i shall not gore everyone with the gruesome pictures, just a video of the heart still pumping. fyi, the frogs were supposed to be dead for over three hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UWglKwL2Y5s"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UWglKwL2Y5s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3427145516420556647?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3427145516420556647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3427145516420556647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3427145516420556647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3427145516420556647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-we-dissected-frogs-during-bio-it.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-7384058760821259138</id><published>2007-07-22T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T18:38:50.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sis asked me to help her scan a copy of her prelims schedule, and i went, "what prelims?!" i actually forgot that she, too, will be taking her psle this year and so naturally she will definitely have her prelims. i dont know why but i feel disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retail therapy was very successful although it got my mum a little grumpy towards the end because her feet hurt. wlknsesr has evolved from 'esprit should renovate' to 'esprit so rocks'. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if ws comes here or not, but ws i really feel cheated by you :\ because i thought hard so that the person who bribed you would not say "what lousy answer is that, im not giving you your two bucks" &gt;.&lt; sianz lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7384058760821259138?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/7384058760821259138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=7384058760821259138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7384058760821259138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7384058760821259138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-sis-asked-me-to-help-her-scan-copy.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-1453167033811465403</id><published>2007-07-22T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T08:05:24.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;THIS WAS ON WEILING'S BLOG:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone around's turning emo :( &lt;strong&gt;Even Leanne's getting emo! Which is something um, you know, really kind of unexpected.&lt;/strong&gt; Woong too. Cheer up okay friends just know that I love yall alot &amp; no matter what happens I'll be there! We should all stop being emo &amp;amp; be very happy people :D STUPID STUDIES turn everyone crazy lah huh. I shall buy more stickers to make ourselves happier yay :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello weiling you poot poot what is so unexpected huh huh huh. and obviously you love me right otherwise you'd blow up long ago whenever i suan you. HAHAHA! and yyyeah right whatever lah haha you want to be the special person i let you be lor har har har hee hee hee ho ho ho :P lol im suanning you now! haha you nek, pokemon, gotta catch 'em all, PoKeMoN~ ! haha omg i shall use that in class, it's so y-o-u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-1453167033811465403?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/1453167033811465403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=1453167033811465403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1453167033811465403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1453167033811465403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-was-on-weilings-blog-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-7041917138578342056</id><published>2007-07-21T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T19:57:19.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha xie xie for the care and concern friends x) and weiling, well im emo occasionally, but you're emo every single day every single lesson! that's the difference (: hee hee hee! who's the ne(r)k! the 'r' was in brackets because you have evolved from recess to whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meritus mandarin esprit tomorrow, my mum so rocks! she offered to bring me to buy that skirt i mentioned only once! im hoping to sneak a top too onto the cashier's counter, and hopefully more clothes if my mum's in a good mood. yay this is the life man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so harry potter book seven is out. i will read it after o's, but not for now! im already prepared for friends spoiling it for me, lie low's reading it already, choir people have preordered it, and class people are nerds. but i'd really like to know if harry's the last horcrux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're so special i cant stop thinking of you :S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7041917138578342056?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/7041917138578342056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=7041917138578342056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7041917138578342056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7041917138578342056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/haha-xie-xie-for-care-and-concern.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-8972086047282908386</id><published>2007-07-20T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T21:51:32.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like crying. as for the reason why im feeling this way i dont know. perhaps this is my way of keeping in touch with my true human feelings. thinking back, i've been putting on a false mask, not only to deceive the world, but more significantly to deceive myself. constantly telling myself that im doing fine isnt going to work i realise, because the truth is i am struggling for that extra gulp of sea air, fighting so hard just to even pull through till the week ends. i need to buck up. alot. chem today was a total mess, well i deserved it didnt i. qualitative analysis is totally screwed, i cant remember colours of precipitates for nuts. and despite knowing this i still didnt spend more time on it. i think today's mixed feelings can be attributed to math lesson, i found out that i have forgotten all the differentiation and integration things from a to z whatever completely. and i had so naively thought two months ago that i would not forget anything because i had done all the tys questions and it would be ingrained in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8972086047282908386?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8972086047282908386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8972086047282908386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8972086047282908386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8972086047282908386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feel-like-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-2224581032904341204</id><published>2007-07-19T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T16:19:43.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday while i was walking from the canteen i met xinhui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xh: eh i still cant believe you studied for one hour for bio and got a 35.5/40, i studied for six hours and got a 29.5/40!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sel: -stones, continues walking-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xh: well? arent you going to feel sorry for me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sel: for what? i already told you not to be a loser by studying so much and memorizing off whole chunks of words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xh: -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i guess this round was a pleasant surprise, i never manage to score well for bio. but i still stick to my "dont study too hard" rule. the trainee teacher mr tan said this morning, "there's always time for more studying." maybe i shall try to accept that fact and come to terms with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-2224581032904341204?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/2224581032904341204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=2224581032904341204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/2224581032904341204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/2224581032904341204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-while-i-was-walking-from-canteen.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-436202455508896956</id><published>2007-07-17T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:45:58.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;today is an eventful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;early in the morning xilei walked into class and ho ho what did she see? a whole tray of eggs sitting on her table! lol it was mrs tan's gift to us, one person each. weiling was sceptical, saying that mrs tan might have given us the eggs because she wanted to murder us. others said that she did so to hopefully gain our attention during class. the real reason was because she was so amazed that most of us could answer one of the questions in the test paper, and "gave very good answers". i must say that it really was quite a ridiculous reason to cook eggs, but oh well free eggs anyway so yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today during recess this happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drink stall uncle: hey selina!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;sel: hi (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;dsu: i was reading the new paper yesterday and saw the newpaper face competition, and i was surprised you didn't join!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;sel: huh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;dsu: (very earnestly) really, you should join next time, when you remove your braces!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;sel: (somewhat amused) uh... okayyy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;dsu: yes you should! you have the authentic chinese face!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;sel: (very amused) lol okay!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;dsu: (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha omgoodness man. uncle is damn hilarious he's a nice guy (: LOL. i went back and told jun and he apparantly once said that she had an american face. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/Rpy2bTOa71I/AAAAAAAAAA0/GRwgDC942L8/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088142259155300178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/Rpy2bTOa71I/AAAAAAAAAA0/GRwgDC942L8/s320/DSC00153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my new addition to my desk in class, created by yours truly (: materials used are: peixuan's consent form, jun's scotch tape. im planning to keep it on my desk for as long as it lasts. jun had no comments upon seeing where her scotch tape went. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-436202455508896956?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/436202455508896956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=436202455508896956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/436202455508896956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/436202455508896956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-is-eventful-day-early-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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/_Zi7r02gNGhI/Rpy2bTOa71I/AAAAAAAAAA0/GRwgDC942L8/s72-c/DSC00153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10634822.post-8710587609923593524</id><published>2007-07-16T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T15:25:01.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lie low's over at tay's house having study session now, and here i am stuck at home :( piano later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astonishing fact of the day: hilda comes here! and she has commented that i am an emo freak. is that shocking or is that shocking :O firstly i didnt even know hilda reads blogs and secondly she doesnt use slangs like "emo" and "freak" at all. not in my presence. haha hi hilda (: lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my post (plus xinhui's) last thursday sparked off a series of uh.. comments. in school. haha, ng thought i was really upset about it. i was, actually, though not immediately after reading xinhui's blog. it was a the-more-you-think-about-it-the-more-you-get-upset-over-it kind of thing. xinhui said that she saw my comment on her blog telling her to chill and that i wasnt affected at all, then she came here and saw me flaming *ahem. haha, i think she got a rude shock. well just to clear the air, im not really upset or anything anymore after i flamed that girl. lol xunmin is vulgar she used two rude words in one sms! xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8710587609923593524?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8710587609923593524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8710587609923593524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8710587609923593524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8710587609923593524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/lie-lows-over-at-tays-house-having.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-4669839606828061839</id><published>2007-07-15T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:07:36.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>only three tests this coming week! i think most of us are jumping for joy and screaming hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was listening to this song "somewhere out there" over the radio today. it's quite an oldie, but it still hasn't lost its charm and appeal. i love the lyrics, and the voices are superb. the song triggered off a hidden memory, one that hasn't been occupying my mind for the past two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went to both andrea and gerard's parties. i must say i did enjoy listening to all the music and watching jurassic park and just recuperating from the past week. and i found out that gregory who is gerard's brother and also my piano teacher's student knows renhui and samantha. i even got to listen to one of renhui's songs, which is quite interesting, because it's the first time i've heard her sing. i am still quite troubled over the fact that g_____ doesn't want to be my friend forever. or so she says. although she's still young and i know she'll definitely forget it sometime, the sour feeling is still there. it wasn't even my fault in the first place and i was just standing up for what's right. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather today has been extremely sweltering. and for my mum's case it was really "the maddening heat" (i picked this up from english lesson!). &lt;em&gt;"the weather is so hot today! the almost non-existent rain is not helping at all, it's contributing to the humidity! i can't take it anymore, i am going to switch on the air-con!"&lt;/em&gt; and beep, she turns it on. and i wonder to myself, it's a vicious cycle. hot weather, air-conditioners, ozone depletion &amp;amp; carbon dioxite etc etc, hot weather... and the cycle never ends. what prescription we have for our sick mother earth, i really don't know. it seems to me that most people aren't willing to step out of their comfort zone to help save the earth. oh well, humans are selfish. live earth was last saturday, and empty bottles were strewn all over the place after the concerts ended and the crowds left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the pale moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Someone's thinking of me&lt;br /&gt;And loving me tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;Someone's saying a prayer&lt;br /&gt;That we'll find one another&lt;br /&gt;In that big somewhere out there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even though I know how very far apart we are&lt;br /&gt;It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star&lt;br /&gt;And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby&lt;br /&gt;It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;If love can see us through&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll be together&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;Out where dreams&lt;br /&gt;Come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and deep down i think, is it really true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-4669839606828061839?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/4669839606828061839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=4669839606828061839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4669839606828061839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4669839606828061839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/only-three-tests-this-coming-week-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-3047434029476040257</id><published>2007-07-12T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T22:37:32.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after thinking for a little while i decide that i shouldnt keep my cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe that people who criticize their friend's friends actually exist in this world. and mind you, it not one of those passing remarks people usually tell their friends for them to improve and reflect on, its obsessive criticizing! nobody in the right mind would ever do that, why would you care what sort of friends your friend mixes around with as long as they are not bad company? its the same theory, does your friend criticize every single one of your boyfriends repeatedly? that is insane please. my life is my life, and your life is yours. i feel that there is a thin line differentiating constructive comments and words that hurt. you cross that line, and i remember you for life. i think you are just so hypocritical, what you despise in others, you have the flaw yourself. remove the block in your own eye before you offer to take out the splinter in your friend's eye, you dummy. i really wonder if you are really blind to what's happening around you or you choose to ignore it, but cant you tell that the world hasnt got a good impression of you at all? your flamboyant and arrogant manner has left a long-lasting impression on me man. even though we havnt talked at all before, i hear about your eye-popping acts which really never fail to disgust me. seriously, learn to look out for yourself man. and even if you're right, we've got flaws, so what? nobody was made perfect, so please shut up about how displeasing we are in your high and mighty eyes. you're really just a superficial person who cannot form in depth relationships with others. i wouldnt even want you to be an acquaintance in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you think you can dance?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3047434029476040257?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3047434029476040257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3047434029476040257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3047434029476040257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3047434029476040257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/after-thinking-for-little-while-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-1563959520593596887</id><published>2007-07-12T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:45:58.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's lessons consisted of bio and chinese. what happened to the rest of the periods? well they have been eaten up by tests, namely lit, ss (open book, not graded, but still counted as test), unsw eng and geog. lit was the first thing in the morning, and i didnt know so i happily neglected lit totally last night. so obviously i was somewhat thrown into a frantic frenzy (haha) and started flipping macbeth text like one page three seconds next page and so on. it turned out fine lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the class was so crazy before unsw eng, we kept laughing at the poor teacher. but hey, it's not entirely our fault. like, who really bothers to call out each and every name on the name list to make sure that all the people are present? and who reads out all the questions on the OAS and says "so please decide if you are a boy or girl", and who gives out the question booklets one by one when our desks are not even separated? the most amusing thing is: who writes on the board in with size 100000000 font, the height of the letters were taller than my shoe lah! fyi my foot is quite big, i wear a size five (: lol laughing gas certainly filled the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i discovered a new smiley! *&lt;(8D) lol i took five minutes to come up with it. i think it's quite cute, a guy wearing goggles and a party hat and smiling like no one's business. it represents unlimited funnnnnn xD hmm, maybe someone else in the world has also come up with this exact same smiley before, but i dont really care :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch with pearl, peixuan, rina, evonne, xinhui and fangting was totally hilarious. i find xinhui very weird. she told me that she tried studying for tests my style: watching one hour of tv, and spending one hour on each chapter. she told me she couldnt finish one chapter in an hour so she just skipped it and moved on, but amazingly (according to her) she could remember everything! lol xinhui, it really just goes to show that whether you spend one hour or two hours on the chapter makes not much difference, you still remember your stuff. so dont be a loser and sacrifice your precious sleeping time for nothing! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RpXzsDOa70I/AAAAAAAAAAs/hXolWEuKyXM/s1600-h/confirmation!+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086239292290428738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RpXzsDOa70I/AAAAAAAAAAs/hXolWEuKyXM/s320/confirmation!+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this photo is just so beautiful &lt;333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;potter tomorrow with lie low, i cant waitttttt x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-1563959520593596887?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/1563959520593596887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=1563959520593596887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1563959520593596887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1563959520593596887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/todays-lessons-consisted-of-bio-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RpXzsDOa70I/AAAAAAAAAAs/hXolWEuKyXM/s72-c/confirmation!+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10634822.post-8887982206869283365</id><published>2007-07-10T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T19:21:57.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol afew days ago i changed my friendster profile setting to not viewing others' profile anonymously, and only realised today that i forgot to change it back. haha whoooooops x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today it was fishie's turn to feel down. fishie just know i'll always be there for you okay (: wo ai ni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a loser bio practical session today. we just dissected the tomato and cucumber and made drawings of them =.= how interesting. and we spent one whole hour in the lab. i was so tempted to eat up the specimens, the weather was so hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiling got the map reading question wrong, and she said, "beach got sand meh." goodness haha i stared at her for one second and retorted, "beach no sand still called beach ah." weiling blinked her eyes and stoned for around two seconds or so, and suddenly started laughing. HAHAHA. this beach no sand thing is similar to the coral on land thing LOL. it rhymes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-8887982206869283365?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8887982206869283365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8887982206869283365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8887982206869283365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8887982206869283365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/lol-afew-days-ago-i-changed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-8193612017572532166</id><published>2007-07-09T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:45:59.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the whole of today i felt rotten. i was so depressed for the whole day i think i had a thunderstorm over my head wherever i went. i think peixuan my sitting partner suffered the most, my depression diffused to her a little and on top of that she had to put up with me. almost on the verge of tears my heart was crying and screaming inside. i did math test like a zombie, as if my heart had turned to stone and this test didnt matter at all anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RpIdZonIloI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dRvuTx7oGRM/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085159255490205314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RpIdZonIloI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dRvuTx7oGRM/s200/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this was what i drew on the board before math test started. fishie came over and i told her this was me. "oh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RpId_4nIlpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9Du_T16osZI/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085159912620201618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RpId_4nIlpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9Du_T16osZI/s200/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she started drawing this. jelly shook her head. "hmm, how about this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RpIel4nIlqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mvEqtsMn_XQ/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085160565455230626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RpIel4nIlqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mvEqtsMn_XQ/s200/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jelly managed a forced smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at this moment fangting hopped over. "im in the mood for drawing too! let me draw my trademark scream!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RpIfGYnIlrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QZWo1go7u7g/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085161123800979122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RpIfGYnIlrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QZWo1go7u7g/s200/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"omg it looks so perfect!" (no prizes for guessing who said it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jelly walks away.&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/10634822-8193612017572532166?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/8193612017572532166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=8193612017572532166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8193612017572532166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/8193612017572532166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/for-whole-of-today-i-felt-rotten.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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/_Zi7r02gNGhI/RpIdZonIloI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dRvuTx7oGRM/s72-c/DSC00146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10634822.post-1676227172884464588</id><published>2007-07-08T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T14:52:30.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>add math test is tomorrow, and i went to study e math instead of add math. do i rock or do i rock. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus back from tuition i did a self check. do i engage in way too many activities, do i slack away too much of my time during weekends. these few weeks have been very very happening, and i'm very very very worried my mum will just pop and decide to put me under house arrest. but it's these weekend activities which i engage in that keep me sane. this is my way of living. i don't really bother to find out how others manage, those who never seem to stop working. hell, im no study freak robot. i already go home to study like shit, i really swear i've never studied so much and so hard in my entire life. i was watching tv during the psle season. after next weekend my activities will almost cease. maybe i'd lose my senses then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling entirely sluggish, but i shall still drag my dead soul to the study table and start on add math. i rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-1676227172884464588?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/1676227172884464588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=1676227172884464588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1676227172884464588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1676227172884464588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/add-math-test-is-tomorrow-and-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-915108694734122799</id><published>2007-07-07T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T10:52:59.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my knee hurts.&lt;br /&gt;and it's raining now.&lt;br /&gt;i am getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping on schedule is one of the hardest yet easiest things for me. it depends on my mood, which is like a never-ending pendulum. i guess im adapting quite well to term three, so no complaints for the moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-915108694734122799?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/915108694734122799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=915108694734122799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/915108694734122799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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MAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3290000010949597761?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3290000010949597761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3290000010949597761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3290000010949597761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3290000010949597761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/ffs-says-hello-panda-ffs-says-geddit.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-1270122913477054609</id><published>2007-07-04T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T20:14:34.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>limzhen is strong! lol today i was sitting on her and wouldnt budge when she wanted to continue with her math homework. guess what she did, she just lifted me up just like that O.O and she seemed to do it so effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had 2.5 hours of math today. it was a very heated debate between mrs yeo and 4j, because we could not agree on the velocity of the man running on the train relative to the train. imagine: train moving at 10m/s, man on the train running in the same direction at 2m/s. mrs yeo insisted that the V(m/t) was 12m/s. 4j had different spokespersons, of which silu's method of explanation sent the class into bouts of laughter. "if the train moves at 10m/s, and the man on the train moves at 12m/s, and both are in the same direction, then the man will not even be on the train at all!" when she said this immediately my mind had an image of the poor man banging his face on the glass of the front carriage because he was running too fast. we got our way in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two papers tomorrow, social studies and elective geog. cross my fingers and hope to survive. wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-1270122913477054609?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/1270122913477054609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=1270122913477054609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1270122913477054609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/1270122913477054609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/limzhen-is-strong-lol-today-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-9103802670912140467</id><published>2007-07-03T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:37:07.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we are almost done with our masterpiece! i can say that although we're not artists individually well yi ge chou pi jiang, san ge zhu ge liang except that its liu ge in this case. all of us just has to have one-sixth of artistic talent and voila~ we've got a super pretty end product! and we're giving it away for free too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry if you didnt understand the previous paragraph (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skin is peeling for some reason. thing is i dont know what is it. i find it very gross and disgusting although its my own skin. i refuse to admit it was due to camp, it's been two frigging weeks and my body system is so not slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find my thoughts very disorganised today. i blame it on my busy schedule. class ended at five and i had to rush over for piano lesson. throw in some helter skelter little details and there you have it, sel's brain is fried. add math and chem test didnt help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEL'S TIP FOR THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;get up right now and do five jumping jacks in front of another human being. then hug him/her for as long as possible and dont let go.&lt;br /&gt;works extremely well when you're feeling hopeless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-9103802670912140467?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/9103802670912140467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=9103802670912140467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/9103802670912140467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/9103802670912140467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/we-are-almost-done-with-our-masterpiece.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-4844935077584794331</id><published>2007-07-02T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T08:20:02.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a vain dream last night, it was so scary. in my dream i looked into the mirror and saw numerous black heads on my nose! i was utterly horrified. all thanks to eliz mentioning about the mirror with a magnification of seven times, showing one's pores. hmm but of all things, i dreamt of black heads. my dream had so many options, yet my subconscious mind had to choose this one. does this go to show that i do have vanity inside me, just that most of the time it's well hidden away while im in school? maybe im scared of being ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;criticizing and putting down others is a form of self elevation for oneself, as others say. i must learnt to stop doing it. maybe i should wear the purple band mentioned in the newspapers (lifestyle, 1july) so that i won't whine and complain so much. when i wear it i am totally banned from engaging in such activities, and if i do slip up i'd have to switch the band to the other hand and start all over again from day one. the target is to keep it on one hand for twenty one days, the number of days supposedly needed for kicking off a habit. i think i'd take at least a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day: ugly is the new beautiful, lame is the new funny!&lt;br /&gt;word of the day: pew (depends on how you say it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you: yesterday was so hilarious, your smses came at wrong timings! when i was dying of boredom and impatiently waiting for it to come it didnt come at all, and when i was finally doing something and enjoying myself your sms came and literally took my breath away. lol you know what i mean x)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-4844935077584794331?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/4844935077584794331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=4844935077584794331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4844935077584794331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/4844935077584794331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-had-vain-dream-last-night-it-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-5462714076241044088</id><published>2007-06-30T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T20:39:09.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been looking for this video for ages and i've finally found it! i was ecstatic and being my usual self i did a kallang wave in front of the computer. i was lucky no one was at home to laugh at me. enjoy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uMCObkvJyIY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uMCObkvJyIY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-5462714076241044088?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/5462714076241044088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=5462714076241044088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/5462714076241044088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/5462714076241044088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-been-looking-for-this-video-for.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-7335312268613412199</id><published>2007-06-29T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T17:51:34.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday i felt as if o's were already over. i felt so relaxed for once, and i was even under the impression that there was no school the next day. i had to remind myself constantly about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mrs tan: if i were one of you i think i would just cry...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think mrs tan is very cute, i was pretty amazed at her response. her words triggered my thinking cells on, how many parents of our parents actually have this kind of mentality regarding their childrens' studies? not many, im sure. and i wonder if parents even understand what we're going through. maybe some do, and compromises are made. but then again, they will never be able to fully understand and empathise with us. my mum always laments that she was also once young and had her o's too so she knows what it's like, therefore i shouldn't complain so much. maybe she thinks she knows me inside out. i feel otherwise. the environments and external factors then and now are definitely different to start with. more importantly, did they have to take up so many subjects like we do now? and did they have to juggle personal aesthetic development? were there temptations from the media industry that they had to painstakingly overcome? im starting to rant, i should stop. most probably its just me, maybe im just over-reacting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-7335312268613412199?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/7335312268613412199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=7335312268613412199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7335312268613412199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/7335312268613412199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterday-i-felt-as-if-os-were-already.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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-10634822.post-3860402393735536097</id><published>2007-06-28T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:18:57.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;gnowg: i know you all have been living each day from test to test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;us: YES &gt;:(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is slack day! xD there's only chinese test tomorrow which is unrevisable. i think those who study the ci yu shou ce or the cheng yu book are nuts, it's just a test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went with xilei, jieying, cong and amy to hand in the dsa form once again. this is my second time handing it in, the first time didnt know i was supposed to certify all documents at general office! so it was time and energy wasted. i was quite pissed with xin hui because at the last minute when we were rushing off she was like not ready at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to the school brought back alot of memories. the one week i spent over there was relaxing. i cant say it was luxurious haha but one week of missing school and not worrying about the piling amount of work. i badly needed a drink, and my water bottle wasnt with me. i had so conveniently left it in school :( we went all the way to the high school section canteen since we didn't know where the jc canteen was. and when we arrived there was this uncle refilling the drink vending machine. the entire canteen was closed, and the only available food source was the snacks vending machine. i ended up buying m&amp;ms which made me more thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way we saw one of our friends. my first reaction was to cover my face so that hopefully he won't see me. i tunnelled in between jieying and xilei only to realise that he knew them too. but then we realised two things. firstly he most likely wouldn't recognise us since it has already been more than a year since everyone last met. secondly even if he spotted us he might not take the initiative to say hi because he thinks that we don't remember him anymore and it'd be very awkward for both parties. so we carried on our little walk towards the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need more self control. dieting ends up with pigging out.&lt;br /&gt;SCENARIO 1: yesterday&lt;br /&gt;ate breakfast, skipped recess and lunch. ended up having orange bowl, milo dino, and some bread in the late afternoon. gobbled down dinner which was quite a large portion.&lt;br /&gt;SCENARIO 2: today&lt;br /&gt;ate breakfast, skipped recess and lunch. ate two lao po bings during class time. ended up having m&amp;ms, bubble tea, and breadtalk at six. dinner was takeaway fish and chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and talking to xilei on the bus made me realise that sometimes when one thinks deeper, the questions she ask seem complex to others. the poor girl will then be termed a n-e-r-d. i guess we all tend to let our brain cells exercise a little more, maybe some just care too much about their face to ask their peers the burning question inside them. it amazes me how xilei can just totally forget her nerdy image and continues to ask countless questions. at least she gets her doubts cleared. and i know i can count on her to answer my questions anytime without being labelled. i was asking her if everyone in the world produces the exact same amylase, since amylase is an enzyme and we can't possibly have different sorts active sites working on carbohydrates because enzymes are highly specific.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10634822-3860402393735536097?l=-whee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/feeds/3860402393735536097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10634822&amp;postID=3860402393735536097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3860402393735536097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10634822/posts/default/3860402393735536097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-whee.blogspot.com/2007/06/gnowg-i-know-you-all-have-been-living.html' title=''/><author><name>sel</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>
