<?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-35944674</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:15:47.327+08:00</updated><category term='Visit to Mr Tan&apos;s house'/><title type='text'>kwen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-2049151099663948105</id><published>2009-12-21T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:43:54.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I admit I was lazy, very lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to post up the things about my australia trip the weekend I came back home, but yups, was kinda lazy to blog, and after that, too busy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, here it is, those that I can still remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1 (plane to Gold Coast)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a rushy morning that day when my whole family did last minute packing (of course, my mum was smart to ask us to pack the night before despite my dad saying that there is still a lot of time) and we left for Changi Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was there that I started sneezing real bad, and yups, we went for lunch and viola, went onto the plane (fly emirates) after waiting, waiting and waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I watched some movies on the plane (Harry Potter  and the Half Blood Prince- ewww, GI Joe - WoW! and Dragon ball - So so...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ate a lot (but the food is too salty and somehow not nice to eat)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also saw someone that looked like my friend over there (and I saw her when I was returning to singapore too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... and after which, I reached Brisbane airport and my whole family went to ZZZ... in the seats provided...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up (feeling very tired and ache-y) and my whole family went to take the airtrain (we forgot to press the button to open the door XD) to GoldCoast (no choice, cos backpacking trip, no coach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and the air there was nice, warm but windy (much worse in GoldCoast - warmer + windier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was around two hours, and once we got off, we went to purchase our Go-card (EZ-link card) and went on a bus journey (approx. 1 hour) to our resort, where we got off without knowing it's our stop (lucky, isn't it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, it was in the bus that I realised how nice Australians are. They can offer to help each other even though they dunno them and will also talk to strangers as if they are their good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we reached our resort and slept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the moment we woke up, it was very late and time for lunch (or brunch because we didn't eat breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that we went out of the resort to recce the place for the meeting place for the next day and then a shopping place (just see see only), but it was like 5.30pm there and everything has closed le. (So freaking early right? totally not used to it at first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to eat at pizza hut for dinner (no forks and spoons, so ate pasta with hands!)&lt;br /&gt;So it was like everyone was staring at my weird family and I eating with our hands there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later on, we went to the night market, and that was where we saw an advertisement to discourage gambling "Don't be a Galah!" and we started teasing our sister, calling her a Galah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the night market, there were like lots of stuff that that they sell, just like our pasar malam, but one thing that went well for me was the moon-sighting part. There was a booth with many telescopes to see the moon, and we paid a family fee of 2 children, 2 adults, but in the end, all 6 of us went to watch. Hehes. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked like some kinda cell liddat (reminded me of biolody lessons looking at my dead cheek cells)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, we also went to the beach to walk. The waves there were nice and large, the full moon was beautiful, and the soft and cool sand was georgeous! Wished I could bring some of the cool, soft sand back. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the market, there were like public toilets that were very interesting. The toilets have switches for you to press (to lock the door and to open the door), and once you close and lock the door, there will be a voice to tell you that you have 10 mins left, then start playing music. And if 10 mins over, the door will unlock. Cool isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that we were like making our way back and there were a group of girls that tried to sneak up on my brother and I to scare us, but we quickly picked up our pace and went off. So their plan kinda failed. Crazy teenagers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that weird incident, we went back and slept, to prepare for our 4WD trip the next day, waking up at 4.30am australia time (2.30am singapore time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and this will be what happened for the first two days. I'll type in the next few days if I'm free or not-lazy. hahaz! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-2049151099663948105?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/2049151099663948105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=2049151099663948105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2049151099663948105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2049151099663948105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay-i-admit-i-was-lazy-very-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-3682577173054709935</id><published>2009-12-03T09:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:48:42.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A levels is finally over! (Though it ended for me on Monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, it does not really feel that great about an exam ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't want it to end, but it's the fact that I won't be able to see many of my friends that is saddening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like for every examination, there will be a post-exam celebration, and you can still see your friends after that in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what the end of A levels marked was the fact that I'll not be wearing my school uniform again (which means I won't really be able to see my friends for a long time, especially those who are from overseas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but this feeling sucks. But I realised that it should be time to move on. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, though I'll miss a lot of stuff due to my overseas trip this time, I do hope that you guys have fun (not that you all will read my post), but yeah, I'll miss all of you. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and the next time you guys see me, I'll be different, much better than now! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! Goldcoast here I come!!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3682577173054709935?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3682577173054709935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3682577173054709935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3682577173054709935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3682577173054709935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/12/levels-is-finally-over-though-it-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-1817446012990054022</id><published>2009-10-15T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:05:16.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before this wonderful and special day for me actually ended, I will want to record this down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, it's my birthday, and this time I'm 18! Meaning, I can now watch M18 shows, and do many many other stuffs... Woohoo! Old people rocks! (oops, i mean matured)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today I woke up normally, and yups, as usual, got many sms-es throughout the whole day. And I really gotta say, Qing Wei's, Pamela's and Sam's SMS are the best! They sent happy, 18th, birthday, each person one word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I really feel like thanking Jamie, Ely and April for that wonderful cake that they baked for me! Though I've not tried it yet, I'm sure I'll enjoy it alot. BTW, I'm like showing that cake off to everyone! Yups, and is super touched by that! Thanks alot! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and today as I walk around in school, plenty of 'Happy birthday's' here and there, loud or soft, from people that I know. Hahaz! I really thank everyone for  all of your birthday wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THen yups, let's fast forward to my brithday celebration with my family. As usual, it is a cut cake sing song time, but this time it's super fun! And I really thanks my siblings for the cards they gave me, the ipod nano my parents gave to me, the singlet and the balloon helicopter my second brother gave to me and the chocolate heart that my youngest brother gave to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the cake I've had today is great! It was almost exactly the same cake my face got smashed into last year (thanks 31st), only difference is that there's fruits on top + no smashing. Hahaz. It was really great to remember the nice things that went on last year! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that isn't all! I went onto facebook and wow! So many 'thank you's' to type to everyone! It is really great to have technology around! Hahaz, kudos to facebook and everyone for your wishes once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yups, everyone is like asking me to do well for my A levels, and yups, I will! I will do all of you proud anf be the best! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that I'm quite sad about is that I did not manage to get to talk to my eyecandy no matter how hard I tried to find a chance to. I sorta missed a chance last friday, this monday, this wednesday and yups, today! Shucks, I think i'll never get to know her now... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, it did not spoil my birthday! Woohoo! I'm so happy now!!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-1817446012990054022?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/1817446012990054022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=1817446012990054022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1817446012990054022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1817446012990054022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/10/before-this-wonderful-and-special-day.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-7484141630775043733</id><published>2009-10-01T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:42:38.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really don't know if you call it lucky or unlucky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what happened today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I was my happy self going home from school with my friends, talking quite loudly and also suaning Jia Jun as always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I reached Serangoon MRT station, I met someone whom I've not met for a long time, almost about two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she saw me, her first reaction was like 'turn away and face the other direction'. Then I took a while standing about two doors away, dumbfounded, because I would never had expected to see her ever again in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when all of us went into the train carriage (by the way, I was still a bit stunned), I stood at the door, somehow blocking the whole entrance. Then it sorta took me a while to realise I was blocking the path and my friends and I moved to center of the carriage. (Okay, by then I was closer to her and is able to see her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this was what I've realised. She continued to face the other direction, as if she did not want me to recognise her. I sorta had a conflict in myself on whether I should go talk to her, but as I thought of all the stuff that I've did a long long time ago, I sorta just pretended that I never saw her. But by then I guess everyone would have sensed that I had suddenly become super quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I reached Hougang, I just sorta rushed out of the train carriage and then slowed down my pace to walk slower by the glass, and as the train went past, I caught a last glimpse of her, and yups, it ended. After which, as I walked back home up till now, I had been very quiet, and kinda vexed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it's lucky or unlucky that I've seen her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow seeing her was like a miraculous nightmare. Seeing her again after a long time was a miracle, and I actually think that it's okay. It is a nightmare because it sort of brought back all my bad memories from before. It was just that simple. One short 5 mins accounter tore me up once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad memories, are those that highlighted my stupidity, my naive-ness, and perhaps some important lessons that I've learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should not associate them as bad memories, perhaps as life lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the stuff that she'd taught me. How to give up and knowing what is pure stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She taught me how to give up, that people who do not really know each other will never have a chance together, and that as long as a girl likes another guy, no point for me. That IS the reason for my recent 'give up' a few months ago, and some of my friends may know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also taught me what was pure stupidity (0n my side). I did stupid stuff to get her attention, and was super naive and childish. Because of her, perhaps I lost my ability to talk to the female species comfortably until JC. I know it sounds stupid, and it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, I guess it was right for her to pretend that she did not know me and I did not know her, since I may have scared her off last time, and I don't wish to bring nightmares to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed since then, but I wonder if anyone knows. I doubt she does not know, and she will never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a wonder what 5 minutes can actually do..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-7484141630775043733?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/7484141630775043733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=7484141630775043733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/7484141630775043733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/7484141630775043733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-really-dont-know-if-you-call-it-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-2183106077230569972</id><published>2009-09-26T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:00:30.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Slacking time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I shouldn't be saying this, especially when As are like only 30+ days left and I still got physics paper 1 on monday! hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went out with my class ytd! Totally fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos it was kinda last minute, so I couldn't join them for dinner But instead, I met them at suntec pastamania at 8 plus. It was super lucky of me to just find the right location without looking for directions. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we went to play pool, and I really suck at it. Though Jia Jun was like learning it for the first time, he had a lot of beginner's luck. And I didn't know that Kenny and Huan Qing are so good players. Hahaz, for me, erm... it's just that everytime i hit the white ball with the stick, the white ball NEVER fails to jump! Nomatter where I hit, it'll jump... Hahaz! I think that's a problem with my skills, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, we went for Datona after that. Whoa, it is like the first time I ever spent money at arcade for my own entertainment. (Cannot believe it right? Hahaz!) So anyways, first round I was too slow to join the race and had to race with the com, and emerged 36/40... But for the second round, it was like mad, I rushed to second place, then hit the wall, and ended up 6/7... So sad. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, it was kinda late by then, so some of them went home and some of us went to talk at one secluded corner of dhoby ghaut mrt station. Hahaz, great insights really. But yups, I shall not reveal any content of it... Oh yah, and we kinda decided on going for night cycling one day. I guess that planning gotta come soon? Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that was for yesterday. As for today, I was down with flu (maybe because i started slacking). But I had no choice cos it was my distant cousin's birthday. To tell you the truth, I dun even know her (Dun even know if she's my cousin or aunty, and since she's so young, so i just call her cousin). Yups, it was like a totally weird place (Hotel Holiday Inn) with totally new faces that I've never met. But at least I met with some familiar faces and got to know some new people that I've always wanted to know but dunno who they are, and they sorta turned out to be different? Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was like the wedding ceremony which was totally awesome with all the food and the videos and the other stuffs, and I totally loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and by the way, when I just reached the location, my eyes suddenly like got locked at a girl (this seriously had never occurred to me before!). She was super chio and it was like she looked like my eyecandy in school! I was like unknowingly looking at her all the time. (Oh my, I feel like a sick bastard...) Anyways, in the end, I dun think that I'll ever get to meet her. Hahaz! So yups, getting to see such things that beautify the world once is just like viewing eifel tower once in real life (if you get the analogy). Once is enough! hahaz! But at least if I still get to see my eyecandy, then it'll be like seeing the same person, since the look like 95% the same except for the hair colour (one has dyed hair while the other does not). Haiz, it really make me feel as if I wanna know my eyecandy in person. Right now I only know how she looks and nothing else... Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that was in the morning + afternoon, then I was like going to die from sneezing already. But I kinda promised to bring my sister to her school's Mid Autumn festival celebration. So I kinda brought her there and by the way, was sneezing throughout the whole thing. For starters, we were one hour late into the event. So we went there and bought some goodie bags (since it was for charity, I bought one extra too for myself) Then my sister was like unwilling to do anything, but luckily, there was a colouring competition at that time and I sorta brought her to take part in it. She took super long to colour and I took super long sitting down there staring at her draw, while looking at the cute primary school kids running around. Hahaz, I miss those days man... So yups, after that, we kinda handed it in and she went for hand painting. After which we went to the field to play with her lantern but in the end, there were people playing with fire and she was so scared that we left to watch the performance at the hall. And were we 'lucky'... when we reached there, it was like already halfway through the last performance. So we just watched the chinese dance for like a few minutes and left for FREE candy floss. After which we went to sit down at their synthetic field and watched a performance (old folks doing tai-chi). We then got so bored that we left and she went to do calligraphy, and I sorta got some recollections of my past learning calligraphy. The both of us were as lousy as each other. Hahaz! So after that we went to queue for the free popcorns but it had kinda ended, so we just left for home and here I am, typing this out. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, these two days are totally enjoyable, and I'm looking forward to next tuesday's council outing! Woohoo! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, I think I shall slack for this whole weekend and then for the next week, start to study like mad for A levels! Jia you to myself! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-2183106077230569972?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/2183106077230569972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=2183106077230569972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2183106077230569972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2183106077230569972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/09/woohoo-slacking-time-oh-my-i-shouldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-1760248425461285748</id><published>2009-09-09T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T11:36:04.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, today is a special day! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;090909, once in a lifetime man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just have to record this stuff down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly had the urge today to study, and I don't know why! Suddenly after I read some essays in the GP bulletin, instead of being demoralised, I became kinda motivated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmigosh! What's happening to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm getting the mugger genes already! Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think I shall study like siao already! And I shall reiterate my point!&lt;br /&gt;" With this pair of hands will I recreate the miracle that I've done two years ago, this time for A levels and prelims!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago I did the impossible, and this time, I shall do the same! Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall put aside some stuff for the time being, and just mug! Mug like siao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for A levels, here I come! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-1760248425461285748?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/1760248425461285748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=1760248425461285748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1760248425461285748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1760248425461285748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-today-is-special-day-hahaz-090909.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-593846282640532895</id><published>2009-08-31T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:40:40.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Today was a great day! Oh mi gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing in the morning I went to school rushing, so that I can meet Benny for something, but turns up both of us will be late, so we did not really meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was in school, I sorta met up with my classmates then passed them the mini econs file that I've made. Then I walked to the canteen to look for 31st. On my way there, I sorta passed by my eye candy. hahaz, didn't know I'll be so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a while of talking to 31st I went back to my classmates who were somewhere at the tables at the atrium, then i saw my eyecandy again. But sadly, when she saw me, she kinda walked away. Maybe I look very scary. Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, went for assembly and had to write notes for the teachers for chun leong (WTH... he dun even want to write it for his teachers...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was like super touching to see Xiao Mei give me the chocolate cookie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XIAO MEI, YOU ROCK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Terence was like laughing at me and wants to know who xiao mei is, then after that I got to laugh back at him when he also got one from zuo yi! Hahahahahahahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, then after that it was like ACES day. My class just literally turned around and left to find a classroom, but Terence and I did not know since we were like standing at the front. But after that, when we saw the J1s turning around, we turned around and saw our missing class, then we were discussing whether to stay or not, but in the end we went to join our class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a while, they started dancing trad dance, so the both of us rushed down to dance it too. Hahaz. It was very fun. Actually right, they should have just done all the mass dances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, things are already over. So yups, after that was the performance. I think it was totally awesome! Although at the start I thought the feel was like some CNY celebration. But yups, Ben Chua was lame... and Yi Mei totally rocked with the "I want anybody anybody but you (Ben Chua)! Hahahahahz! So yups, the performances went on smoothly and I totally loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the end of it, my class ran around school just to look for four of our teachers to pass them the gifts. Man, were they touched when they received the gifts from our class. But very sad, the best cannot be given out yet. Why must Mr Lee have a course today???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, Michael, Daniel, Chuan Ren, Kelvin and I went back to Mayflower. I finally saw my teachers after missing teachers' day last year. When I reached school, I sorta saw Cindy Tan and Pei ling, then Juin Rong. As usual, first thing I saw Cindy Tan I couldn't resist the temptation of suaning her! Hahaz. But other than that, I think this time I only got to see Mrs Thomas, Mr Ang and some other random teachers like Mr Ganna, Mr Kwek, Mrs Sedhu and of course, Mrs Lim (again). But sadly, the teacher that I wanted to see most - Mrs Leong - had gone out with her ex-class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like super exciting looking for her. A while some teachers told us that she was downstairs, a while later some told us she was upstairs, then a while later I decided to call her. Then that was when I found out that she's left. But anyways, I thanked her for teaching me chem and now that I've gotten good results for chem and also for H3 chem, I think most of it was her effort. And the best thing was that she still remembered me and my name!!!!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS MRS LEONG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, we went to talk more and more with the rest and then I saw me best friend Kenneth!!! Woah, it's like a super long time since we've talked. Then talked and talked and talked, then left a note for Mrs Selva (who's sick today, sadly. "get well soon!"). But then also saw Samantha Lee Geck Cheng! As loud as ever, as noisy as ever, and still gives me the temptation to start suaning her again and again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Juin Rong, Kenneth and I kinda went to the coffeeshop opposite Mayflower to eat. Then we talked and talked for more than an hour. Woah, that was when I found out that so many of my friends in other JCs are like freaking stressed, that Kenneth was actually in the same CCA as my cousin, and that NY is seriously damn fun! But I shall spare everyone of the details. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, walked with Kenneth to take the bus to his home, and me to NY (abit like... just like always). Then sorta bid farewell to him then went back to school. Supposedly was to study, but HOW CAN ANYONE IN THE RIGHT MIND STUDY ON SUCH A NICE DAY????!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, went to play volleyball with Zi Yuan, Jamie and Ely. And yups, funny details I shall spare, but I've finally understood how to hit the ball back le! Thanks Zi Yuan! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we went for movie! BAND SLAM! Totally rocked! It was like a super nice show to start with, but for someone like me who's easily satisfied, I dun see any problem with the cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, after that went with Jamie and Lilan to Fairprice. Okay, this is the weird part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually just thought they were buying groceries, but then... their 'groceries' were like ahem... so it was like so awkward walking there. Then luckily we left soon enough. Then I went back home on bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the journey back home, I sorta recognised someone on the bus ( I guessed he recognised me too). Anyway, I didn't know that he's become from bad to worse. Now he's behaving like someone's dog, and I really mean it... What has a normal person like him become after so long? Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, teachers' day totally rocked! And I told myself that since today is a great day, I shall only start studying 2moro. And that is when you people will see Kuang Wen mug like never before! Cos he's gonna do well for GP compre by this friday! Bwahahaha! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-593846282640532895?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/593846282640532895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=593846282640532895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/593846282640532895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/593846282640532895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/08/woohoo-today-was-great-day-oh-mi-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4854718071927984164</id><published>2009-07-31T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:13:21.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! I'm finally back home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great outing with my siblings just now! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, at first we wanted to watch Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, but when we reached there, I don't know why, but the tickets are kinda sold out for the 5.35pm one, and since we have to watch those with students' price, the next show is at 6.05pm, but it's already non-student price... WTS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all the movies were like all after 6, then we were like so pissed off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I had this crazy idea to bring my siblings to 'Just Acia', where 31st went after our Sentosa Trip! Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Dhoby Ghaut and got seats pretty easily, since there is like nobody there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate and ate and ate loads of chocolate and btw, the food was really nice! So we ate 2 hours worth of ice-cream (I prefer to quantify it this way, hahaz!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we were going to leave the place, my brother was still asking if we could get another cup of ice-cream, but I kinda dissuaded him and left for Daiso in Plaza Sing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went looking around for ideas for our sister's birthday present (secret plan!) and then when we've gotten our ideas, we left to venture around Plaza Sing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I forgot to mention... I met buddy there! Hahaz! But very sad didn't get to talk to her... Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we walked and walked and walked and looked at many new things... (Damn, my brothers need a life...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we were leaving for home, I met Chun Fui and his parents at Dhoby Ghaut MRT, but just kinda waved and went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, what a day, at least all that dissuading of me watching Harry Potter actually worked... cos we didn't get to watch it. Ah wells, we did enjoy in the end, so hahaz! I really wanna have more of these outings with my siblings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, I kinda promised my brother to bring him to the next beautiful sunday concert, I wonder when it'll be... Hahaz! =) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4854718071927984164?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4854718071927984164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4854718071927984164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4854718071927984164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4854718071927984164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/07/woohoo-im-finally-back-home-had-great.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-3101161262733329686</id><published>2009-07-31T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:29:20.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired, real tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of running...&lt;br /&gt;tired of hiding...&lt;br /&gt;tired of pretending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, somehow became a place where I can no longer walk around without opening my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I feel that things around me are like mocking me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you don't want things to happen, it just always happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't look forward to next week...&lt;br /&gt;It'll just be another round of running, hiding and pretending again...&lt;br /&gt;I totally hate this feeling, but...&lt;br /&gt;I just have no choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to run, hide and pretend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3101161262733329686?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3101161262733329686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3101161262733329686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3101161262733329686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3101161262733329686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-tired-real-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6393876118660752067</id><published>2009-07-22T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:05:01.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've just gotten back my last paper yesterday and kinda thought abit about my results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My results are generally quite okay, but GP still failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is kinda weird that I've been doing many different things that I would never have done before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started to think about my own scores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never did it occur to me that I would one day really think back on my scores, to think on how much I could have done better, and kinda start comparing with others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, comparing with my class people is quite disheartening, but I sound kinda like a bastard when I tell people that I'm the average type in my class, when many of my friends that I try very hard to help is failing very badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow for me, I must admit that I'm really an average student, seriously. (I swear this is not to mock anyone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what I'm gonna say is that I just put in a little bit more effort (in the correct way) and also understand instead of just plainly memorising.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember that when I'm like talking to my brother about A levels when I'm teaching him some things, I talked to him about the fact that in JC, in many subjects, the questions you do rarely repeats itself, and by repeat I mean changing some values only. It is totally unlike O levels, where out of 10 questions in the TYS, 9 is about the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is where the understanding part comes in. I always remember my teachers telling me that A level is testing our concepts, and the ability to utilize them during exams. This, I feel, is very true, and to tell you the truth, the reason behind why I can do okay in JC (i.e. not failing much), is that i understand the concepts, and not just plainly memorise them. And therefore, with any variation of questions will just come the application of the concepts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember citing examples in chemistry about all of the funny funny molecules that the examiners can give you, but if you can apply concepts, it will be a 'no problem' to know what happens in that molecule. (Something liddat, I hope you get the meaning)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe this would be the time that practice ONLY will not get you anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this is what I can say for my sciences and maths, but not for my Econs and GP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those two subjects are my weakest of all, making up my E and S respectively. But right now I'm like trying super duper hard to see how I can salvage of the situation, and I'm pretty determined to do it, and somehow become a Econs + GP pro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, I'm very much pretty determined to start to get organised and be serious in my work! (If you guys think that I'm serious in my work, you've not known what's real serious)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll have to start to study like a mugger, sleep like a mugger, eat like a mugger, shit like a mugger and breathe like a mugger! (Okay, I don't know what I'm talking about here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And A levels, here I come!!! RAWRRRRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that, I hang up my sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361269671906485218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SmcOXIMPo-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/bFVMX_9HIYM/s320/T-Shirt-Not%2520Now,%2520I%2527m%2520Busy-705334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6393876118660752067?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6393876118660752067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6393876118660752067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6393876118660752067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6393876118660752067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-just-gotten-back-my-last-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SmcOXIMPo-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/bFVMX_9HIYM/s72-c/T-Shirt-Not%2520Now,%2520I%2527m%2520Busy-705334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-5668129466045542466</id><published>2009-07-21T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:04:25.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually I feel kinda weird blogging this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is one thing that I really have to remind myself about, and that I must jot it down somewhere so I will be able to remember it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really kinda think that I think too much (even that I'm thinking...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's just like what you said about how time will eventually solve everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never ever did occur to me that all these while I had been so stubborn to think that time will only bury your wounds for them to be surfaced again, with a much deeper gash, with a much prominent scar. But it was just my naive thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always believed that 'apologies' should not be used as and when we like, because it will eventually lose value. But I've just realised that I've been using it like loosely and I would never have realised it before you told me that you did not like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people think that I'm weird, and I think they are right. I am weird. But for some sense, I've been trying to be normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just that I think too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought shutting away from thinking of too much on things around me would be good, to just hang a smiley face whereever I go, I realised that I still think too much, causing misery to myself and maybe also affecting many others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that all these have come to an end, I really wish my life would be back to normal. The way it was all supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna thank you for making me realise all these things that I've never really did consiously. I was just thinking too much about the wrong things. Frankly speaking, the straightforward stuff really gave me one tight slap to wake me up. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-5668129466045542466?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/5668129466045542466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=5668129466045542466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5668129466045542466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5668129466045542466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/07/actually-i-feel-kinda-weird-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-929454264827011520</id><published>2009-07-11T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:40:07.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! It is really damn shoik having so many outings in 2 days, and doing so many things that I've wanna do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first things first. Yesterday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a super good morning waking up late for school cos only need to be in school by 10 for QSE survey and class phototaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and listened to Mr Kwek talk and luckily, only 45 mins. Then had to spend the rest of the time eating lunch + youth day ice-cream (totally loved it! Love NY!) and then stay in class with those 'crazy korean fans' from my class. Council have, class oso have! I'm like going mad le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it was quite entertaining watching Kejin try to achieve her '明星梦' and trying to do the body wave (but in the end she looked like a wooden block)! Hahaz. But anyways, we had loads of fun 'splashing cold water' on her and also suaning her. Hahaz. Super funny! (Then I sorta realised how good it is to have people in council who knows how to dance. At least can watch some god shows at some times. Hahaz! =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watched for like two hours before it was 12.45 for our QSE survey. It was like wth... took only 10 mins and had to wait so long. But anyways, I was kinda dumb to like click 'strongly disagree' on 'I love my school' because I mistook it for 'strongly agree'! (It was at the standard universal place lor...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went for phototaking and had loads of fun posing for pictures! Then our class had a whole deal of cam-whoring! Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, it was rather time wasting... but quite fun in the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went home and did many things within three hours. Played basketball, played computer and managed to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was like night time when we had our class outing (not full attendance as usual) and we went to Han's at Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I saw was a thing on the menu saying 'Fried mixed vegetables &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with pork and ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and I was like wth...cos they are like scamming people liddat by putting the words so small... (I know you know what I mean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just when I thought it was a posh restaurant, I was like totally turned off by the staff there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price was super expensive, but the servings are so pathetic and don't even taste nice. The fish and chips is like fish paste, the orange juice was like super sour, and the bread was like a normal bread taken out from a drawer!!! WTH! The only thing nice was the soup. The dessert sucks by the way. And I've paid like $8.80 for everything! Bloody hell!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not the worse. When I went to order, the old aunty was like 'xiao di, ni yao mai shen me?!!!' and seriously, her face was like 'fucked-up' (as suggested by chun leong. Hahaz!). And then she asked me what drink I wanted and I asked her what they have, but she kinda just didn't tell me, so I told her 'coke', thinking that that was the most basic thing. That was when she showed me 'the face' and told me, 'coffee, tea, orange juice or lemon tea...' and I was like wth... nvr tell me earlier. Then the other aunty with the sort of same face also super wth... she thought that we all wanted ice lemon tea and then when she was blur, she was like demanding from us what drinks we wanted AGAIN... argh! What lousy service! (Self service somemore!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY AM I GONNA RETURN THERE AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is the first freaking time I'd ever complained about a restaurant!!! Seriously feel damn vulgar now!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, we went to the Bonsai Garden at suntec (I didn't even know there was this place in my life!) to play cards, but the girls complained that there are mosquitoes there, then we had to go to esplanade to find somewhere to play cards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then when we reached there, it was super crowded with no lights. So Terence kinda showed me the 'centre of the road' at highway near Fullerton. It was like super scary running up there up the slope from under the bridge, but the view there was spectacular! and I can feel the cars zooming past may head. damn cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to wait for Shermin and Sock Hoon who were coming, and then we watched a free performance outside esplanade. The singer kinda mixed jazz (I think it is) with chinese songs and it was super nice, and her voice rocks. Hahaz. But then didn't know who she was. Then when Sock Hoon and Shermin came, we went and walked around, and ended up at the arcade in Marina Square. And HQ is damn zai! He spent $0.50 playing 2 rounds of the street fighter cube game and then 8 more rounds to the final stage and finally winning the final boss. Damn zai! Hahaz! As usual, I was like looking around only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then super late le. So had to go home and watched TV and slept!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, about today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of 31st went out! Super nice to see everyone again, and we still had a very trong bond! Really thank Qing Wei, Yi da for planning the activities, the sandwich people who made the sandwiches (still feel very sad for those wasted sandwiches) and also everyone for the snacks and drinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played loads and loads and loads of volleyball and had a few fights out at sea (horse riding war!!!) Seriously had a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Dhoby Ghaut to eat at Just Acia, which is like the same as Just Noodles. Damn cool. Got to eat all the ice-cream and drinks! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was seriously very fun, and I really wish that we have more of such outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these two days of outings were like super fun and I'd loved all the times I've had together with my class and council! And also the company with me back on North-East line. I'd rarely had people who took train back with me, especially when I stay back in school almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, now that I've enjoyed myself long enough, it is time to start picking up my pace to prepare for A levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be staying back in school a while to help the rest in their work, and also improve on my work. And this shall be my aim for prelims! You all shall be my witnesses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics: B&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: A&lt;br /&gt;Maths: B&lt;br /&gt;Econs: C&lt;br /&gt;GP: D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm so gonna work towards that goal! I was proud of my past, and I shall be proud of my present. I've gone through so much in these few months that I really feel that since all these have been over, I shall not give myself any more misery and yeah, be a better person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia you to myself!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so gonna get a pair of nerd specs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-929454264827011520?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/929454264827011520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=929454264827011520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/929454264827011520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/929454264827011520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/07/woohoo-it-is-really-damn-shoik-having.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6400749046029276375</id><published>2009-07-05T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:37:06.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hihi everyone! Is me! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was a lame introduction but yeah, that's my style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just to blog randomly about today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was just an ordinary sunday (which means I'm like pigging in bed until the sun starts scorching my arse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But got woken up by my brother to go and play basketball. It was quite fun playing with those small kids again (okay, secondary 3 or 4 kids), and this time we finally lost to them (after 2 close wins, both 11-10) This time the score was like 11-8. But the fun part was that it was 5-0 at first (they were leading), then both my brother and I took out our slippers so that we can finally run and then we caught up all the way to 8-8 (Quite a feat yea?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my second brother was quite pissed off after the match (I dunno why...), and he kept on blaming my third brother for not running and standing there when he was supposed to get the ball... (ah wells, in the end nothing happened...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, felt like studying maths after that (the sadistic statistics...) and fell asleep after studying P&amp;amp;C... Lunched and then got ready to leave home with my dad to go eat 'high tea' with my aunties that came from malaysia for a shopping trip here. (I was kinda volunteered...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the thing was like super lousily planned...&lt;br /&gt;we had to hunt my aunties everywhere in centrepoint and orchard central...&lt;br /&gt;then had to hunt for a place to eat...&lt;br /&gt;loads of waiting and argh, the place was just boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to eat and talk...&lt;br /&gt;And damn! My aunty was like super GL to the waitresses... (I really feel sorry for them that I had to make sure they smiled by smiling at them when I thanked them for any small things...)&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, she and her daughter were like talking to me about my JC life, cos her daughter just finished her 'A's in a private school in Malaysia. (Super boring topic...) Anyways, they started talking about tuition (As usual, I told them that I was proud that I had no tuition! and seriously, I feel that my other counsin that came have problems... mug for a few months for PSLE! WTS... nowonder she got 270+++...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, it was disastrous there... (I guess it was my big mouth saying how lucky Jamie was having able to go out to eat so often, and then I met my doom!) They forced me to eat a lot... wts... I had not eaten so much in a long time... and my stomach cannot take it le... but still managed to get everything down that I did not have to eat dinner (sorry, bottomless pit found its ground le! Hahaz!). But the worst thing was that my aunty kept on saying that the taller you are, the more you can eat, so she kept on forcing me to eat, like wts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then before I left to go to Novena for Hair for hope shaving, my dad and my aunties were like fighting over on the payment, and luckily, I was not caught in the middle! Hahaz! I just closed my eyes and waited for the ordeal to end... So my aunty from malaysia was like so thankful that my dad paid for everything that she said that after my As she'll invite my dad and I to Malaysia, and asked me to go karaoke... (I was stunned for a while, until I remembered that there was something called karaoke, not k-box in her generation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I left for Velocity in Novena... (As usual, I always thought that Velo-city was 'vi-low-city' like vivocity, but not knowing it was the physics word!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was supposed to meet at 5 at Novena, then nice one lor, my friends left AMK at 5...&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, when they reached, we went to shave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a quite fun experience sitting on the stage with everyone staring at you while you cut your hair! At least the hair stylist was good! hahaz! Kudos to the hair stylist! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my hair is like super short and it's hard to wear my shirt or use my towel cos it'll get stucked on my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I love the new hairstyle! It's so cooling and sexy! Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, this should be all for today! I shall go slack a while more and study stats! (Shit... I seriously needs someone to teach me stats!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6400749046029276375?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6400749046029276375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6400749046029276375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6400749046029276375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6400749046029276375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/07/hihi-everyone-is-me-hahaz-okay-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4195482740479983923</id><published>2009-06-27T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T17:41:45.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I was like packing up everything in my cupboard and shelves and I came across many of the notes that people have wrote for me, from all of the 'pass the paper', to 'pass the book', to LTC penseive, to Superteen last year, from my dear council camp group 4 and many many many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always amazes me so much on how these tiny notes can make my day and just get rid of all my 'I'm a failure' thoughts and just give a smile on my face, and seriously lighten up the mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling lousy, I see notes that tell me that I'm great.&lt;br /&gt;When I feel as if I've not been a good friend to others, the notes tells me not.&lt;br /&gt;When I feel that I've been bad, the notes tell me that I'm nice.&lt;br /&gt;When... the notes tells me otherwise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the wonder behind it...&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know why, but the notes just gives me every reason to smile, no matter good or bad the things written are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I don't really know what has gotten into me lately in this whole month of the june holidays, and that there are many things just bugging me almost everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I've always promised myself to be happy like before...&lt;br /&gt;to be proud of my present just as I was proud of my past...&lt;br /&gt;but the things happening in life just seems to turn me off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously feel that I'm a failure...&lt;br /&gt;for losing friends...&lt;br /&gt;for not having the discipline to do the things that I've wanted...&lt;br /&gt;for feeling bad about things and never being able to do anything about it...&lt;br /&gt;for not being there for people anymore...&lt;br /&gt;for ignoring people...&lt;br /&gt;for disappointing people...&lt;br /&gt;for many many things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that I've been like unhappy for my JC2 life...&lt;br /&gt;and I've known that I'm the one that has been giving all these misery to myself...&lt;br /&gt;It's all what I've actually my own perception of myself...&lt;br /&gt;for once, I thought as if I was going to give in into stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's one thing that I've realised...&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be happier when I had nothing...&lt;br /&gt;when I was carefree, not bounded by anything...&lt;br /&gt;And I really want to relive the feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I need more time...&lt;br /&gt;because of the things that are bothering me right now, from the neverending medical check-ups to some personal issues...&lt;br /&gt;and I really feel as if I needed someone to listen to me, someone willing to listen to my ranting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all my life I've been a listening ear, bottling up things within myself, and seriously, I'm jealous of people being able to have people to lend them a listening ear, and that's why I've always tried to be there for some people that are willing to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I just want to let go of everything and just start anew...&lt;br /&gt;and I'm willing to do whatever it takes, even hurting myself (not self-mutilation, I mean giving things up)...&lt;br /&gt;and I'm sure I'll regret it and then forget it after a while, and just following the rule of 'time heals everything'...&lt;br /&gt;I just hope it doesn't hurt anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, I think the notes will help me whenever I need them, for they'll always remind me of the wonderful past that I had, the one that I'm working towards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I wish myself good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4195482740479983923?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4195482740479983923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4195482740479983923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4195482740479983923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4195482740479983923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-i-was-like-packing-up-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4147351246361158175</id><published>2009-06-27T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T17:20:27.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, it's like been a few weeks since I've last blogged, and it's like holidays is ending soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But coming to think of it, mid-years also seems like holidays! Cos it's like we go to school for a few hours paper then can go home le! So it also kinda seems like holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, these few weeks had really been kinda great (except for the last week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week was like studying for my H3 exam which I think is okay, and most of the time it isn't about studying at all! hahaz! But it was realy great spending time studying with the rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the second week was like SDP week! We had workshops on monday and wednesday, then the PAE test on Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for the third week, it was like slacking week! The week started off with staying at Ely's house with Jamie, Ming Wei &amp;amp; April (second day) and Candhira (third day)! It was kinda fun there except for the fact that I missed my own bed because of the small bean bag that we (the guys) had and also the high cost of living! Seriously, my two weeks of savings gone in three days!&lt;br /&gt;Then went for Pamela's barbeque on wednesday, played loads of basketball on thursday, went for PDP outing at the movies watching ghosts of girlfriends' past and hair for hope briefing on friday, going for my guitar teacher's barbeque on saturday with my brother and going out to my aunty's house for fathers' day celebration on sunday! It was a week filled with activities man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for the fourth week (my most dreaded week...), it was like studying and learning week...&lt;br /&gt;Morning play basketball and practice guitar...&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon study... (do one paper a day, seriously, that was useless)&lt;br /&gt;At night learn stuff... (photoshop on monday and microsoft excel on tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;But the routine only perservered (lasted) for 2 days...&lt;br /&gt;for the third day and fourth day, I was like playing non-stop! hahaz! Kinda missed 31st during this week cos it's like super boring staying at home... no titbits... nobody to talk to...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, then on friday (that is ytd), I went with the rest for dragonboat A div cheering! It was real happy meeting some 31st again after four days of torture at home! Yups, I think they really did their best, though they might not have gotten what they've wanted. Yups, NYDB rocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4147351246361158175?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4147351246361158175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4147351246361158175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4147351246361158175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4147351246361158175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow-its-like-been-few-weeks-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6618774569866344249</id><published>2009-06-03T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:23:38.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think that the holidays are like freaking boring...&lt;br /&gt;it's like I've planned so much to learn for this holiday but just have to wait till next week...&lt;br /&gt;and that freaking medical check-ups kept o screwing up, and I seriously hope that I don't get screwed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying for my H3 exam this friday seriously sucks too...&lt;br /&gt;it's like I can nvr remember the reagents and conditions for the synthesis parts no matter how hard I tried and read + re-read the notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And DAMN! I didn't know that Chem Olympiad stuff (the one that tommy is doing), is so much worse that H3... (I'm starting to appreciate H3 chem more...)&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was like reading through it and gave up reading, just stick with what is gonna come out...&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless, I must say that I've improved maybe a bit, just a little bit...&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that all my hard work will not go to waste and I shall at least get a merit or sumthing...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, there's like so much more to complete during the holidays...&lt;br /&gt;learn so much more stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Study...&lt;br /&gt;teach Jamie maths...&lt;br /&gt;Attending workshops...&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly, ENJOYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the good news is that, I get to wake up late everyday (well, almost...)&lt;br /&gt;but... the bad news is that I don't have long to complete the things that I wanna complete...&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna be a better person once school reopens...&lt;br /&gt;and I'm super determined to do that! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now there are just some things that I cannot get out of my head...&lt;br /&gt;I think Jamie will understand one of it, the other is just the medical check-up stuff... (it's like WTH... I dun even LOOK or FEEL unhealthy... what's wrong with them giving me so many medical check-ups and appointments... it's now like 4 and counting...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really wanna know if you've found out the truth...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right now I really don't know how I'm able to open my mouth to speak to you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or perhaps, what I can say to you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not trying to ignore you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just don't know what to say...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel bad, but I just can't help it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I'm sure you'll do well without me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My job is over and I really miss it..&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I guess i'll never be able to relive it again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, that might be the best way then...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm really sorry, for being such a jerk...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I really cannot help it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired, very tired...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6618774569866344249?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6618774569866344249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6618774569866344249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6618774569866344249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6618774569866344249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-wells.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-1707793146942325985</id><published>2009-05-25T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:38:26.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaz... here I am to crap cos I've got some lame ideas to spare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, this was something my dad told me yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老板- 老是看着天花板&lt;br /&gt;经理- 经常没事做找人来修理&lt;br /&gt;员工-原来只有我做工&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, and being random, this is just some stuff my brothers and I crapped out out of the blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theory behind how tuition is useless to students...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a student is forced to go for tuition, he has less time to do his own school work, and even have to do his tuition work and go for tuition (duh, that takes time too...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if he has to complete the work (or else teachers will scold...), he will have to sleep less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he sleeps less, then it will mean that he will have less energy to listen to his teacher in class the next day (maybe will get scolding for sleeping in class too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then if he cannot listen, he might fail his exams and have to go for more tuition to catch up with work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the cycle just continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non-stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and that's why...&lt;br /&gt;parents...&lt;br /&gt;stop forcing your children to tuition...&lt;br /&gt;unless they can really cope with it... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-1707793146942325985?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/1707793146942325985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=1707793146942325985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1707793146942325985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1707793146942325985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahaz.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-8039941468146991075</id><published>2009-05-20T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:07:22.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's super saddening for me cos today was invest...&lt;br /&gt;cos it's like there are many things taken away from me on this very day...&lt;br /&gt;and life will never be the same for me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was invest today...&lt;br /&gt;and the first early morning gift I got was from the NS SMS to inform me to go for my medical appointment today at 3pm....&lt;br /&gt;then I was like WTH...&lt;br /&gt;cos I called a few weeks ago and the person even asked me to ask my teacheer (Mr S) to send a fax over before it was approved for the change in medical appointment date...&lt;br /&gt;and then she told me that she was gonna send me the letter, but after a few weeks, no letters and this is what i get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the person on the line today was quite good and said that she'll send the letter to me very soon. I just hope this time nothing goes wrong or else I'll be charged with something that is not my fault? WTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, that spoilt my whole morning cos I actually wanted to have a nice, good breakfast after a morning run, but had to rush out of home to make the phone call before lessons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, everything was solved, but I still got a bit of doubt in me... nonetheless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, invest came... (cutting out all the useless details...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie's speech almost made me cry... but only the tingling feeling... I love the part that she's dedicated to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kwek thanked us for our projects, and I'm so proud of welco (Welco, we rock! We've achieved our professional welco! hahaz!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The badge pinning was supposed to be emotional, but in the end, a prick on my finger by my own badge made me wake up...&lt;br /&gt;(I'm really sorry Julian, but your collar was too hard to pierce that I bent my badge and had poked my finger, then the blood was like made your white shirt a little dirty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, went back to seat, took a grand exit and made a clumsy way back to seat...&lt;br /&gt;so that was when we watched the video created by april...&lt;br /&gt;It was super nice thinking back on some of the memories, which are quite recent, but the words that can make people cry, they scroll too fast... so fast that at one slide when I almost wanted to cry, it went back down cos I couldn't really think much in that short amount of time...&lt;br /&gt;But the video was seriously very nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that it was about the end of investiture (seriously, the pledge I've nvr memorised it before... shhhhh, don't tell anyone...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I ate a lot during the refreshments, ate the pizza treat Mr S had for us, played basketball and badminton, danced mass dance... (not in chronological order...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video that Mr Lim made was damn cool too! It was like super nostalgic with all the old old photos... and it made me almost cry again... To tell you the truth, I didn't know mr lim was actually such a sweet person... gan dong, gan dong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received loads of gifts from many people today, and we vice-chairs gave out some! We rock man! Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, was super sad when we had to leave our council room for 32nd, and I really hope they can take care of the room (seriously, the wall feels empty now...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you, council room, but don't miss me... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have too many things I wanna tell everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To 31st...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has really been a great time working with all of you all these while. I can never imagine another group of people that I'll work with that I'll be so happy with, that I'm willing to do crazy things for, to cry with, to go through thick and thin together. 31st, we've indeed gone through a lot together, and I just hope things don't end here. We may have stepped down, but it will not change the fact that you all are the ones that give me the drive to appear in school everyday... We may have lost our common meeting place (council room), but we've definitely meet up in school... We may not be able to do 'sai-kang' together anymore, but the memories will never fade... we will remember the days that we've worked so hard together, the days we've done things together, and the days that we've celebrated together. You guys make me understand the true meaning of love and dedication, and the true meaning of life, the reason behind my smiles... without all of you, I'm nothing but the same old person I was before... Without you guys, I would not have loved the stage more... would not even have stepped up on it... for you guys, I'm willing to sacrifice my time to help you all in your studies, to study so that I can help you guys... I'm sure our time together had not been wasted. I've grown, we all have grown, and the memories I had with you guys will stay forever and ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31st! I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Welco...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all gone through so much together for the past one year... thank you for allowing me to do my duties as a vice-chair, and I'm so proud of all of you! We have got so many projects implemented! And I'm sure whenever I go to school, I can proudly show-off that the things are suggested by the 31st student council welfare committee! We've indeed grown as a committee, and it's like we've achieved our goal, that is to work towards a 'professional welco'. I think that we're already at that standard, nomatter what people say to us... I actually have a list of special descriptions for your job scopes for each and everyone of you, and trust me, they are professional stuff... We are very 'zai'! Woohoo! Now that we've stepped down and that we won't have a chance to work as a committee again, I must say that we'll always be there to enjoy together, and welco is always the best, and 'you'll be in my heart!'. I really wanna thank you all, so much, so much, for all the wonderful memories of working with all of you as a committee! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welco! We did it! And I love you all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invest is over, now it's time for the next batch to shine, and I really wish you all all the best in your conquest to shine, but I'm sure you'll will give your best, and never forget the lessons that we've taught you in during council camp... I love you all too! Yeah! Must Jia you okay? Woohoo! 32nd rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are like so many things taken from me in just one day...&lt;br /&gt;just one invest, and everything is taken away...&lt;br /&gt;life isn't gonna be the same for me again...&lt;br /&gt;I've lost many things...&lt;br /&gt;time is cruel...&lt;br /&gt;but one thing is for sure, that I must agree with April, that 31st will always be 31st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have lost council room, lost my badge, lost many other important things, but what I will never lose is the memories that we had... those that will keep me going on. Thank you 31st, really thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-8039941468146991075?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/8039941468146991075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=8039941468146991075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8039941468146991075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8039941468146991075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-super-saddening-for-me-cos-today.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-5923373245560297082</id><published>2009-05-13T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:21:39.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was last GM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of last minute informations and reflections...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reflections was done is two parts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one was just to write the message to 31st... Had many people to thank, but one page is too little, though my font is small, so I just kinda wrote things to 31st as a whole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one is now called 'pass the book'. Whoa, it was really long and tiring... took like 2 hour plus 3? Writing and writing and writing notes for each other... "Just for me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which I had loads of fun taking photos with 31st... and I really wanna get the photo of 31st, welco and orientation ad hoc and acknowledge them for the photo collection thingy for project vibrant colours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, and I had really much fun reading through my council book too... am very touched... I didn't know that so many people actually acknowledged all that i've done for them, and they'd missed my cheerfulness and lame jokes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry that I've been feeling down these few days, but for all of your sake, I'll pull through and be back again, ready to lend a helping hand! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and right now there's only 7 days left... I'm gonna miss 31st... I'm gonna miss council room... I'm gonna miss council work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll definitely meet up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a councillor, always a councillor, whether on duty or off duty, whether with or without council room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love 31st and Welco! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-5923373245560297082?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/5923373245560297082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=5923373245560297082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5923373245560297082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5923373245560297082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-was-last-gm.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4620917540640690942</id><published>2009-04-21T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:12:01.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a super lucky day for me! (a totally extreme from ytd!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like pouring in the morning when I woke up, then I was like "WTH... dun tell me as unlucky as ytd..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a miracle happened when I left home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I happily took the MRT train and almost got out of Kovan MRT station instead of Serangoon by mistake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, walked out of MRT and then saw it pouring again and I was like... "WTH... 老天再跟我作对是不是？"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I actually wanted to take a bus, but I was too lazy to wait, so I just continued walking and as I walked out of the shelter, the rain kinda stopped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like feeling freaking lucky lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kinda went to school and there's no badminton today! Played frisbee with the other classes... but somehow I lost skill le... shots still can hover and glide, but too slow and keeps on getting intercepted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least this is better than badminton (other than playing with Terence), cos this game can make me perspire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways happily happily went for breakfast and lectures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during CT lesson it was like 'WHOA!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing we went into class we saw 4 boxes of canadian pizzas on the table and we knew straight away that it was for our carnival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did not even expect it... I was only kinda expecting him to say that we've done a good job etc etc... but wow, pizzas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Great contrast from last year's CT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, he did some admin stuff with us, then congratulated us on our success! Then the feast began! That was when I found out that my CT only eats vegetables and seafood for his meals... cos he said it's more healthy? Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ate 4 pieces of pizza not because I was greedy (in fact some of my classmates were shocked that I did not rush for food when the feast began, but still sat there talking...), but because they don't wanna eat that much... then shouldn't waste food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was super duper lucky for me... (food = luck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next best thing was that the day ended like at 4.15pm, like so early! Then went home and exercised and caught up with all the TV shows that I've missed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then studied organic chem and now typing down here... hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just to tell you guys how unlucky I was ytd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing, something that look like mud stained on my pants and it looked gross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was going home from H3, I kinda missed 4 buses in a row cos they're like super packed, then I stood at the bus stop for like 1 whole hour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had bad mood at home for the night, kinda feel bad venting my anger on my siblings, especially my dear youngest brother at the computer that has to help me in printing the large amount of notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's all even out already! Now is time for me to hit my econs textbook before I go to bed! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4620917540640690942?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4620917540640690942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4620917540640690942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4620917540640690942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4620917540640690942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-was-super-lucky-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-1614163833111236030</id><published>2009-04-18T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:45:26.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! H3 test 2 is finally over!&lt;br /&gt;Confirm fail one...&lt;br /&gt;but at least I know how it goes about...&lt;br /&gt;nothing bad, hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;I'll do better for the final exam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, anyways, I went back to school to celebrate clarence's birthday, but in the end it's like I went back for the internal elections...&lt;br /&gt;so just randomly asked a question that meant a lot to me since I was a minutes taker before for various events and I understand how Pam and Pynx feels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How do you ensure that everyone reads the minutes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is seriously random but for those who takes minutes, yeah, it means alot, cos we're those who take minutes and if nobody reads it, it's like doing it for the fun of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, anyways, I just have to say that minutes have saved my life a few times cos I almost missed some important deadlines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving back to ytd, the carnival totally rocks!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz! Got to see many teachers get dunked, and see how teachers can actually contribute to be dunked, and see how many students are actually willing to dunk their teachers... Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I wanna thank Chun Leong and Yvonne for sorta saving Terence and I at the start for emcee-ing for the dunking machine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, without the dunking machine we wouldn't have almost met the target...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was quite disappointed for a point in time ytd...&lt;br /&gt;when I thought that I was regarded as part of the team but when I thought I could be excused from lessons, I was not given the priveledge...&lt;br /&gt;And when I came down after the first lesson for the long long break, they asked me to look after their bags...&lt;br /&gt;I was like "WTH..."...&lt;br /&gt;but luckily something made my day afterwards...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad that the event went well...&lt;br /&gt;and I'm sad to say that I can only follow you guys up to this point, after the carnival...&lt;br /&gt;from now till the end, I wish you guys all the best for the $5000 and loads of photos you guys have to raise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly enjoyed the planning process...&lt;br /&gt;felt like an ad hoc once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! Talking about this...&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad that I took leave from council work from April last wed till next monday! Argh, then I think that's why Pam must do up my slides for me! Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sorry...&lt;br /&gt;I really need this time...&lt;br /&gt;to get that freaking thing out of my head, cos it's like haunting me all the time, hurting me all the time...&lt;br /&gt;I need to reorganise...&lt;br /&gt;I need to plan my life properly...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna enjoy the rest of my JC life...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do well for A levels with 31st and 0815...&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much to do...&lt;br /&gt;Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't just wanna be the random guy walking on the streets...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-1614163833111236030?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/1614163833111236030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=1614163833111236030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1614163833111236030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1614163833111236030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/04/woohoo-h3-test-2-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4516175624792086933</id><published>2009-04-11T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:48:37.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for enrolment service today as a guest (finally! Last year still had to collect SPA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with some of my juniors, seniors like 'dao-ing' us liddat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, were super high to bring up the mood there, and seriously, the planning this year was bad! They did not even have any rehearsals! And their colours are like... WTH... so many low ranking ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I kinda sat and crapped with Kah ho, Chong Junn, Yong Cheng and my long lost 'suanning' buddy Mr Ezra! Hahaz. His brother even joined us can... the potential staff sergeant... Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year kinda sad... recruitment was only like 2 or 3? WTH lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was very proud of benedict for passing his founder's test, but felt kinda bad that I helped him more than I helped my brother, cos my brother failed the test... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buffet lunch there was super nice! I ate 3 rounds and packet some back home... yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went sleep for a super long time, did some SL stuff, then bwahahaha, went out with Clarence and Ming Wei to watch NYDC (Azizan, April, Pynx, RJ) dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first it was quite sad cos it got cancelled, but it got back on again, and I've just got something to say... "You guys totally rock!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to arcade after that to watch them play play dance dance... (seriously, that was real long...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went for dinner after that, in which I did not eat, cos I am kinda full from lunch and the small meal before leaving home, and also cos sudoku was so fun! =)&lt;br /&gt;(I was lucky that they did not manage to probe further through the truth or dare game...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So talked to RJ and Pynx on the trip home in MRT...&lt;br /&gt;I really hope nothing bad happens... (they should know what I mean...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow it just feels so weird...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as if something is amissed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but one thing is definitely for sure...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've finally found out somemore reasons behind why things happen...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It just feels so weird too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when I don't know whether I should be happy or not...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when I see others suffering from the same problem as me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I really wonder something...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How come information always come to you right after you spend your time desperately searching for it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like you spend so much time searching for it, then just as you finally find it, it just kinda came so obviously in front of you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel empty...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;real empty...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like finding a 'new self'...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To enjoy the days of my JC life, to make it as fufilling as it can be...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I am just so unsure of it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How long do I actually need before I can get my thought out of this...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I've failed for attempt number 4...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I really wonder whether this is what life is supposed to be like for me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;perhaps I should just return to my original thought that I exist to make the life of others' better, cos mine is just a failure...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but thinking of my parents just keeps me from thinking of this thought...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I also wonder whether this is what it is to be nice...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;real nice...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some people just do not understand me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not that hard actually, but some people just do not understand me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not that hard to understand...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's just that you guys think too high of me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am just a normal human like everyone else...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I smile, cos I want others to smile, cos it makes me happy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It just does the same for me when people gets sad... I will get sad too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, if that's what things are meant to be...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall just let it be...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RJ&lt;em&gt; told me... "I shall be strong, emotionally and physically..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and that's exactly what I'm gonna do too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly had craving for toast...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4516175624792086933?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4516175624792086933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4516175624792086933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4516175624792086933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4516175624792086933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-for-enrolment-service-today-as.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-2146024016721305844</id><published>2009-04-10T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:44:06.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for lunch together with the elects and some of 31st at lau pat sah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super fun talking to some of the elects while eating, and found out so many new things, and errrr, choir lingo I still don't understand! hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, eating time took super duper long...&lt;br /&gt;then we headed on to Somerset there to go to cathay something... (I forgot the name, but it's the place some of the welco ppl went after JTS for pool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took super long to decide what to do...&lt;br /&gt;but in the end went to kpool and played!&lt;br /&gt;Though I only held the stick and hit the ball 4 times, I think it's okay larh, at least I get to laugh at some ppl, especially Yi Mei! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was really fun that I've gotten this chance to spend time with the elects and some of us 31st outings regulars! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow I don't feel sad or disappointed, I just feel free, free to continue with my life without being tied down...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At least now that I've known the truth, I can stop deluding myself, trying to prove that I still have chances through everything I do, and get happy for things that happen right, and get so bloody emotional for everything that went wrong...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The 'fate' that I thought we had is just a lie that I've made, and seriously, I was thinking why I'm so dumb not to listen to myself as I get those heartaches day by day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess that is what you call 'being naive'...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess all the things that I've done for you are just foolish acts by me thinking that something good will someday come out of it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your smiles make me happy, your disappointment and sadness makes my heartache, and that's perhaps the reason why I cannot afford to see you cry, but try to cheer you up at every occasion...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel akward whenever I see you. I want to call out to you, but just couldn't bring my mouth to say it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;every little actions you do just makes me feel as though they are special, though many others do better things than that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just looking at you will make me satisfied, talking to you is a plus point...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being jealous of others and all, I think I'm very dumb to do that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To think that I'm gonna succeed, is yet another naive thought...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime I think to the past, the signs that you've shown me, to think that that was when that everything started, just shows how dumb I can be, to be trapped in this thought forever, using it to tell myself that everything's gonna be all right...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since there is no point in me continuing in this, I feel that I have to wish you happiness...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess I just have to let time bury things up...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall stay strong...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I shall stay strong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I shall stay strong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-2146024016721305844?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/2146024016721305844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=2146024016721305844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2146024016721305844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2146024016721305844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-for-lunch-together-with-elects-and.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-3240098485887672333</id><published>2009-04-09T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:47:14.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanna say a very big thank you to my dear council camp group 4 for giving me all the wonderful cards and the sweets! (How did you all know I love food?) The box they gave was like... awwwwwww... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3240098485887672333?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3240098485887672333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3240098485887672333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3240098485887672333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3240098485887672333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-wanna-say-very-big-thank-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-8040611767536982131</id><published>2009-04-05T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T14:34:47.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally I get a nice time with my computer, just me and my lappie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was maths lesson + presidential election + April's post-birthday barbeque...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for maths lesson and by the time it ended, presidential election ended, and we went for spring cleaning. Not that fun as I've expected, but still felt nice when everything looked clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, went home and slept (overslept) and chased the bus 854 to get to Yishun MRT station to meet the rest to go to April's house for the barbeque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, almost everyone meeting were late, except for Ming Wei, Zhen Hao and I. The rest were already at the barbeque at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, bridged and barbequed and bridged and barbequed...&lt;br /&gt;all except eating...&lt;br /&gt;then only ate a small plate of beehoon with curry and 2 hot dogs and went to play basketball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is the barbeque that I've eaten the least amount of things... Hahaz.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was super fun but kinda noticed that I suck more and more in sports...&lt;br /&gt;but I just played on and got some minor injuries here and there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went back to play the (0,5,10,20) game with Chi Wei + bridged again, and ate loads of marshmellows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was like already wery late so I went home already, and slept till heart's content...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel dumb, that I'm like pursuing something that is impossible to achieve...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-8040611767536982131?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/8040611767536982131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=8040611767536982131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8040611767536982131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8040611767536982131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-i-get-nice-time-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-558259739734826250</id><published>2009-04-01T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:15:08.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was April fool's day! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite an enriching day, cos I've learnt so many new things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos there was like a one hour break before assembly today and I was like with Jia Jun in the canteen with the rest of the girls in our class, and Jia Jun went to sit alone to do homework...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was so bored that i had to talk to the girls and oh my, I didn't know that they'd been gossipping about me for like so freaking long about my MSN personal messages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I've realised the true power of gossipping... talking behind someone and the person seriously has no clue at all... WTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, got to know some astonishing facts (but those are secrets, cannot tell!) and got to understand some stuff, and yups, had loads of fun teasing Kejin about "THE ONE"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today is still April fool's day, so I got tricked a little, and it was a trick that we'd planned... WTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tricked by the zero-flush sign that we've sticked there saying "the flush is broken' and I almost went to use the other urinal when i realised that 'hey! This is zero flush! No flush at all! EH? I thought I heard of this joke before! Oh!"...&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and that was how I got tricked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, today was also April's birthday! Happy sweet 18! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to sneak out sneakily after assembly with Cand and Pynx to buy cake for April...&lt;br /&gt;And it was super drama there (with Pynx and cand, I could only stand there and watch show)&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting the part where we are choosing between Tiramisu and Choc Ganas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we bought the Choc Ganas and sneaked back into school, and we were like real dumb hiding behind pillars and scouting the area to get to the fifth floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was like when we succeeded, we had to get the lighter, and I was assigned the task to do it, and when I went down, I saw April and Ely! Oh mi gosh! They started asking me where I was cos there was a prank just now but i wasn't there, and I was like perspiring (damn the hot sun...)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right on the spot, I just kinda crapped out that I had diahhorea (dunno the right spelling...)&lt;br /&gt;and they believed me! So after they left I quickly searched for the lighter, caught up with them, then went up for GM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, after that April kinda got tricked etc etc... Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;(But seriously, the expression was like... PRICELESS...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cake was delicious! Woohoo! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, and actually i wanted to blog about the present, but nah, too long story le! Hahaz! So yups, Happy birthday April and yups, Happy April Fool's day! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SHucks... it's over 12 le... but nvm...]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-558259739734826250?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/558259739734826250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=558259739734826250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/558259739734826250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/558259739734826250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-was-april-fools-day-hahaz-today.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4891333802436684275</id><published>2009-03-28T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:37:58.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! NAPHA is finally over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite good, cos I deproved for 2 stations and improved for 4 stations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grade is still the same... ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the stations that I've deproved...&lt;br /&gt;Sit-and-reach: 51cm --&gt; 49cm&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle run: 9.3s --&gt; 9.6s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the stations that I've improved...&lt;br /&gt;2.4km: 12.20 --&gt; 11.17 (I guess that is what you get after moving chairs for one year...)&lt;br /&gt;Standing broad jump: 258cm --&gt; 265cm&lt;br /&gt;Sit-ups: 59 --&gt; 62&lt;br /&gt;Pull-ups: 15 --&gt; 18 (That teacher purposely dun wanna count the rest lor... cos my chin nvr did go past the bar...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, but in the end, I still did not fufil the goal that I've set for myself last year, which was to get full marks for NAPHA, or at least a 29 pt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was quite nice to know that I've at least improved, but the GRADE! Argh! Shucks... I think I'm gonna train, train and train! (Though abit no point cos NAPHA over le...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least my class got to see Mr Foo in action doing pull-ups! He could actually do 5 pull-ups before actually giving up! He totally rocks man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went for maths remedial then went home to ZZZZZZZZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to play badminton with my youngest brother (I finally got a chance to go for sports with them...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THen it was EARTH HOUR! (Or earth day? I really dun get the correct name...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switching off the lights was fun (I actually wanted to study, but errr, my siblings and I played 'find the lightstick' game for one whole hour!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and it was quite relaxing for today and jia you Dragon boat for the finals 2moro! You guys totally rock! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P.S. Can anyone tell me if 'deproved' is a right english word? If not, then what is the correct one? Thanks alot! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4891333802436684275?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4891333802436684275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4891333802436684275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4891333802436684275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4891333802436684275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-3356232883183349382</id><published>2009-03-22T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:16:50.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Council camp is finally over! RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies. It is our last ad hoc already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost too fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thinking of it, one year ago, around this time, I was just a nominee, getting shouted at, and now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouting at nominees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council camp started quite well because of the large packet of chicken rice that I got to eat for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this time the protocol was quite useful for telling me where I was supposed to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but unluckily, I always read it in the last minute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first activity that we had to do was bunk inspection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally brings back the good old days, where we had to standardise everything properly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, the scoldings by almost everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after which was games, and my station was 'Fill me up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this station, it was the same as that of last year except for the fact that this time the water is to be trasferred into two 1.5 litres water bottle held by a person in half squat position...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was quite heartening to see that the nominees started showing care and concern to one another after being prompted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this time I managed to use the element of promise, to make them promise me that if they ever over or under-estimate themselves, they will accept any punishments i give to them (in which they include running around the track, cutting of breaks etc, but none was that extreme...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the games was the first facilitation session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally spoilt the mood at that point of time because I had to introduce myself to them proper, to make facilitation fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I think that I should have made the session less relaxing (cos it was too slack already...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but judging from my own personality and character, errrrr... cannot be done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Tammy and i kinda explained to them what the games were all about and got them to share what they feel the purpose of the games were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, anyways, after that was the nominees sleeping time followed by night walk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I really missed the time when we were suddenly woken up to go for nightwalk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite nice to get feedbacks that it was quite scary, not that I am sadistic, but it brought out the effect that we've wanted to achive through all our hard work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some certain funny things that happened during that time but yups, I don't think it is really that nice to talk about the funny things that happened to some people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I was supposed to be stationed in the hall to ask the nominees to count money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda got scolded by Ely for being too nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you all should see the contrast on our tones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When nominees come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"Here is a packet of papers with money values printed on it, can see? Yups, so for this task, you will need to go to a place without many other people around you to count the money. Once you are done, you can report back to me. While doing this task, do not talk to anyone or look around. Just count." - ME -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"Count the money, find one place to sit away from others, don't talk, don't look around." - Ely -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When nominees count money wrongly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Don't worry, It's okay, almost almost. Jia you!" - Me -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Wrong, recount." - Ely -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I was not sure if I was too nice to them or ely is just too evil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, after night walk, I did not get to follow my group again for the intermediate cos it was time for me to take my rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And lit room is freaking cold, but comfortable with all the cushions...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then very soon, it was the next day, and Tammy kinda told me about what happened during the intermediate and I couldn't absorb anything, just know that our group was the only group that completed the lego thingy and failed the rest together with the nominee groups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Tammy had to do most of the facilitation and I just tell them the experiences in council through what she's said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, so after that was the hike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was quite nice to see that the relaxig mood that Clarence, Yue An and I have set from the start made the nominees start talking to one another, but I kinda regretted that it brought about complacency...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but clarence was damn zai I tell you, he was like so freaking good at controlling the nominees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sadly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the groups that we were taking we like walking the wrong path... and reached there last, and they were like SUPER confident on the route that the took (a super long one that ended at the same place as the shorter one...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nearing to the end, Clarence and I decided to walk super fast and we kinda were able to rush all the way in front of the nominees to make them walk faster (or else there will be severe overrun...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, all of us met April and Stevenn who brought us in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had 'the blind, the mute and the fine activity', and it did bring out some people to start talking, and we were quite happy about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after which, we did the 3-legged walk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yue An and I totally owned them lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overtook them twice after waiting for them to walk past us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is what happens when you strategise and follow the 'leader and follwer' theory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, after the hike we went back to school and I finally got to take a rest. I wanted to wake up in half and hour but couldn't feel my body at that point of time and just continued resting, until it was time to demonstrate chain pumping (seriously, that was too easy...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was campfire setting up time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was the most crap thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos we fought for the time extension with yue an that by 7pm if it stops raining then we will continue with dry-weather set-up, and we thought we were quite blessed cos at around 6pm, the rain stopped and we moved everything down and it was super duper tiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was like WTH when rain came back at 7pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we totally had to proceed with the wet weather plan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily we spent the nice long hours making the fake campfire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the beautiful rainbow totally made us have no regrets. It was so big that I cannot even capture it with my handphone. Shall upload it soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But after that was facilitation time before inspection drill...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of us facils were like super disappointed because our groups could work well as one group, but not as a nominee group, and they were supposed to be quite good already before inspection drill...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we kinda went to our group and I shouted at them for the first time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and I think they got real shocked...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Both Tammy and i did 40 pumpings for them...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And left kinda disappointed, leaving them to think...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So anyways, after that was inspection drill, and I kinda shouted at my group again...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The inspection drill itself brought back memories to me, cos it was where I first stepped up to help... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I really agree that the person who designed it is a genius!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But anyways, felt super guilty and did not dare to face my group after shouting at them for so many times. So I kinda did not dare to go to my group during breakfast time, until Tammy had to drag me there...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But anyways, it was inspection drill again after that...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but the nominees did not clear it, they only managed to complete 2 out of 7 stations, and we were quite disappointed, but we are sure they've put in their best.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So anyways, had a very nice talk during the final facilitation with my group (seriously not enough time) and I just wanna say...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GROUP 4 ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So anyways, went to macs for lunch to replenish my salt level and went home to zonk for 3 hours and then dinner-ed, then typed this blog post. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COUNCIL CAMP 2009 ROCKS! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3356232883183349382?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3356232883183349382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3356232883183349382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3356232883183349382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3356232883183349382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/woohoo-council-camp-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6263865420897231845</id><published>2009-03-20T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:12:31.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! I've survived the last day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my dad and mum...&lt;br /&gt;Though they are returning today, I doubt that I'll be able to see them by the time I leave home for council camp...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can only see them on sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today went for fencing again!&lt;br /&gt;It was quite boring considering the fact that we had warm-ups then one-on-one matches, and i only got to fight once.&lt;br /&gt;My opponent was Ms Lim, and by right, I lost to her, but the scores of my group were too strong at that point of time that I could win (Some italian race match or sumthing liddat, wanna know more can ask me!)&lt;br /&gt;I think I was quite dumb oso, cos I thought that the sword must hit the body, then very weird, i could score when i hit her leg. So yups, after that i could play normally le...&lt;br /&gt;Now I just hope that I can get the picture that they've taken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, anyways, both Ming Wei and i left for Bishan to have lunch and to meet the rest (Jamie, Ely, Pynx, RJ, April, Randy, Chun Fui, Clarence and Candhira)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a 'buy camp stuff' trip which turned into a shopping trip at J8...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand, Clarence and I were so dumb to buy the wrong packet of marshmellows (secret...)... Haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, later on, some of them left and some of us met up with Zhen Hao and Yong Cheng, then we went to Randy's house, and played mahjong! I totally forgot all the rules le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, after that I went home and played DJ max before cooking dinner. And I did not know that I could get Max combos! Super lucky! I guess it is just my instincts today working properly since I've slept for 6 hours ytd! Record longest timing of sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, after playing I went to cook dinner! It was awesome and totally successful, that many of the things were warm when we ate them. My brothers and i had such a feast as I've promised them, and today is when east meets west...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had speghetti with too much sauce, baked potatos, roti prata, hashbrowns, chicken nuggets, curry and also alphabet soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and I ate till i could not eat anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers then had ice-cream after that. I did not eat cos I scared my sore throat will get worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, after which I went to do tutorials and I've completed everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now...&lt;br /&gt;It's time...&lt;br /&gt;For council camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks! Yue An is forcing me to sleep so I've got to go! Cya! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6263865420897231845?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6263865420897231845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6263865420897231845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6263865420897231845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6263865420897231845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/woohoo-ive-survived-last-day-i-miss-my.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4507687817793225282</id><published>2009-03-18T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:08:40.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've survived day 4! Oh mi gosh, 2moro last day le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today only had 2 main activities, fencing and mini council camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start, I went for the mini council camp and saw the nominees and in our LT, we were super relaxed, and I think the nominees thought that life would be better. Then they started doing things that I don't really know (so i cannot comment much), but one thing for sure is that they made my partner facil (Tammy) mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more fun mood le...&lt;br /&gt;I am pissed...&lt;br /&gt;WTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, backtrack abit...&lt;br /&gt;Today I went for fencing with Ming Wei...&lt;br /&gt;The surprising thing was that we did not know where t get off, and don't even know what the place looks like...&lt;br /&gt;But there is something the both of us call "council instinct"...&lt;br /&gt;Cos we were like talking then suddenly when we turn our head, we saw the word 'ubi ave 3' and the word ubi was in the indemity form..&lt;br /&gt;So we kinda got off and viola, it was the right one! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we crossed the road to ask for directions cos we were lost and then viola, we saw one lady with her map and she told us how to get there (kinda...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THen we walked in and saw some NY people (They were walking to the wrong place)&lt;br /&gt;Then the both of us initially wanted to follow,&lt;br /&gt;but our instincts just tells us that we have to move on...&lt;br /&gt;and so we did...&lt;br /&gt;and we reached half an hour earlier than that group. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO anyways, fencing is real fun blocking swords and lunging, and i'm like super excited about 2moro, real fencing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was like a boring lesson on the different types of swords,&lt;br /&gt;then tryout on cathing swords by doing lunging,&lt;br /&gt;then started learning to attack and defend..&lt;br /&gt;but with rubber swords....&lt;br /&gt;And it totally looked like the pirates of the carribbean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and I guess there will be more for 2moro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So both of us went back to school (MW went home first to get something)...&lt;br /&gt;There were many dry-runs here and there and loads of briefings...&lt;br /&gt;super tiring...&lt;br /&gt;and i dunno what to blog about it except for the fact that it was damn freaky for me at the fifth floor during the night walk, when the wind is like blowing in unnatural angles and timings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, that was like the end of the day...&lt;br /&gt;cos I am super tired now that I don't feel like blogging on the details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, anyways, I had a long long walk back home since the side gates are locked, and I had thought over some stuff and came up with some conclusions and it was totally heart aching as I walked back. When I looked at my own reflection in the MRT station, I was totally shcoked...&lt;br /&gt;My face...&lt;br /&gt;feels as if it had went through a million years of suffering...&lt;br /&gt;ARGH...&lt;br /&gt;But there was one take at the end...&lt;br /&gt;That...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In due's time is never due...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4507687817793225282?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4507687817793225282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4507687817793225282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4507687817793225282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4507687817793225282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/woohoo-ive-survived-day-4-oh-mi-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-3817113238335606406</id><published>2009-03-18T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:59:01.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today woke up super early (after sleeping super late washing clothes) and went for recce trip for the hike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first it was quite okay walking out, until it started drizzling, then Pynx had to force Clarence and I to wear the big ugly poncho and she refuses to wear it cos she has umbrella (so unfair!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon after that, after walking to like the MRT station outside school, it poured so heavily that we had to go back to school, and it was super sian, cos our shoes were like super wet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went back to try out the wet weather plan, building dominoes out of 'upwards' pieces. It was a super test of patience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily, we managed to make some nice stuff out of it... (Took very long, and I don't know how time actually went by)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for lunch at AMK hub (Jamie, April, RJ, Ming Wei, Clarence, Chun Leong and I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie and RJ left for movie while the remaining 5 of us went to the arcade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kinda watched the people playing house of the dead...&lt;br /&gt;MING WEI WAS DAMN ZAI!&lt;br /&gt;He used one credit to reach level 5...&lt;br /&gt;the previous group took like many many credits (wasted) to reach level 5 and ran out of coins...&lt;br /&gt;He totally pwned the game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, and I feel super bad too...&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have tried to help those two guys to get into the NC16 show...&lt;br /&gt;But apparently in the end they screwed up the timing as 2.30pm when it was supposed to be 3.30pm, so I managed to escape after feeling remourseful...&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder how they got in in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, after which, April, RJ and I went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposedly supposed to study until Clarence sent me an SMS to tell me to charge the blackbox...&lt;br /&gt;Then that was when i brought it to council room and suddenly, we started to sing and sing and sing (I'm really sorry April, cos you wanted to study on your own, then RJ and I were like disturbing you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, it was super fun, and we just sang and talked and sang and talked (whatever we talked about will just stay within the 4 walls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, after which, I rushed back home to cook dinner!&lt;br /&gt;Today's dinner was quite a success! (Though still needa work on it abit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had roti prata (instant one), curry (can food) and vegetables (I cooked it!), of course rice too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was also when I realised that I still have loads of food left in the kitchen! RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to finish up the rest of my complex numbers tutorials and here I am typing this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and now I'm going to make my encouragement card le! CYA! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3817113238335606406?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3817113238335606406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3817113238335606406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3817113238335606406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3817113238335606406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-3.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4324670210377668999</id><published>2009-03-17T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:54:56.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa! Today was day 2 of survival camp...&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to go! RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today woke up early to go for H3, 3 hours of lecture + tutorial...&lt;br /&gt;But amount of things absorbed = big fat zero!&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that is a wake up call for me to finally start studying...&lt;br /&gt;Since there is like 2 more weeks without H3! Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, then went back to school for night programmes meeting!&lt;br /&gt;Made the fake fire as a comm (quite proud of it)...&lt;br /&gt;and because halfway i was so bored, I went to build the poker cards tower, but haiz... not enough cards... Only managed to build till 8 storey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, meeting after that was short and then whoa, it was like 6 plus le...&lt;br /&gt;Then walked with Amanda to MRT station there and talked and talked and talked about climbing hills and mountains all the way there (quite short though... I guess I'm just too addicted to mountain climbing that i talked too much!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went home and cooked dinner for 2...&lt;br /&gt;(It's with my brother, no one else... Hahaz!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out real bad, real bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 1 sausage each, 1 hashbrown, 4 nuggets each, 1 tuna bread each, 2 big bowls of cambal soup (I'm sick of it liao) and mixed vegetables....&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, I guess we are only full with soup...&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;And my brother commented that the only possible edible thing is the nuggets...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz! I think my cooking skills are getting lousier and lousier.&lt;br /&gt;But no worries! I still have a few days more to try it out! Woohoo! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then watched campus superstar for the FIRST time for this season on the actual day (i.e. Monday) Nothing much to comment though, commented while watching the show! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then wanted to do tutorials, but typed down minutes for today's minutes first, but fell asleep after that...&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to sleep for 10 mins, but woke up 1 hour later after kana scolding from my brother...&lt;br /&gt;Then I started to do tutorials and after doing one question, I realised that I had to wash clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went on my 'wash-clothes' mission...&lt;br /&gt;(Not that I've not done it before, but this time had loads of clothings... and I'm like doing tutorials at the same time)&lt;br /&gt;The washing took like 2 hours plus cos too many clothes and I've committed the same mistake again! I forgot to set it out of drain after draining water. Then wasted loads of clean water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I feel super accomplished clearing all that mess up! Woohoo! Chores for today cleared! Ah shucks! I just rmbed! I forgot to sweep upstairs! Ah wells... leave it for my brothers 2moro! (Or isit later?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, later is hike! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I love hikes!&lt;br /&gt;But I dunno what we are gonna do later! Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, with this, i shall return to my tutorials first before sleeping! Nitez everyone! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4324670210377668999?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4324670210377668999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4324670210377668999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4324670210377668999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4324670210377668999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/whoa-today-was-day-2-of-survival-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-2107838057357917007</id><published>2009-03-15T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:01:08.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've survived day 1 of survival camp! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up super super super early to send Daddy and Mummy off to Taipei. The taxi uncle was like super nice lor, talk and talk and talk, but keep on talking about 'we never know what's going to happen to us 2moro'. And we had breakfast together (daddy and i had wan ton mee, mummy not eating). Anyways, it was so nice, and my dad allowed me to keep the $4 change from the food. (That came in handy afterwards)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I left for home alone and slept until 10.50am, and then wiped the windows of the house with my brother (first household chore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to play basketball with him for half an hour. We were like playing so rough until we were super tired, and we went home and cooked lunch! (Maggie noodles and egg, so darn pathetic...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, right after that (in all my perspiration and all), I went to suntec city for the IT show since my dad wanted me to buy some stuff for him. I went there there I was, stuck at the first level for 10 mins with that fat woman behind me pushing and pushing and pushing me cos i was right in front of her in the queue. WTH lor, she cannot see in front got ppl blocking me arh? Luckily, after 10 mins, I've FINALLY gotten the chance to get up the escalator...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, I was in the 6th level of the convention hall...&lt;br /&gt;It took me like 1 min to look for the first store to buy the first item, 10 mins to queue up, 3 mins to pay... (This was also the FIRST time I swiped my card cos I paid by nets (It felt sinful...))&lt;br /&gt;but it took me 1 hour to look for the second shop and to find that there was no stock...&lt;br /&gt;and took me another hour to give up finding the last shop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my mood bad enough le, so i wanna just go to my next location, which is Vivo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then anyways, heading back was all okay until citylink... (That is like only a few mins of peace only...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a freaking traffic jam that made me get stuck there for 30 mins. Just because of some inconsiderate people who dunno how to keep to one side and keep on gushing in to push us ppl coming from the IT show back into the IT show... WTH lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was like walking on a bridge that only allows one person to cross... WTH lor...&lt;br /&gt;(Very ironic, cos the walkway is like super wide)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the security guard was like trying to sort things out to make the ppl walk two different paths, but apparently, nobody listened to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after I long time of waiting, at least some smart people start taking initiative to follow the instructions of the security guard, then we finally get to move a little. I was so pissed at the moment that I just followed some people and jumped off the railing to get past the crowd, and I've finally gotten the chance to obtain some fresh air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that as I was walking towards the MRT station, I met Chu Xian, but did not really say hi to him cos I was in a terrible mood already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to MRT station and shockingly, I saw that the freaking gate was down! THis is the first time in my life that I've seen something like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to squeeze through the tiny door and that took a whole deal of 15 mins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THen luckily, I got to habourfront and went to daiso, and wanted to buy some purple felt and wth... every colour have except purple... then no choice... had to buy the yellow one instead. Bought some toy eyes too. (That was when the $4 came in handy =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home and cooked dinner and my second brother suddenly (after I called him many times to ask where he is) told me that he is not coming home for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed off! RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, my third brother and I ate double servings of rice, together with taiwan sausages, chicken wings and mini potatos. Dinner totally rocked!&lt;br /&gt;(If not for my brother bringing back food after his CCA I would have killed him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after that i started to work on my mini project... (secret...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then read manga with my brother and watched 武林大道, and then here I am, typing this blog post and ready to sleep, cos I'm so gonna complete whatever i can for complex numbers 2moro! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, now I feel a lot better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-2107838057357917007?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/2107838057357917007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=2107838057357917007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2107838057357917007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2107838057357917007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-survived-day-1-of-survival-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-3602217962883763300</id><published>2009-03-14T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:36:40.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew, THE ONE is finally over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few people that I really wanna thank to help me in emcee-ing this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly is CIB for giving me this chance to be an emcee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my two partners-in-crime (Li lan and Yue An) who went through the whole emcee-ing thing with me. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Li lan for helping blur Yue An and I on many of the details that we do not understand, and coming up with most of the last minute stuff when we meet with problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Yue An for being so crazy throughout the whole event such that I nvr felt down seeing you be crazy when things are not going as planned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also the NYSDC, especially Grace, who 'sacrificed' her leg for us. It was super sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really wanna thank Ying Xue too (Did I get her name right?) She's damn zai, can take the whole stage to herself. 这就是2008的THE ONE champion le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanna thank AVA for their really great help in like changing plans to the last minute, the backstage crew that is like forever on their toes, and I really agree with their catchphrase. "AVA, behind every success"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also Journalism and CNNY, who helped us record the wonderful memories down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanna thank all the audiences for turning up for the event. Frankly speaking, it was super discouraging when at first I could not really see many people there, but it just kinda got filled up later on. And the audiences screaming and shouting and reacting to all the stuff that i've said made me feel so nice. I love you all! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, the participants! You all had been real nice to cooperate especially when you all did not even have dinner tonight, and then you all were made to wait and wait and wait. Really sorry about that, but I really hoped you all had fun! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that i've not missed anyone out. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups anyways, as an emcee, it is super shoik, cos this is the first council event that I don't have to run around until I perspire. But the lights there are like super bright. One moment in total darkness, then another with a bright light in your face. Whoa, that is painful. I can't even see the audiences! Hahaz, yups, and today i was real lucky. Had been coughing NON STOP in class today, and had blocked nose. But during THE ONE, I suddenly stopped coughing and my voice returned to normal! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess some of the cock-ups might be just due to the fact that today is Friday the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, anyways, emcee-ing was fun, and I'm so going to be much much much more better in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mi gosh, my flu and cough is returning right now, in two folds! Argh! WTH...&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd better go catch my sleep le! Nights!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE ONE is finally over...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3602217962883763300?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3602217962883763300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3602217962883763300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3602217962883763300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3602217962883763300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/phew-one-is-finally-over-there-are-few.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-343869456626736581</id><published>2009-03-12T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:27:26.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall type this blog post as I wait for Li lan to reply after the "wait" that she'd given me in MSN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically today was rehearsal for THE ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is super cool except for the fact that I'm like super blur about almost everything. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, today was quite random + fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a group, I forgot what they are called (Something 'hour' one). But anyways, one of their guitarists and the drummer were like biting their lollipop stick today, and I became super random when I was talking to them. I told the girl drummer that if she dropped her drumstick, at least she's got her lillipop stick, then if she drops another one, the guy can just easily pass to her while playing the guitar. It was actually quite funny that they'd actually agreed with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, anyways, saw Azizan, April, RJ, Pynx, what's his name and what's her name dance. It was quite nice, especially for the part where 'what's his name' was doing the break dance steps with the legs. Damn cool! I dunno how he did it, but his leg movements were damn cool! Then I told him that if I'd ever do it, I'll get knots on my legs. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, anyways, after which I left and after rummaging council room for more biscuits, I saw the duet (forgot their names liao) singing the nice nice songs together at the atrium. Yups, and that was when I was like being their only audience together with Ren Yi. It was super nice to hear them sing and do the funny emotions + actions at each other. It really made me feel like singing too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, that also reminds me something! I was like at the backstage 'zao xia-ing' all the way when the contestants are singing today. Damn cool. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now what is left is for the emcee script! Yay! That's like so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONE is so gonna be a BLAST! Much better than Orientation! We're going to make those who never go regret that they've never went there! Bwahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I think I better go help Li lan already! Ciaos~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-343869456626736581?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/343869456626736581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=343869456626736581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/343869456626736581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/343869456626736581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-shall-type-this-blog-post-as-i-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6614077636606464564</id><published>2009-03-09T07:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T07:24:11.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a lousy vice-chair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I would be saying this one day...&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't know it'll be so soon, just after a few days after I've written that blogpost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, as a welco vice-chair, I really don't know what I am supposed to do and what my actual job scopes are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Li lan and Ying Chen they have their own events to take charge of: Friendship week and Angel &amp;amp; Mortal, while I, Welco vice-chair, really have nothing to do... no events, no nothing, just the title of "Vice-chair"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd really wanna take back my words of me helping out in welco, cos when I looked back at that blogpost, I realised that all I could say was that I've helped out more, but I just cannot think of any instances where my help was ever needed, other than me having to poke my nose into other people's stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's worse...&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do anything much and I dared to say it out loud that I am a Welco sai-kang warrior...&lt;br /&gt;I guess April was right to say that if I wanna help Randy in his Student Lounge, then I shouldn't tell others that I'm a Welco sai-kang warrior...&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is true, cos after hearing her say that, I've realised that all these while what I was doing was just poking my nose into other people's businesses cos I really have nothing much to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is just called "acting as though I'm busy"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I really don't know what else I can do as a vice-chair before my council term ends, cos it is like I am a liability more than a help (I can't even put asset)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess April made a wrong choice right from the start...&lt;br /&gt;Randy and Zhi Yuan would be fine, any welco people would be fine...&lt;br /&gt;but me, Ah, just forget it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I think the only thing I can do is just go with the flow, and just hold on to the title of "vice-chair" and yups, just the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be all, yups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Maybe she'd made a wrong choice, right from the start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6614077636606464564?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6614077636606464564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6614077636606464564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6614077636606464564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6614077636606464564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-feel-like-lousy-vice-chair.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6483511708824314956</id><published>2009-03-08T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:59:26.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! I feel energized, cos slept for like 9 hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, now to blog about an interesting day, yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cross country in the morning and it was like WTH... cos it rained all the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 8am, the teachers actually said they'll wait till 9am, but in the end, they cancelled it at 8.45am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then miraculously, the rain stopped 5 mins later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they've waited longer then it could have been able to continue... Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, for me, I do think  that it is not House-Exco's fault for the cancelling of the event, cos it cannot be predicted that it'll be raining. We SC ppl knows how it feels too... Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, anyways, after that Jamie, Ely, April, Ming Wei and I went for cycling cos we had nothing to do, and we cycled to the 31st breakwater near the LTC campsite. (That is like my first time there) Then Jamie went there to emo, April went there to sleep, ely went there to take unglam photos, clarence and I just sat there and stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, then we rode back to the bike shop and on the way, we were like singing and singing and singing. Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we reached back we saw louis with his new small soft toy he got from the vending machine. Then it was damn cool! He helped the rest get the soft toy too with the skill of his, to grab the soft toy by the side to flip it into the whole. Damn cool... But too bad i didn't wanna try cos I have no more budget (All channeled to the fencing thingy liao...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to parkway and ate and bought a present for Amanda, a Bacardi Rum! Damn ex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I went home and due to miscommunication, I had to eat a second lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to go to Amanda's birthday chalet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached there early by about 10 mins and waited for 20 mins before ming wei came (He's the second person to reach), but in the end we had to wait till very late till we can continue to go to Amanda's chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the last person arrived, we went to take MRT and sadly, we missed the 6pm shuttle bus and the next one was at 7.30pm and WTH, we had to take cab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we reached Amanda's chalet and wow! That chalet was damn big and damn cool lor! The toilet oso very big and all the facilities and design are like, woah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat down to like watch the funny show where they go and make a fool out of people... Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to barbeque and it was like so fun too, and it was like the best barbeque ever cos it was so easy to barbeque with the fire already set up. Then we kinda spent all the time barbequeing and feeding Amanda's classmates and OG mates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, anyways, I made some new friends whom I still dunno their names and I think by 2moro they'll already forget that I'd ever talked to them before. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left the chalet and WAS supposed to take the last bus, but WTH... the bus driver did not let us up cos it was full...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then no choice, we had to leave and walk out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I was like walking with Sara and two other girls at the back at first and we were like raising our arm out with our thumbs up to try to hitch a ride, but apparently, nobody cared about us... Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first they went onto the road and raised up their arms, and I told them that if the car comes, they will not have their arms left. Then I did something stupid to say that I'll tell them if a car comes then they put down their hands. Then they really wanted to do it. Hahaz! (The point is when you put down your hand, AS IF the driver can see liddat... Hahaz!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was super dumb especially when they were like doing that sign to a taxi (which did not stop). I told them that it makes no diff for a taxi if you do thumbs up or not do it, cos the taxi driver just sees if you've stretched out your arm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, anyways, they managed to get a taxi and vrromm vroom, they were off and then I joined back the other group, with Clarence, Louis, Marlene (I dunno if that is the right spelling) and Rachel (I dunno if that is the right name + right spelling).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Clarence was so nice to call his dad to drive Rachel and I to Tanah Merah MRT, and the rest to Yishun. That was damn cool lor... Hahaz! (Thanks Clarence and his dad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Rachel and I split up at the MRT station, cos I was going to Tampines and she going to Aljunied (I didn't know that she was an intern... Hahaz!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then viola, I reached home, tired and I zonked out! And yups, here I am, 9 hours later, typing this blog post! Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday Amanda!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6483511708824314956?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6483511708824314956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6483511708824314956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6483511708824314956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6483511708824314956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/woohoo-i-feel-energized-cos-slept-for.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-15929560380770172</id><published>2009-03-05T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T01:01:59.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today my council book fell, and when I picked it up, the first thing I saw was page 48. There was only one line of thing in it. Nothing else left in the page. But this one line made me think alot of things, from the time I started off to be a vice-chair until who I am today, and I really feel like blogging it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I was quite a selfish person at the start to think that becoming a vice-chair will be slack, and so frankly speaking, that was why I ran for vice-chair and I got it. (Better dun let April see this, or else she'll kill me!) And indeed, times were rather slacking and I think it was as if April did not have any vice-chair at all for the first few months of council term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a few months, I feel kinda bad just wasting my time not being a useful vice-chair and that was why I realized I have to do more. But that was not the end of the story. I did not know what is too much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened first when I tried to help Ming Wei in Night Study Programme. It went on quite smoothly at the start cos my help was really appreciated. But at a certain point in time when I was getting too caught up with being nice and wanting things to go on smoothly, I kinda 'took over' it, and had an argument with Ming Wei and our relationship worsened overnight and I don't know how, time kinda patched it up, and we are now crapping and laughing together, both mushroom and (R^3) CMI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, that was not my first 'argument', or rather a conflict. The second one I ever remembered was a conflict with April. It was totally my fault that time, I must admit this fact. At that point of time, I was like using April as some bad examples (I forgot what I managed to think up of...) when she was gone for ex-co meeting, then I sent an email to her to tell her that I've did that to keep the spirit of the meeting mood up. (That day was when welco came up with our motto: "Towards a professional welco!". Yups, anyways, after that, she 'feedbacked' to me that i've never appreciated nor supported her as my duty as a vice-chair before, and she asked me to think about it. After that, she blocked me on MSN. Then at first i was thinking if it was really my fault, and I don't know why, my conclusion was that she was the one who did not notice the things that I've done. But to think of it now, I really did not do anything to help her at the point of time. So I kinda did not really talk to her for a few days cos the following day after she blocked me she asked me whether I've thought through it. Anyways, she thought I didn't though I really did after that. I totally realized that it was my fault that I did not support her that much. Then from then on, I started to support her more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And time just flies and flies so far and there is only less than 3 months of council term left, and the problem is that I still do not really know what I, as a vice-chair, is supposed to do. My actual job was to liaise with the school admin, but somehow there is no need for me to do that until maybe when we are settling the welfare projects once and for all. So I was like pondering and I did some things like asking the 3 comm heads and 2 other vice chairs what our roles are. And yet, today, I still do not really know. But what I can tell my junior taking over me is this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vice-chair's role is undefined. Whatever your chair asks you to do, DO! Whenever you try to help, please talk to your chair about it! Everybody's deadline is your deadline. You are supposed to ensure that quality products go up to your chair, cos your chair has to balance between exco, welco, adhoc and school work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this kinda leads me to the part where I repeated the same mistake with Ming Wei on April just these few days. I was like over-enthu in trying to help her that I forgot that she was 'boss'. Hahaz, sorry about that. I was like sending gmails without letting her know until I've sent them and I can tell that she is very disappointed in my actions, but she just tries to make it sound nice when she feedbacks it to me. But this time there wasn't any arguments, it was just settled like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this once again, brings me back to another of my job as a vice-chair, which is that you MUST NOT start any arguments with your chair. I remember a time quite long ago (dunno whether it is after or before retreat, should be before), April, I and Pynx were discussing welco stuff (this was the first time we included pynx into both of our discussions) and there was at a point, some potential 'conflict'. Cos for me, it was all about the development of the Welco members, but for April is getting things on hand done first. So that meant that we had a clash of objectives. Then she told me that we should focus on the things we have on hand first, before developing the welco members, and by right, by right arh... I felt like I really wanted to argue, so I opened another chat in MSN to pynx, and asked her what I should do cos things are going to get real bad, and she told me that she could also sense it, and I kinda threw away my idea of trying to argue and support her decision (That is the least I could do). Yups, and things went on smoothly when I had to do the HTHT in the expense of my own time, just because I made that sacrifice of making sure the argument does not occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even talking about the gmail that she'd sent me to feedback to me that I've been like keeping things from her until the last minute through long long SMSes, I somehow really feel that my work is not appreciated, and I suddenly had a bit of heartache, and my gmail reply wasn't supposed to be that nice too. But I sat there and stoned for a few mins, then I remembered that incident that happened in the previous paragraph, I thought more and I realized that it is my fault, entirely my fault for trying to help too much, especially since I've promised her that I'll help her out loads when she is focusing on CCA, and that I just cannot ignore the fact that she seems to be PMS-ing such that she isn't in the right mind to do things well (hope she doesn't see this line), and I thought about how bad a vice-chair i had been at the start and not wanting to repeat it. So I sent a gmail and SMS of apology to her, since I'm really in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, my life as a vice-chair is simply full of ups and downs, and lots of 'feeling-that-I-am-a-lousy-vice-chair' feelings, that I am not supporting my chair enough. But somehow, I've got a feeling that I'll have this 'feeling-that-I-am-a-lousy-vice-chair' feeling again sometime soon, but I am not sure when though. Just have this feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I looked at the line in the page, many thoughts ran through my head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-15929560380770172?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/15929560380770172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=15929560380770172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/15929560380770172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/15929560380770172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-my-council-book-fell-and-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6600465783911016664</id><published>2009-03-01T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:06:19.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week had been a WTH week for me...&lt;br /&gt;with blocks and many tests and many 'think that I'm a failure' thoughts going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am typing this post to show that I'm okay already!&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am just gonna take some time to retreat back into my cosy little corner to gain back some of the skills I've lost or to gain some new skills before going out into 'society' again. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun miss me too much when I'm gone okay?! Hahaz =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6600465783911016664?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6600465783911016664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6600465783911016664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6600465783911016664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6600465783911016664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/03/phew-this-week-had-been-wth-week-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-516370491054207554</id><published>2009-02-26T23:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T00:20:21.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Block test is finally over!!! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was totally my day, when I thought that it wasn't until this point in time. Hahaz! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I went to the toilet and as I was leaving it, I made such a crazy bet to myself about something personal, that it would work out if I sit in the front row of the hall today. Then when i told myself that this would not happen, I went to the board and saw that I was supposed to sit at I1! I was like super shocked! Something tells me after that that things are gonna get well soon... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the second thing is that Physics paper was not really that tough, and I actually have confidence to pass it! Hahaz. (Except for the part where I wrote R=IV... ARGH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of the subjects = SCREWED! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after that paper I was supposed to go out for lunch with my classmates (actually a movie), but in the end they wanted to go to Sentosa and i couldn't go because of H3, and therefore, I was soooooo sad... (so sad that I had to message Jamie cos she replies my SMS fast, but after that become super lag... Hahaz. =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained and therefore, no sentosa...&lt;br /&gt;So they went to catch a movie while I realised how much of a slacker I am in H3, that when everyone has printed and done all their tutorials, I haven't even accessed the place where I get the tutorials and lecture notes even once! Let alone doing the tutorials. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the H3 I went to meet them and we while we waited for another friend to come, we dai-di-ed and mahjong and as usual, I am the one feeding people (lucky I never play money or I'll be broke!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then once our friend came, we went to eat. As usual, I did not eat cos I have dinner at home, but I was like starving by the time I was going home. But quite fun talking to my classmates as they'll listen much to me, unlike Louis who always complain that my stories are too long (impatient guy...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after that we went to walk walk in national geographic and too bad, we did not get to play in the air-con room. Hahaz. So we went for shopping (actually only window shopping) then we went to Toys-R-us to play! Super fun making a fool out of us JC students there. But ah wells, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that we went to sky park there and sat down...&lt;br /&gt;and that was when this real funny thing happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming Fang was like using her slippers to hit Yong Le's and my shoes, cos I think she was bored or sumthing. So I grabbed one of her slippers then use my primary school trick (release the shoe before flinging my arm). Then when her slippers fell onto the ground through the trick, she thought that I really threw it into the sea. She was like sooooo shocked. (Her expression: Priceless... Hahaz!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I returned her slippers to her cos she looked so shocked... and her face was like so pale. I'm really sorry if I'd scared her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and we had a singing session in sky-park, and apparently, I'm so gonna sign kejin up for the one, but i scared she'll go out of tune. Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I dun like about the singing session is that there isn't much decent songs that I know how to sing! Everywhere oso liddat one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was home sweet home when the whole class took NEL (first time, so touched T.T) plus suaning time... hahahahahaz... I totally love suaning ming fang... Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and here I am, typing this post with a full stomach and BUUUURRRRPPPPPPPP! Oops. Hehes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For this next section, those who dun wan the spoil mood kinda feel should not read on. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was just thinking about it and I realised that I've been such a failure...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was block test this week and after my previous post of saying how much I blah blah blah broke my promises... I still couldn't do things well this week...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to help, but I found out that I could not even help myself at all...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I started giving out wrong information (sorry RJ and Lilan) and even I was shocked...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I simply was not prepared to teach at all...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But there is one thing that made me real disappointed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is that I spend so much of my health, my time etc staying back to teach...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but all I get is "Block test is screwed!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But one thing I was thinking is...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you all ever tried or did your best?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you all ever realised how important this is to some people (especially pynx who wanted all 26 of us to be in council camp)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm real tired...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;block test is actually supposed to be a period where I get to sleep early...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I chose to stay back late...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to help...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to eat dinner as my supper...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's my bad...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos I am the one who made this choice...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to stay back to help...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and yet I am not capable of doing it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and something more disappointing about it is that all of you are people who can study!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You all say that I am clever...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the truth is, I'm just the same as all of you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am just an average person who fails his exam in his sec school...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but only started to study...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;both hard and smart...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and put my heart into it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;listen to what teachers teach...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and understanding it to teach others...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of you are even BETTER than me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But all these disappointments are disappointments in myself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not in all of you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos I'm just disappointed in myself for not doing the right things...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right now what I can do is just retreat back into my cosy corner and think about things properly, and just put on a strong front in front of others...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to get my life back to the correct orientation...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry that I won't be there for you all for a time being...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it'll be okay...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For I'm just the unpreferred substitute...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-516370491054207554?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/516370491054207554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=516370491054207554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/516370491054207554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/516370491054207554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/02/block-test-is-finally-over-woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-5495600321415532009</id><published>2009-02-22T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:13:02.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like an arsehole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a jerk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is happening to me?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot even do what I've promised...&lt;br /&gt;to my friends...&lt;br /&gt;to myself...&lt;br /&gt;to my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these while I've told people like April, Jamie, CF, Ely etc (list is inexhautable) that I will help them out loads for block test, and that I shall be super well versed in what I am supposed to learn to be able to teach them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at this moment, I'm still freaking trying to study myself! I feel like a total failure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these while I told myself that I'll do things by certain dates, and continue with some of the things that I've wanted to do... But I just simply have no discipline! I'm like freaking wasting my life away doing nothing constructive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family...&lt;br /&gt;I am super sorry to my siblings and parents...&lt;br /&gt;I'm like such an idiot...&lt;br /&gt;I just don't seem to appear much at home...&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me feel so sad when my sis asks my mum why she doesn't see me at home...&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me feel as if I've let my sis down when she's super happy that I can bring her home from school on Monday and thursday...&lt;br /&gt;My brothers really wanna have a time to talk to me...&lt;br /&gt;my parents too, want to have time to talk to me, but I'm like always reaching home late that they are going to bed already...&lt;br /&gt;And now I think I can see that my parents are trying very hard to not force me to stay at home, though they really want me at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how else I can fufil any more promises to anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a failure... till this point of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love to stand in the rain, cos that is where nobody knows that I'm crying...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-5495600321415532009?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/5495600321415532009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=5495600321415532009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5495600321415532009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5495600321415532009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-feel-like-arsehole.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-550591194372636136</id><published>2009-02-14T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:40:58.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! I'm like totally refreshed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept for like 13 hours already! And I totally dunno how I'm gonna sleep tonight! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I really feel like blogging about orientation, and I am like kinda late cos it ended on thursday and it is already saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I LOVED ORIENTATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, though one week before orientation, everyone did not have the mood for orientation, with all that crying etc (refer to my previous post), orientation was a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna thank the OGLs, AVA, photog, House Exco and the JC1s for making this a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The OGLs are like perhaps the people that helped to bring the JC1s' moods up, and their cheering made us feel damn nice, damn shoik, until our spirits came back, and we made orientation real good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AVA really helped us alot this time, cos there wasn't like any proper dry runs, just last minute stuff (loads of thanks to clarence too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photog really took many many nice nice pictures for us, and even stayed till late at night on the last day with us! Woohoo, you all rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really wanna thanks house-exco for their help in the telematch, for hyping the mood up, or else I would have been dead without them during the second half of telematch cos of the spoilt mikes... And it's really nice that we are working together! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally, the JC1s! Yeah, you guys rock! You all made orientation a success. To tell you all the truth, when my friends from YJC told us that their 5 day orientation was super tiring and they were bored, I was scared that our 4 day orientation would be bad. But luckily, the 8.30am reporting time helped us alot! Yay! THe JC1s kept on cheering very loudly till the last minute, and I was almost deafened during the cheering competition at the very last part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, and I would also like to thank Randy for the wonderful decoration (Candhira, Ming Wei and CF too!) and the remix (April and Pynx too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to thank Louis, the favourite emcee of the JC1s! He totally rock man! He helped me a lot during the telematch and he could hype up everyone's mood! That was real nice! Thanks man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, the SWAT team (logist comm)! Without you all, orientation wouldn't be a success! I'm sooooo sorry about your hands and legs from all that running around with logist everyday, cos everything is like so last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, though orientation was tiring, it was fun. All the time roaming around trying to get people to cheer, being emcee for telematch and with April on the third day really made me gain many new things. I'd always wanted to be an emcee for at least once, and that was one reason why I joined council. AND I GOT IT! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roaming around really made me happy cos I could really hype people up, and make them cheer, and I did not know how I did that! Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the finalle was BLOODY nice!&lt;br /&gt;Everything went on super nice!&lt;br /&gt;The remix music did not stop and therefore the songs were nice!&lt;br /&gt;The lights were great!&lt;br /&gt;and the hot and cold was super nice too! THe whole school was like doing it TOGETHER! (except for that spoil-sport Gloria who is like following EP to do some new actions...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, but it totally ended with a blast! And I feel proud, proud that I am part of the Orientation Ad hoc, as a PROgrammes head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROgrammes comm, you rock!&lt;br /&gt;31st, all of you rock!&lt;br /&gt;Aiya... basically, EVERYONE ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation 2009, an orientation I'll never forget... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Happy valentines' day to everyone! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-550591194372636136?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/550591194372636136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=550591194372636136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/550591194372636136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/550591194372636136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/02/woohoo-im-like-totally-refreshed-i.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-1734467252748561961</id><published>2009-02-04T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:34:05.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cried today, and I'm like so proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is yet another day of orientation planning process that had overshot the deadline and I am like rushing the skit, and WHAM! came in the editting of the timeline by Mr Kwek for orientation to start at 8.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this was what we had anticipated long long ago, but we thought everything would be okay, then we just kinda left it at one side. But suddenly, we had to come up with plans to solve it at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this wasn't such a bad attempt, considering the fact that we did come to a compromise with many things properly, with the programme timeline created properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing really spoilt my mood, and that is that we cannot stay in school. It totally spoils the mood I tell you. That was why I was like emo-ing before the photoshoot for 31st. But I kinda told myself that I shall be sad together with the rest when they hear the news, no point being sad first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, but anyways, the photoshoot kinda ended in the rain and then more photos and finally GM, which ended quite late such that we cannot practice for the skit, so I kinda cancelled the practice for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was really sad after that when I did not have the mood to dance and just simply left the classroom to breathe some fresh air. But that was when Jamie and April saw me and asked me to follow them to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I kinda felt so sad when I saw so many ppl crying. I also cried too, but at that point of time, it was only to a small extent. I just feel so damn stressed of it, that the skit needs to be completed by friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just as the rest were like asking where we were gone to, I told myself that I have to save the mood instead of spoiling it, so I went back to dance and became hyperactive out of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we left the place again, and I saw so many others crying, and I sorta joined them. And that was when after much persuasion, I've decided to cancel the whole council skit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shared my many experiences with them, and we really had lots of talks and talks and crying and crying, and I found out that everyone has lost the mood for orientation, that they have gone over the limit and had no choice but break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, when they are sooooo hungry that they had to move off first, I stood up and told Chun Fui that orientation will be the best. And just as I told him that, it triggered something. Tears started GUSHING out non stop from my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to thanks CF on this. He followed me to walk the whole of the drum block's fifth floor for 2 rounds and hearing me talk about how good orientation should be. And this is a summarised version of what I've told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 4 ad hocs already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investiture - I could sit on the banner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's day - I learnt to do sai kang and feel so satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-LTC - I totally enjoyed it alot and that was the first time I put gel on my hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIPA - I love GLORIA 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all the wonderful memories that I've had. And i just want the same for orientation. I want orientation to be the best, and council camp to create the best council ever, i.e. 32nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I talked about some things of council camp with him, telling him of what I've told Jamie on the one thing i am really scared of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one thing that happened so wierd is that this time it was April who is asking me if I am okay, asking me to relax and seeing me cry...&lt;br /&gt;That was like totally opposite this time, I used to be the one who is always asking her to chill, to ask her not to cry, to tell her to smile, but just for this time, it was her who did it for me... Thanks April. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, and we had dinner at MACs and I really thank Stevenn alot for his burger! I'll return him one one day! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am, at home, typing this post, and this was what i typed to the cast of council skit, PROgrammes and CPR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Orientation is OUR event, and it is for the JC1s. To give them a memory so good, that in 10 years down the road, when people ask them what they enjoyed the most in NYJC, they say it is Orientation, just like the same way many of us loved orientation.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll bring back the mood of orientation, I'll do it... Orientation is gonna be the best, no more, no less, no excuses... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried today, and i'm still so proud about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-1734467252748561961?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/1734467252748561961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=1734467252748561961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1734467252748561961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1734467252748561961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-cried-today-and-im-like-so-proud-of.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-202469716272719953</id><published>2009-01-29T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:41:05.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just when I thought that things will go anew in my JC life...&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scary thing is like haunting me once again, and I felt the 'feeling' once more...&lt;br /&gt;and it is no joke...&lt;br /&gt;It is darn painful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like hurting non-stop during the first two lessons of today, and the feeling was like being slashed right in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but it really hurts, and I don't know whether is it my yawning or is it the pain that made me tear in class for a few time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the pain has yet to kill me...&lt;br /&gt;and I'm thinking of just letting it go, and not allow the wound to surface again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it will all bring me back to my materialistic self that I had been recently, drowning my sorrows in smiles and not being pessimistic and just remain super optimistic...&lt;br /&gt;being nice when I don't feel like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just hurts, but I just don't know why, 31st gave me the smiles, but it just doesn't seem real (Ely, I'm sorry for saying this again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like cruising through my own blog posts two day ago and I found out that I had actually changed a lot ever since joining council. I've became so 'fake', cos I just refuse to care about the world, just believe in things that I see, and give an optimistic view about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, it all seems so difficult out of a sudden, cos my old self is haunting me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember the times when this old problem struck me over and over and over again, and the pain was totally unbearable, I had to study to drown my sorrows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I cannot let my own problems get into the way of orientation. I shall allow this smile to remain plastered on my face, and just be my '31st self' for this moment. I shall be nice as always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just scared, so scared, that something bad might happen soon, I just hope that work, this time, is still a useful strategy to drown my sorrows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-202469716272719953?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/202469716272719953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=202469716272719953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/202469716272719953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/202469716272719953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-when-i-thought-that-things-will-go.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4851805790257917802</id><published>2009-01-27T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:08:27.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my, I'm like freaking tired cos my fatigue is like trying to catch up on me at one shot after finally being able to get a short rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, CNY was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I did not blog ytd cos I was like super duper tired...&lt;br /&gt;So I shall talk about yesterday first! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was like slacking for the whole morning (practically sleeping like a pig... zZ&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Z...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And was still super tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily I went to my aunty's house in the afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;Went there and ate and ate and ate, all the new year goodies (lucky I drank loads of water to be able to enjoy them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then other than that, we had steamboat and once again, we saw the egg tofu jumping in the oil again, bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that was not the main thing though, though it took loads of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real thing was actually the Yoga practice with my aunty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me how bad my spine is going to become and taught me some nice exercises to correct my spinal area. Not only that, she taught me the correct way of breathing using my diaphragm instead of using my lungs, but I kinda needa work on that a little more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the end of yesterday cos I went home and fell asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now about today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my grandma's house in the morning and had loads and loads of junk food! Yay! This is like the best time of each CNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home after bai-nian with my grandma then my aunties came streaming into my house to bai-nian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my cousins were like playing RISK and the game took like about 5 hours and they had to stop cos our parents were like driving them home cos 2moro got school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today I had one more 'lao yu sheng' which was damn special, cos it was like done on a piece of big big 'plastic table cloth' cos there were two tables joint together for our 20 plus ppl to squeeze around it, and apparently, it was not enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I had another round of steamboat! But it wasn't that nice though, cos my job was like sending food to the other tables cos only our table had the special steamboat thingy with the 'tempayaki' thing (dunno how to spell) around it (like that one in seoul garden)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was really fun meeting my cousins together again, though I didn't get to talk to them much though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, that was like my whole CNY holiday, had loads of fun seeing people again and eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I feel very bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like waking up today and realised that Orientation is only one more week away! And this reminded me that we have not really finalised everything. But somehow that one can work out well bah, I've confidence in that! Orientation is going to be a blast! But somehow we need to straighten some things up first! (Orientation is not supposed to be this way, and i think that it is kinda my fault)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I was like talking to April on gmail about welco stuff and I can really see that something is seriously bothering her. I really feel like helping my chair but somehow I just don't know what is the problem and how to help her. And suddenly I've lost my ability of making people laugh, my ability of consoling people... maybe because I am like immersing myself in so much fun and laughter these two days... Argh, I feel so lousy as a vice-chair, so darn clueless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麽办? 我不知道她有什么心事，我想帮她，却不知怎么办。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4851805790257917802?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4851805790257917802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4851805790257917802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4851805790257917802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4851805790257917802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-im-like-freaking-tired-cos-my.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-2070781839851213475</id><published>2009-01-26T02:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:23:10.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe that I've made my first CNY mistake so quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is for sure... I'll not help you all to cover your backsides anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-2070781839851213475?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/2070781839851213475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=2070781839851213475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2070781839851213475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2070781839851213475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cant-believe-that-ive-made-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-2988027220469779141</id><published>2009-01-25T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:31:14.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, 大扫除day 2 was so tiring! (practically worked myself to death in the morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I thought today was like quite slacking cos my family cleaned up alot yesterday, but...&lt;br /&gt;suddenly found out that there were a lot more jobs to do, like throwing away stuff and killing plants (I am still very emo about the killing plants part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw away my bike... (So sad...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I killed many plants (because my dad said so, his fengshui thingy, last year was cannot hang clothes at the balcony, so troublesome. Oh wells...)&lt;br /&gt;But I was like pleading to my dad and mum, along with my brothers to savage some plants. In the end we manage to act emo and showed our disrespect to them such that we got what we have wanted... (RAWR!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I got to keep my bryphyllum, my brother got to keep his plant's seeds and he has started to grow it and we got to keep a Japanese plant that is as old as me. (That one was supposed to be kept anyways...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I suddenly feel like my bryphyllum is not safe at home at all... I had to kill its kids okay? It is like about 20 to 30 of them and I am like so emo about it... Only the mother can be kept, and it has another 200 plus kids that are ready to be planted (there was actually about 100 more but my mum cut the leaves off so as not to block the road)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like bringing some to plant in council room. Hahaz, I just hope Jamie/CF allows. Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, aside from all those emo-ing and stuff, in the afternoon, my family went to have reunion dinner with my grandma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That restaurant really sucks man... got timeslots one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is called 'Long Beach' at Botanic gardens there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family went there for the 5.30pm to 7.30pm slot... (stupid timing...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was super special, cos my family was late for the FIRST time for reunion dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food there was okay, but there was a lack of QUANTITY! This is the first reunion dinner that i had to go home to eat some more... WTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the dinner ended nicely because we got to eat a red bean paste with ice cream on it, and my brother was like telling me "New year is almost complete, only let pineapple tarts!", and he wanted to steal my ice-cream too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we sent our grandma and relatives off and my family went to Chinatown and squeezed through the crowds, so fun! I wanna do it next year again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my mum went to a shop that sells sweets at 100g for $1. We saw one stall ytd outside Hougang mall, but apparently it costs $1.50. Just as we saw the cheap price, we grabbed a large handful and it cost us $20! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then throughout the trip back home my mum was like telling us (actually i think is herself), to convince us that she had made the right choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, we left Chinatown before it was too late (in the sense that the real crowd is streaming in) and went home and I found out that my I-pod is spoilt... Time to get a new MP3 and earpiece...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 功夫 on channel U and then here I am, typing out this blog post! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there were many crazy ideas and thoughts that were flowing through my head today because I was like so emo about killing the plants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this kinda sums up the last day of the year of the mouse... (I don't wanna call it rat, sounds so disgusting...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out with the mouse, in with the moo-moo cows! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I sign off this blog post, I wish everyone a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! May all your Chinese new year's resolutions come true! Yay! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-2988027220469779141?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/2988027220469779141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=2988027220469779141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2988027220469779141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2988027220469779141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow-day-2-was-so-tiring-practically.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4915972583242026</id><published>2009-01-24T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:26:41.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>大扫除 really is tiring and sickening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe that there are actually so many 'dust dinosaurs' in my house...&lt;br /&gt;My hair turned grey, and the cloth I used even turned from white to black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was all actually worth it in the end (though I caught a flu)...&lt;br /&gt;Just looking at the clean and tidy house really made me feel so good...&lt;br /&gt;But just thinking of round 2 tomorrow sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today went to heartland mall to have dinner (I also dunno why so random) with my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went for shopping for shoes for my brother and a skirt for my sister, and was SUPER boring, and I almost fell asleep walking, but my continuous sneezing kept me awake... (sadly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then afterwards my brothers and I cannot take it anymore and we followed our dad out of the mall while my sister and mum continued to look for the skirt. (My brother kinda did not want to buy the shoes there cos they are too either too small in size, too ugly or too expensive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when I went out, my brothers and I saw something really strange in the sky. It looked like a satellite but was red in colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were like guessing that the satellite exploded and therefore was red with flames, and was staring at it and fantasizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, our dad came and asked us what we were looking at, and then once we told him that, he was like laughing at us cos it was actually a crane (the one used for construction), only that the sky was so dark, but when we shifted our vision downwards, viola, there is the base...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three of us were like so dumb... hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I was there outside the mall, I suddenly thought of 'lao yu sheng' with dragon boat last year, and i told my brother "one year liao, so fast...", without telling him what it means, and he just threw me a confused look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I kinda remembered when I was clearing up today, I saw my internship certificate and realised that it is already one year in council, including internship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is going to end soon, very very soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to miss council room, but I'm sure 31st will still be together even after A levels (too bad the room cannot walk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I just don't want to pass on to the next batch with regrets, that I am going to make these four months the best months of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 31st! You bring smiles in my life! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Anyways, for the rest of the story, my family went to hougang mall to buy my brother's shoes then that was where I saw Mrs Wang with her husband, so SWEET~... =) ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4915972583242026?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4915972583242026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4915972583242026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4915972583242026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4915972583242026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/01/really-is-tiring-and-sickening.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4028977134919292881</id><published>2009-01-13T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:29:52.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Open house was like super much better than JIPA, perhaps is because all the teachers there are so nice (at least those I worked with today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the art teacher, Ms Hazel Ho and Mr Gerald, all nice people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art teacher (I think her picture is in AEP room), she was like so nice to provide us with the things that we needed like the strings, blu tac, cardboard whenever we ask her for it, and she makes sure that we have the things in proper NICELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Hazel Ho was also nice cos she was like coming to check on us as and when to make sure things are going well, and helped out at the initial part at the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, there was Mr Gerald, quite a friendly guy who is like always helping us at the start and even bought us drinks! He was like talking in a really friendly tone with the J1 people and us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the real open house itself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not feel that it is a screwed up event, just some minor hiccups here and there, much better than... yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing was that reception was SUPER boring...&lt;br /&gt;It was like standing there to give out the files (a.k.a goody bags) and also the post card for the lucky draw. Apparently many CCAs took a lot and in the lucky draw won alot. Duh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[People there: Clarence, Tammy, Kristabel, Me!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yups, after a long while, about 1pm, Clarence and I realised that there were not enough tour guides and we rushed there to substitute... (lucky I took the picture of the route from Yida using my camera phone or else I dunno where to go, my 'just in case' worked!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was when the better part of the day came by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first group was a mother and two girls (maybe her daughters or niece), who looked totally different from one another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One girl was super quiet and the other was like asking me loads of questions (I think she is the one that looks better too, but errrr.... not my type...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was totally fun bringing them to all the extra places not in the route cos I wanted to show them more nice things about nanyang, and the feedback i got was that the school facilities are wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was totally fun promoting council and SDP too... hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this tour took like 1.5 hours, super long, smiled until mouth cramped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, just when I went back to the booth like for 30seconds, one mother and her daughter (confirm is her daughter, look so alike, except for the wrinkles) came to ask for tour and I brought them around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this time I really know what to tell them cos I am like familiar with my route...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I brought them around and talked about the differrence between the secondary school life and the JC life, got a couple of laughs here and there and smiles here and there, and none of the questions were too hard to answer (luckily...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that only took 1 hr cos we missed some places due to the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that marked the end of my tour duty... (I wished I had more T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after which, there was a debrief and yups, nothing special to report...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I just feel that I am gonna need some strategies to ensure that things go well, especially when studies are coming back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tools: 1) deadlines, 2) Getting help, 3) Striking a balance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Open house rocks! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4028977134919292881?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4028977134919292881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4028977134919292881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4028977134919292881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4028977134919292881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/01/open-house-was-like-super-much-better.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-2677050224726106527</id><published>2009-01-12T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:29:47.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was like a super super super boring day in school listening to briefings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;many interesting things happened too. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, this was my FIRST time late for school, cos I went back for BB day to see 51st and that freaking bus just keeps moving like a snail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, after the briefings, my class went for the publicity thingy to ask people to come for NY open house, and we went to CHIJ, where Ying Chen studied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At there, I dunno why, but at the start, Terence and I heard something like 'wei shen me hui wo nan ren zai wo men de xue xiao' (Why are there guys in our school) coming out from some sec 1 or 2 girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we quickly went into the building and waited and waited and waited until 1.30pm (at least our new CT treated us drinks! Yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Just a point to note, it was really SCARY in there... everyone staring at us, as if they have never seen guys before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when we went to the hall, we found out that the CHIJ girls were all in the hall, going to get their results liao (bad mistake, cos we should have given it out earlier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that when they came out then I start giving it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was quite confused about the colour of the name tag, and then after clarifying it, I tried to talk to them, but somehow I am tongue tied (wth... so many years liao this problem still here...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was damn stupid, some girls crying I dun dare go talk to them, dunno wise choice or not, but one was crying but I couldn't see so I got 'rejecteed'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we sort of went into the hall, and I was quite hesistant at first, cos I dun wanna go into girls territory, damn scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then continued to give the things out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually while giving out the postcards, I was like supposed to tell them more about NYJC, but somehow, after they got it, they smiled and walked off, and I was like 'huh?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some others who just 'dao' you and continue walking off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the end of my 'trip to the scary school'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, Jamie, Ely, RJ, Louis, April, Clarence and I went to eat dinner (of course I didn't eat cos I am eating dinner at home) and we went to shop for RJ's table lamp but apparently did not buy anything in the end. Then it was home sweet home for us after we went to popular to buy some stuff for louis, april and Jamie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Point to note: Jamie asked me to choose a file for her then she decided on one herself... waste my time... bleah! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-2677050224726106527?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/2677050224726106527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=2677050224726106527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2677050224726106527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2677050224726106527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow-today-was-like-super-super-super.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6007573415630973260</id><published>2009-01-12T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:01:20.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;very very tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused...&lt;br /&gt;very very confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm  stuck...&lt;br /&gt;inbetween council and my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so wierd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council vs School work&lt;br /&gt;Council vs Promises I've made to myself&lt;br /&gt;Council vs family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is council my life now? Am I compromising my other part of my life? ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6007573415630973260?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6007573415630973260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6007573415630973260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6007573415630973260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6007573415630973260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4740175265282493318</id><published>2009-01-09T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:11:53.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the last day of JC immersion, and this post is really to sum up everything that I've felt these few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it is rather confuing on how to rate the JC immersion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I had fun with my OG, in which i'll give 10/10...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for the planning part by the teachers, the SDP people etc etc that we've like complained for the whole 3 days long, i cannot even scrape a 1/10 for them, just simply a big fat zero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember when I went back to my sceondary school today to help out in the CCA exhibition, I was asking my juniors about who they think planned the JC immersion, and apparently out of 4 of them, all thought that it was a council event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like WTH lor... and I explained to them that it is the school's event itself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC immersion...&lt;br /&gt;totally tarnished our name as a council... (I wonder how far that would go...)&lt;br /&gt;totally tarnished our name in front of the other CCAs&lt;br /&gt;totally tarnished our name in front of the SDPs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was totally crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get the blame for some freaking stuff that we tried to help out...&lt;br /&gt;and I really agree with April on that part where we are supposed to be working with the school, not for the school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought that the ad hoc was like super bad cos they did not update us on the things itself, (sorry if I'm too frank) but I realised that it is the school who is causing all these problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the planning totally SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the ad hoc did not know what to do, they are just like AS INFORMED AS WE ARE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the school gave us the event, we would DEFINITELY be able to do a MUCH better job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily there was my OG, Gloria 4! Yay! (And of course, lots of free food and drinks...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My OG was very quiet initially, as there were no Ice-breakers in the first place (not our fault...) and they did not even know who I am, let alone me knowing who they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they loved the NY trail very very much, and it made me really satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And BY RIGHT, that was supposed to be the end of our jobs (except for the scorecards)...&lt;br /&gt;But we just had to save JIPA since the second day was supposed to be boring...&lt;br /&gt;and I've voluntarily did stupid things that I would not usually do in front of my OG, to give them the laughs etc etc, so that they felt fun staying with us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, then my OG really did gel together very much on their own, and I was very very glad to become their OGL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, I don't think I can forget 'Jay Chou' and 'Tracy a.k.a Guzheng a.k.a Lo Mai Kai', cos their names are like super funny! Hahaz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was why I gave a 10 for the level of fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I am super disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;and I've really learnt something from this...&lt;br /&gt;FIGHT...&lt;br /&gt;If you are right...&lt;br /&gt;there is no harm trying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also...&lt;br /&gt;I've kindly requested Mr Sequeira to give the Orientation ad hoc the feedback given to the teachers cos we MUST learn from the freaking mistakes that they've made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FISH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4740175265282493318?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4740175265282493318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4740175265282493318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4740175265282493318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4740175265282493318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-last-day-of-jc-immersion-and.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-3107808534151620574</id><published>2008-12-30T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:41:29.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm  just a passerby into the lives of others, to do something nice for them, to brighten up their day, and then be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's as simple as it seems...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3107808534151620574?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3107808534151620574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3107808534151620574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3107808534151620574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3107808534151620574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-just-passerby-into-lives-of-others.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-8578895044600633594</id><published>2008-12-28T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T01:38:21.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally... The long awaited JTS is finally here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 27th of December 2008, and it marks the end of JTS, the time of waiting and waiting and waiting the money that I've saved to be spent. (It really hurts to see money that you cannot spend lying there beside your wallet...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also the day that I gave out the christmas cards I did for Welco and those who accompanied us to our JTS! (i.e. CF and Jamie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, sorry arh CF, cos your card was like rushed out when I disappeared at the hotel when everyone thought I went to 'clear' everything out before the buffet, the handwriting will be quite bad. Cos I did not know that you were going there for JTS too. Or else I would have made it earlier. =) [In case there are jealous ppl out there who are complaining that I nvr make cards for them, erm, sorry arh, cos I only had the time to make for a welco and those coming for JTS. But I hope I'll have more time to do it next year, since A levels will be over! Hahaz. =)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, then I'll never forget the four series of christmas cards (just like the Nokia series)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The christmas hat series&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The silhouette series&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The hand-made series (I drew the pictures myself)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The 'paper-cut' series&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yups, then after JTS, Jian Ming, Javier, April, Candhira, Pynx, Ming Wei, Julia and I went to Kpool. Wow, it was quite fun actually, knowing the fact that I've played for 3 years but only 3 times. Hahaz. It really felt great to play again. (First time paying though... hahaz)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctShxgaqqAk/SVZn4lveKII/AAAAAAAAAAM/TnCxsBmXX10/s1600-h/P1010262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284525434667411586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctShxgaqqAk/SVZn4lveKII/AAAAAAAAAAM/TnCxsBmXX10/s320/P1010262.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;p&gt;Hahaz, then here's a picture of all of us that went for JTS [except CF and Jamie cos I dunno where they went out to. =) ]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-8578895044600633594?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/8578895044600633594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=8578895044600633594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8578895044600633594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8578895044600633594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctShxgaqqAk/SVZn4lveKII/AAAAAAAAAAM/TnCxsBmXX10/s72-c/P1010262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-8822889652339556859</id><published>2008-12-25T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:38:40.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, long time no blogged liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already christmas! Hahaz! And now I'm like blogging for my christmas day! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, perhaps I shall start with my christmas eve. It is super boring cos I can only spend the day at home with rain all around and then go to bed... (The rain is like sort of reflecting my feelings [i.e. emo] cos my handphone is spoilt...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I got to spam MSN messages at 12am on Christmas day. That was something nice. Got to talk to some people that I've forgotten, but only 1 or 2 sentences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for christmas... (It was a disaster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, this year's christmas had no christmas mood at all...&lt;br /&gt;My family went out to Maccitchie reservoir (I dunno if the spelling is right or wrong) with my relatives...&lt;br /&gt;and we like had loads of 'fun' there... (notice the 'fun'...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, we went there and had some food and i was the only 'high' person there, and I got tired of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a walk (expedition) for a short while and the base camp was attacked by monkeys... so 'cool'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to rush back and had to finish up 50% of the food, before we can lighten our load and walk the expedition again, this time with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the walk was like 'everyone was talking to each other in small groups' and then we had to walk for 2km (ON CHRISTMAS!!! WTH...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was okay, cos we saw a lot of fishes in the reservoir and it was quite nice... (That was one of the best thing...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we walked the outside route back to the carpark, it was super long too, and we even saw a snake on the railings, then I was like smiling to it, cos it was like so boring that i cannot smile at anyone else except for crapping some lame pokemon jokes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had loads of food that was like 'so cold', then played some games with my cousins (The yes and no game and some lame poker game)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yes and no game was like they told a scene of a crime, like someone died after a scenario, then we're supposed to ask questions that require yes and no answers and the ending of the story really has no link to that story. Really must use your imagination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the poker game was something like 'stress', something like an icebreaker game. A group of people sit in a circle and since we know each other, we will come up with stupid names for ourselves with 2 syllabus and then when we flip open cards over and over again and see two identical cards, the two of them must compete to see who knows whose name faster, and it was like super confusing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we had to go home and then christmas mood was already spoilt... A day at macritchie... no christmas mood at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at home, I attempted to first save christmas for myself then my family, so I watched 'home alone 3' DVD. Really thought christmas had hope to be saved after watching that show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after that, I tried to save christmas for my family, cos they oso did not feel the christmas mood. I took out my guitar and then wanted to sing some christmas carols with my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then at first my mum was hesistant and when she was done, my brother was like unwilling to sing, and the reason he gave was that he dun like the videocam looking at him...&lt;br /&gt;But in actual fact, his CCA mates are like super bugging him cos he has CCA 2moro (last minute call), then he has to do alot of things...&lt;br /&gt;Then he was damn sian...&lt;br /&gt;Spoilt the mood for the whole family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad then made it worse by commenting on my lousy planning, that everyone is tired liao. I just dun wanna say anything... i just want to save christmas, what the hell is wrong with that????!!!!!! ARRRHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark my words... Next year's christmas won't fail...!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-8822889652339556859?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/8822889652339556859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=8822889652339556859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8822889652339556859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8822889652339556859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow-long-time-no-blogged-liao-its.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-1840485714976397692</id><published>2008-12-07T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:22:25.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today we sent April off to Korea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We = Me, Ming Wei, Louis and Louis's friend/April's old tuition friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I've spent lots of $$ on SMSing, but I think still within my budget. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the story goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, we made our way to the airport and I received an SMS from April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heyhey! I'm checking in in half an hour's time. =) So you just stay home and rest okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the point was that we have already reached the airport. (At this time April still thought I was coming alone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we thought of going in ourselves to surprise her, but then she was not where she is supposed to be... (We even mistook someone as April, looked so much like her, hahaz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I told her that I've reached, and the message goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hahaz! I reach already then tell me! There are you now arh?" (It was meant to be 'Where' instaed of 'there')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then April was like quite shocked and asked me where I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, she walked past us, just a few steps away, not noticing our council slingbag and louis's short hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sent her a message to tell her that we can see her and we moved into hiding behind a giant flower pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she was like looking around and around for us, but just couldn't see us, no matter how obvious we were. (Maybe too excited for her trip! =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she was like asking us where I was and we replied that I was actually at home, just kidding her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she was like asking me about whether I have any problems managing Welco stuff or not... and then that was when we appeared, walking past her and tapping on her shoulders, and we told her, "Everything is under control! Hahaz!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that instant, her face had the very shocked look. Not very sure how it looked now, but just simply priceless. hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that we talked and we talked and she went back to her family and we disappeared behind a giant flower pot, and when she turned back, we were gone again, but the look on her confused face was priceless once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then after she went to check in we went to talk and talk and talk, until she went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly a very fun night today and I'm sure my dear chair will be sooooo touched by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277083527844816194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/STv3gmdBZUI/AAAAAAAAABs/AAV2lhoL0Dw/s320/P1000815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the picture we took together! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-1840485714976397692?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/1840485714976397692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=1840485714976397692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1840485714976397692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1840485714976397692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-we-sent-april-off-to-korea.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/STv3gmdBZUI/AAAAAAAAABs/AAV2lhoL0Dw/s72-c/P1000815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-3562888658852784111</id><published>2008-12-03T08:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:17:56.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A smile, ever so pure...&lt;br /&gt;something that no practice can ever bring it out...&lt;br /&gt;it reflects the feeling from your heart...&lt;br /&gt;it's pure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my life, my path, my way...&lt;br /&gt;this smile has been a gift from my family, 31st and the many people around me...&lt;br /&gt;this is a gift, not something that I've honed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reassure you guys that my smile will continue to be there...&lt;br /&gt;that it will never fade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;I am so gonna show you guys what I'm really made of...&lt;br /&gt;not only by my smiles...&lt;br /&gt;my optimism...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna prove myself !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Special thanks to Elysia for the long long long long SMS she sent me, so touched, brought back the smile for me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3562888658852784111?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3562888658852784111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3562888658852784111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3562888658852784111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3562888658852784111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/12/smile-ever-so-pure.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-2269033773010110634</id><published>2008-11-23T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:46:59.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okies, now for a very recent flashback, OBS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back on the day when I was chosen to be the seeker for lovegood, I was already destined to go for OBS (sounds so grand right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had very high expectations of it, especially cos I was not allowed to go for it during my sceondary school years. Instead, it turned out to be a little boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really made me realise that council camp and LTC was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council camp had the sense of urgency and everything was done nicely and smoothly, whereas for OBS, everyone dilly-dallied, especially for the bathing time. Zhi Yuan and I were like getting a bit pissed off, abit only (sorry Louis, have to your your tagline)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LTC had many more activities, unlike OBS, which only had very little activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse thing was that I did not feel as if I've got the mood or drive to want to improve as a person in OBS. Perhaps I was having too much judgement on the camp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a super good instructor and a super good group (well, not really everyone started talking to me, or I've started talking to them) and our group really has good leaders. As for my instuctor, Birin (not his full name), he is a very good example himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiles and stays calm almost all the time. He has the very serious look only when there is danger. He really treats the camp the right way by not appointing I/Cs, since all of us are leaders ourselves. He really gives people ownership of what they do, and help them by letting them push till the end and then when nothing goes well, he drops hints. I really admire him as an instuctor, one of the best if I could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, I really did more thinking and I'm really dying to speak with a few people about some important stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all these stuff, I really enjoyed everything! OBS rocks, Raffles rocks! Birin rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, during OBS, there were many times I felt like giving up, but I remembered what I told RJ to do. "When you feel like giving up, find your strength in 31st." I did that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-2269033773010110634?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/2269033773010110634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=2269033773010110634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2269033773010110634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2269033773010110634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/11/okies-now-for-very-recent-flashback-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-5293707242515106262</id><published>2008-11-23T22:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:35:26.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is a flashback to the day of sending Amanda's flight, but this time later in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A group of us went to destroy Toys 'R' us. (The truth is that we really created lots of problems inside)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went there to buy the waterguns for the games and it took really really long to choose, cos many of the designs were gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After which, we went to pay and got scammed. The price tag and label was different. Luckily we got to change it back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On that day, I made another friend. Woohoo! I've more friends now! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSloEEXa8cI/AAAAAAAAABc/PaGFFEETvoo/s1600-h/P1000605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271859257914618306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSloEEXa8cI/AAAAAAAAABc/PaGFFEETvoo/s320/P1000605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Presenting to you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The babies hunting for the water guns!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSloD-7sN0I/AAAAAAAAABM/wEjC1whgoKc/s1600-h/P1000607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271859256456132418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSloD-7sN0I/AAAAAAAAABM/wEjC1whgoKc/s320/P1000607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Louis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSloDV3Mq_I/AAAAAAAAABE/58AKIu8_kno/s1600-h/P1000596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271859245431434226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSloDV3Mq_I/AAAAAAAAABE/58AKIu8_kno/s320/P1000596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah Fui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSlmwfidm4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/PA3MFdbXbz8/s1600-h/P1000589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271857822099676034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSlmwfidm4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/PA3MFdbXbz8/s320/P1000589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tammy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271859259130926594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSloEI5aVgI/AAAAAAAAABU/XEZT3oOVNiE/s320/P1000624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lynette (did I spell her name correctly?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSlmwfMn_tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/d49rONs1H7g/s1600-h/P1000588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271857822008082130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSlmwfMn_tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/d49rONs1H7g/s320/P1000588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ming Wei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSlmvl76reI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qa7U_BYMupQ/s1600-h/P1000587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271857806637182434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSlmvl76reI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qa7U_BYMupQ/s320/P1000587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pynx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSlmvUMlLpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vMdS9XkVQ94/s1600-h/P1000586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271857801875238546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSlmvUMlLpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vMdS9XkVQ94/s320/P1000586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Candhira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271857833585515298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSlmxKU5myI/AAAAAAAAAA0/OpTNczwRRSI/s320/P1000590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying Chen Pynx! (Actually should be Ying Chen's individual photo. Ah well~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271859241360256434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSloDGsjbbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jIiuTMUyvCk/s320/P1000595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And finally, your's truly. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-5293707242515106262?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/5293707242515106262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=5293707242515106262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5293707242515106262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5293707242515106262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-flashback-to-day-of-sending.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSloEEXa8cI/AAAAAAAAABc/PaGFFEETvoo/s72-c/P1000605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-1684427843761948248</id><published>2008-11-23T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:01:07.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a flash-back to the day when louis, RJ, Zhi Yuan, Ming Wei, ELYSIA and I sent Amanda off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really went too late on that day, the surprise did not go too well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we only got to see Amanda through the glass panel. (THE PICTURE IS WITH ELYSIA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was like so happy and so shocked, I really felt happy, cos it is like the first time I'm sending friends away for a flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we had one whole night of no sleeping. (except for ming wei, who slept throughout everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to peopye's (i dunno the spelling) and ate, and saw ming wei sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to ya kun kaya and saw ming wei sleep again, but this time with some heart to heart talk (they actually got to know about some of my secrets).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Elysia and I went to walk walk around the whole airport, then we went to walk up the down flowing travellator. It was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a lot of heart to heart talks, probably part two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to school, and I managed to survive through all three long and draggy and long and draggy and long and draggy lectures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night was fun, was nice. It was a day that I cannot forget! And It has also made me realise something that I've missed out. And I'm so gonna bridge that gap... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-1684427843761948248?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/1684427843761948248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=1684427843761948248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1684427843761948248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1684427843761948248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-flash-back-to-day-when-louis-rj.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-2962870963134203413</id><published>2008-11-23T21:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:32:46.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a flashback to the day when Randy, April, Julia, Qing Wei and I went to search for the Butterfactory for the J2s' post-prom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The search took super long, especially when we cannot find the road for a super long amount of time. But we still did it in the end, with the help of qing wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was super nice. It had a big mouth outside, just like my mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, then inside was super kiddish, now I'm so gonna go to that club next time... (one more year to 18)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSlhCw3S5zI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DV7IGvTjnvI/s1600-h/P1000687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271851538918336306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSlhCw3S5zI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DV7IGvTjnvI/s320/P1000687.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;This is a photo of us leaving the butter factory. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at night we went to Randy's house and had lots of ben and Jerry ice-cream, which made me like have sore throat on the first day of OBS, but it was all worth it, for all that Ben and Jerry ice-cream. Hahaz. Thanks Randy! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-2962870963134203413?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/2962870963134203413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=2962870963134203413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2962870963134203413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2962870963134203413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-flashback-to-day-when-randy.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L016H9YZpyw/SSlhCw3S5zI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DV7IGvTjnvI/s72-c/P1000687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-3715069894053140878</id><published>2008-11-23T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:48:43.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a flashback to Council retreat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council retreat was a very useful time spent, I must say, but I still have some unfinished business to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of reflection, lots of planning, but to me, it still felt as if it wasn't enough, we did not prepare enough to go there. In the end, only some people really benefitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that gave me an urge to do something, an inspiration, but I shall only tell that to three people as for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shall touch on the details itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the individual comm meetings, for welco bah, I felt that we did not really accomplish much, and there isn't much time to complete everything. (I really have to work with April and Pynx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the ad hoc meetings, I felt that though we really set deadlines, many other important things have not been done yet. (Chun fui should know what I am talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of the activities like the games, it did not really feel like anything much to be learnt from them, frankly, cos all these activities have been done when you are soooooo awake and in the enjoying mood... always set the mood right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the last thing about the pass the paper game, I really learnt that a smile itself is not enough itself to solve all problems, to make people happy. I really have to watch my words too. Some people feel that I am a little strightfoward. I shall work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I really have some important things to do... after council retreat has set me going...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3715069894053140878?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3715069894053140878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3715069894053140878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3715069894053140878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3715069894053140878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-flashback-to-council-retreat.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-3227087693965804500</id><published>2008-11-23T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:33:44.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visit to Mr Tan&apos;s house'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a flashback to the eighth of november...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, welco and Ex-co went to visit Mr Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much there, cos the house is super empty (except for one room filled with their stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan and Mrs Tan looks like a super sweet couple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy's cooking was nice, and all of us helped him too! Hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Jamie really has no childhood! (Remember the exercising games?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz! That should be all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3227087693965804500?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3227087693965804500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3227087693965804500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3227087693965804500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3227087693965804500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-flashback-to-eighth-of-november.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-7870135592696399166</id><published>2008-11-23T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:34:21.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hihi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally back again after many many events and I've finally got the energy to start blogging once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stay tuned for my posts about the things that I've done in these two weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. It'll only be in point form cos I only vaguely remember them. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-7870135592696399166?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/7870135592696399166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=7870135592696399166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/7870135592696399166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/7870135592696399166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/11/hihi-everyone-im-finally-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-3290160782940296950</id><published>2008-11-12T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:23:13.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is always quite ironic when we are asked to be creative but there is never room given for creativity. Let me show you examples why, so as to substantiate my views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this modern society…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.      Doodling (or some call it art) is called vandalism. Unless it is done on paper, and the controversy is that we are asked to save the trees.&lt;br /&gt;2.      Drawing pictures in class during lessons will result in scolding from teachers.&lt;br /&gt;3.      Reading textbooks that practically give you everything.&lt;br /&gt;4.      Newer ideas are called ‘lame’ ideas.&lt;br /&gt;5.      You don’t even have time to daydream (in school will kana scolding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the few reasons that I can curently think of. If you have anymore ideas why, please feel free to key into my tagbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3290160782940296950?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3290160782940296950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3290160782940296950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3290160782940296950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3290160782940296950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-always-quite-ironic-when-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-1442985262979123932</id><published>2008-11-09T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:31:10.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! My new blogskin is finally out! I'm so gonna start blogging from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who'd missed me, I shall update you guys on what has happened to me all these time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I'd been extremely busy about studies, and after that, A level chinese and Project Work came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that everything has ended, I'm back and ready for action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, look forward to my new section of my blog, the "I'm a student councillor part!", where I shall talk about some of the things I face as a student councillor. Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;(Sadly, it is under construction now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun reading ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-1442985262979123932?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/1442985262979123932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=1442985262979123932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1442985262979123932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/1442985262979123932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/11/woohoo-my-new-blogskin-is-finally-out.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-7163908730230748385</id><published>2008-08-29T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T14:41:05.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess it is just work versus passion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to re-visit my teachers and wish them a happy teacher's day on teacher's day, but somehow I've always missed the auspiscious timing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;It did not pour, only drizzled...&lt;br /&gt;everyone was happy, so was I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But though there was no ACES day, I did not make it in time...&lt;br /&gt;My teachers all went for bowling and I did not have a chance to meet them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work should have been happy...&lt;br /&gt;as I've believed that it wouldn't rain today...&lt;br /&gt;but I had to make a choice...&lt;br /&gt;between raining or visiting my teachers...&lt;br /&gt;In the end, work mattered more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone prayed hard, worked hard for this teacher's day celebration...&lt;br /&gt;our blood and sweat...&lt;br /&gt;would have all gone down the drain if it rained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've successfully completed our event...&lt;br /&gt;and I felt satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;but I miss my teachers... I really miss my teachers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For once, food did not make me happy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-7163908730230748385?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/7163908730230748385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=7163908730230748385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/7163908730230748385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/7163908730230748385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-guess-it-is-just-work-versus-passion.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-7112081745145840923</id><published>2008-08-09T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:20:08.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Are leaders merely those who know how to talk?&lt;br /&gt;'All talk, no action' as I would call it...&lt;br /&gt;All they can do is talk but nothing actually gets done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to wonder if I have the right to complain about my PW group, since the student councillors in my school are supposed to be leaders of leaders and they are worse than my PW group members...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is mostly this situation...&lt;br /&gt;that one works hard and proves his/her leadership until he gets the post, then slacks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these the future leaders' of our world?&lt;br /&gt;Even a basic thing as replying a message that people put in their heart and soul into cannot be done, yet they want people to help them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore....&lt;br /&gt;my conclusion is...&lt;br /&gt;"leaders who prove themselves worthy as leaders through actions are rare cases... while leaders who speak well are those that we see on the streets and everywhere else..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-7112081745145840923?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/7112081745145840923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=7112081745145840923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/7112081745145840923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/7112081745145840923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/08/are-leaders-merely-those-who-know-how.html' title=''/><author><name>R^3 CMI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01127239002361532733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-3959731352712187697</id><published>2008-04-18T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T20:09:25.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is quite saddening that when I return for one blog entry, it has to be a sad one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Mayflower's speech day...&lt;br /&gt;I was quite excited to go there to receive my prize...&lt;br /&gt;and I was certain that today would be a good day...&lt;br /&gt;because the morning whether was beautiful and it is the first time i saw a rainbow extend vertically into the sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speech day was okay...&lt;br /&gt;but I did not get to catch up with all my juniors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to take my CCA grades paper and 'O' level certificate...&lt;br /&gt;and I got my NYAA Bronze as extras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all going so well...&lt;br /&gt;until I went back to NYJC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I forgot to bring chinese textbook... Ms Ng was so kind to not scold me for that.&lt;br /&gt;2) I forgot to bring my friends' maths tutorials to be handed in, and that many of my classmates still did not want to hand in their work... but at least Mr Pereira was kind enough to extend it to Monday...&lt;br /&gt;3) I got a PW grouping... no comments... but somehow I just don't feel like being the leader...&lt;br /&gt;4) I handed up my OSLE (thailand) form after lots of trouble searching for what I did in sec sch and also trying lots of ways to get the letter to the teacher... but I was told that councillors are not supposed to go for OSLE...&lt;br /&gt;5) Poh Yih did not get into council...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like so crap...&lt;br /&gt;why is today such an ironic day...&lt;br /&gt;A good start, a lousy ending...&lt;br /&gt;Are our lives really worlds apart from fairytales?&lt;br /&gt;My life is a disaster...&lt;br /&gt;And the only thing I can do now is try to help others not make their life become a disaster...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3959731352712187697?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3959731352712187697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3959731352712187697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3959731352712187697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3959731352712187697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-is-quite-saddening-that-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6096225762500677351</id><published>2008-02-27T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:02:18.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me first ask you a few questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel lucky that you were not there at the scene when the tsunami struck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel lucky that you were not in the world trade centre during the 9/11 incident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That determines if you are selfish or not...&lt;br /&gt;I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why feel lucky when so many people died in it?&lt;br /&gt;It is just our own natural way to show that we are selfish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that feel pitiful for the people and go and give it their all to help, they are those that we consider selfless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting others before self...&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you've heard that before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you actually practice that?&lt;br /&gt;Or rather...&lt;br /&gt;have you done it before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite funny how people can be selfish without themselves knowing it...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6096225762500677351?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6096225762500677351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6096225762500677351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6096225762500677351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6096225762500677351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/02/let-me-first-ask-you-few-questions.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-323462529406217047</id><published>2008-02-24T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:46:21.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does it ever come to you why some people do stupid things?&lt;br /&gt;Like maknig fun of themselves just to make others laugh...&lt;br /&gt;or like some cases...&lt;br /&gt;committing crimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at it this way...&lt;br /&gt;all along, there are cases where elder siblings beat up younger siblings to get their parents' attention...&lt;br /&gt;because they feel that their parents are not paying attention to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the question is...&lt;br /&gt;"Is it worth it to do stupid things just to get attention?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there could be another question to be asked...&lt;br /&gt;"Why in the firt place do those people need attention?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every effect has its cause...&lt;br /&gt;similarly as every cause will have an effect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly...&lt;br /&gt;people that do stupid things are often ignored by people...&lt;br /&gt;and therefore...&lt;br /&gt;the only way for people to start noticing them is to do stupid things...&lt;br /&gt;because someway or another...&lt;br /&gt;they just kind of not know what other ways they can do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why?&lt;br /&gt;Why do they want the attention?&lt;br /&gt;Are they being negleted? Do they feel unwanted?&lt;br /&gt;Do they feel left out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the most common stuff that you can find...&lt;br /&gt;however...&lt;br /&gt;there are some cases where people just want to have a listening ear and everyone just kind of ignores him/her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;in my opinion...&lt;br /&gt;I think that people should not make others feel left out...&lt;br /&gt;not even say despising someone...&lt;br /&gt;or worse...&lt;br /&gt;asking others not to make friends with the person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand their differences...&lt;br /&gt;unless they are the sort who truly deserves to be ignored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-323462529406217047?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/323462529406217047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=323462529406217047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/323462529406217047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/323462529406217047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/02/does-it-ever-come-to-you-why-some.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6407961837986840225</id><published>2008-02-22T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:15:43.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who would have known that time passes so quickly...&lt;br /&gt;and it is already the eighth year of the twenty-first century...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we start to count our roots...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long we need to count the number of generations we have?&lt;br /&gt;maybe we can...&lt;br /&gt;using a quantum computer...&lt;br /&gt;hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have you seen the changes that seem insignificant to you...&lt;br /&gt;that the world transformed from a stone age to a modern age...&lt;br /&gt;which is like a huge difference...&lt;br /&gt;something that the people in the stone age would never have thought about achieving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why?&lt;br /&gt;Some people say it is just that people accidentally got ideas and started revising them and improving them...&lt;br /&gt;while others say that it is the sheer determination of people and their observance that made us go so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually...&lt;br /&gt;if you can see it another way...&lt;br /&gt;it might be that generations become better than the previous ones because they learn from their older generations' mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples are that people now choose diplomacy to prevent wars and that people are no longer very much controlled by their religions and other things, unlike generations ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why generations beome better...&lt;br /&gt;they learn to adapt...&lt;br /&gt;they learn to accept changes...&lt;br /&gt;they learn to not commit the same mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a little kid growing up into a young adult...&lt;br /&gt;he or she matures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like as time go by...&lt;br /&gt;people mature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the cycle of life...&lt;br /&gt;I guess...&lt;br /&gt;Micro or Macro...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6407961837986840225?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6407961837986840225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6407961837986840225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6407961837986840225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6407961837986840225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/02/who-would-have-known-that-time-passes.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-5635316452187124429</id><published>2008-02-22T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:06:07.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is no black and white...&lt;br /&gt;only patches of grey around...&lt;br /&gt;that is what you always hear here and there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another example for it though...&lt;br /&gt;About misinterpretation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always see people arguing with one another...&lt;br /&gt;friends breaking up...&lt;br /&gt;because of misunderstandings...&lt;br /&gt;or rather...&lt;br /&gt;misinterpretations of some stuff...&lt;br /&gt;that they either see, hear or feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have you wondered that some people may be glorified due to misinterpretation of others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just like you just do something good because you felt that it was necessary...&lt;br /&gt;or rather...&lt;br /&gt;for no particular reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But another person who sees it thinks that you did it just because you are a kind person, or whatsoever...&lt;br /&gt;Then goes round telling people you are kind...&lt;br /&gt;and you will be portrayed as a kind person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example is that some people may be selfish...&lt;br /&gt;like in one case...&lt;br /&gt;they cannot take it when people smoke...&lt;br /&gt;so they just snatch the cigarette away and extinguish it...&lt;br /&gt;because they don't like the smell it produces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...&lt;br /&gt;to others, it may seem that the person is actually very selfless...&lt;br /&gt;very health-concious...&lt;br /&gt;helping stop the person from smoking...&lt;br /&gt;Then this would make a selfish person selfless...&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does it change your impression that misinterpretations are not bad thnigs after all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-5635316452187124429?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/5635316452187124429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=5635316452187124429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5635316452187124429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5635316452187124429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/02/there-is-no-black-and-white.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6722258974393185846</id><published>2008-02-22T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T15:58:12.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard of people saying...&lt;br /&gt;"Do not show a magic trick more than once to the same audiences"...&lt;br /&gt;it also applies with jokes...&lt;br /&gt;you just tell someone a joke...&lt;br /&gt;the next time the person hears it...&lt;br /&gt;it would be very familiar and it loses its value of laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a simple illustration of why new ideas constantly come out...&lt;br /&gt;or rather...&lt;br /&gt;why people would think out of new ideas to replace the old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice that if you want to be the best magician...&lt;br /&gt;you will need to be able to show newer and better magic tricks...&lt;br /&gt;and that automatically rises to competition...&lt;br /&gt;just to keep a little title...&lt;br /&gt;now you are forced into thinking up new ideas that people do not normally learn in a book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, there should be no reason for you to say that you don't have any ideas...&lt;br /&gt;you can only say...&lt;br /&gt;"I am thinking of it now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, you will eventually lose out...&lt;br /&gt;And that is the way it is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6722258974393185846?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6722258974393185846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6722258974393185846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6722258974393185846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6722258974393185846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-you-ever-heard-of-people-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-462772866467480939</id><published>2008-02-09T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:40:06.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Practical, but not effective...&lt;br /&gt;Effective, but not practical...&lt;br /&gt;That is what often happens when we do things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;We do things through a long and painful way...&lt;br /&gt;when there is actually a shortcut to it...&lt;br /&gt;like for an example...&lt;br /&gt;the difference between study hard and study smart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying hard takes a long and painful process...&lt;br /&gt;while studying smart takes a shorter time...&lt;br /&gt;both with the same results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, imagine what you can do with the amount of time given for studying hard while studying smart...&lt;br /&gt;That is an example of being practical and effective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;there is also the effective, but not practical part...&lt;br /&gt;It is either somebody does not want you to accomplish a certain task...&lt;br /&gt;or you just do not have the necessary things to do it...&lt;br /&gt;Just like making a bully learn his mistake is to let him have a taste of his own medicine...&lt;br /&gt;but the problem is how to?&lt;br /&gt;There is actually no way it can really be done unless you really look for other alternatives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people just do not understand these stuff...&lt;br /&gt;in two ways...&lt;br /&gt;One, doing things the long way round...&lt;br /&gt;and two, laughing at ideas in which they think is funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it...&lt;br /&gt;will it help you to work better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-462772866467480939?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/462772866467480939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=462772866467480939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/462772866467480939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/462772866467480939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/02/practical-but-not-effective.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6399812267422956707</id><published>2008-02-06T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T12:07:00.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I feel that we are just looking at only one side of the picture...&lt;br /&gt;no matter what the situation is...&lt;br /&gt;Many of us just go to the first thing we see and we believe that that is the truth...&lt;br /&gt;that we can always trust our senses...&lt;br /&gt;without going in to investigate...&lt;br /&gt;Some just kind of find it a hassle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like something recent that happened...&lt;br /&gt;I joined student council as a welfare intern...&lt;br /&gt;and one day, my brother asked me the meaning of the word 'intern'...&lt;br /&gt;I checked the dictionary, specifically thesaurus...&lt;br /&gt;Its meansing was: To confine as a prisoner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I felt something fishy about it...&lt;br /&gt;but did not care to check from other sources...&lt;br /&gt;and presumed we are prisoners...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon after...&lt;br /&gt;after being sooooo uneasy...&lt;br /&gt;I went to check again and this was what is found in Dictionary.com...&lt;br /&gt;Definition: An intern is a person who works as an apprentice or trainee in an occupation or profession to gain practical experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least this meaning is more relevent to what we know as intern...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I did not double check...&lt;br /&gt;what would happen?&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure about that either...&lt;br /&gt;hahaz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6399812267422956707?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6399812267422956707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6399812267422956707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6399812267422956707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6399812267422956707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/02/sometimes-i-feel-that-we-are-just.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-2291332037824416258</id><published>2008-02-06T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:49:04.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered why more cases of thefts are reported during chinese new year?&lt;br /&gt;We cannot actually put the blame on the thieves...&lt;br /&gt;we can only blame it on the people who created the temptation...&lt;br /&gt;These are the reasons why...&lt;br /&gt;1)At the door, the house owner usually puts "出入平安" with some other decorations. This makes the thieves feel that they are welcomed into the house, to go in and out peacefully...&lt;br /&gt;2)The cash in packed nicely into red packets and placed at one side, which is so convenient for the thief to take it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;blame no one on your misfortune but yourself...&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Please note that the things above are crap. If I've offended anyone, I hereby apologize first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-2291332037824416258?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/2291332037824416258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=2291332037824416258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2291332037824416258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2291332037824416258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-you-ever-wondered-why-more-cases.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6178460107994032007</id><published>2008-02-06T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:39:01.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, it is going to be chinese new year again tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait to gorge myself with all the new year goodies...&lt;br /&gt;especially the love-letters and ba-kua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, am I not surprised...&lt;br /&gt;It is once again a boring CNY celebration in school...&lt;br /&gt;but at least there are some new stuff...&lt;br /&gt;but the level of enthusiasm is still... bleah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I feel that my class in 2007 is slowly separating...&lt;br /&gt;our class spirit is no longer there...&lt;br /&gt;just like today...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go back school...&lt;br /&gt;to pay a visit to the teachers...&lt;br /&gt;but most of my classmates are not going...&lt;br /&gt;then I might as well not go back...&lt;br /&gt;But I do think I will return during teachers' day...&lt;br /&gt;which is like... so long later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy chinese new year everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6178460107994032007?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6178460107994032007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6178460107994032007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6178460107994032007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6178460107994032007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/02/wow-it-is-going-to-be-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-317046819405175035</id><published>2008-01-24T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:00:24.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was results day...&lt;br /&gt;the long awaited results day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seemed super anxious...&lt;br /&gt;and it got worse by the minute...&lt;br /&gt;especially when the principal is giving her address on the statistics on how well we did...&lt;br /&gt;where everyone is just clapping to get rid of the anxious thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was another time wasting "How to sign up for JAE' thing...&lt;br /&gt;in which nobody actually listened...&lt;br /&gt;cos they are so damn anxious in getting their results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to collect results...&lt;br /&gt;wow...&lt;br /&gt;was I surprised...&lt;br /&gt;I got six distinctions and one B3...&lt;br /&gt;of course... B3 is for chinese...&lt;br /&gt;I was so shocked...&lt;br /&gt;cos my aim was to get 14 to 16 pts...&lt;br /&gt;cos I thought I screwed up my O levels...&lt;br /&gt;But somehow...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;I got an 8!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall...&lt;br /&gt;I think this year will be a tough time for those below 10 pts...&lt;br /&gt;cos it is like...&lt;br /&gt;so many ppl getting like 10 and above...&lt;br /&gt;So damn competitive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my life is a disaster...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go...&lt;br /&gt;NYJC or other JCs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay in NYJC...&lt;br /&gt;but my mother says she wants me to go to better JCs if I get better marks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;Going into other JCs will solve many of my problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how much my mum hates me going to dragonboat...&lt;br /&gt;and some other problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But old problems go...&lt;br /&gt;new problems come...&lt;br /&gt;now I am at a lost...&lt;br /&gt;I just need someone to enlighten me...&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As she cried... I could only sit by one side... not knowing whether to go and comfort her or not..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-317046819405175035?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/317046819405175035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=317046819405175035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/317046819405175035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/317046819405175035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-results-day.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-2265641124396643375</id><published>2008-01-06T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T19:00:58.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow...&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since I last blogged...&lt;br /&gt;cos I've been soooooo busy lately...&lt;br /&gt;work...&lt;br /&gt;school...&lt;br /&gt;CCA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work finally ended...&lt;br /&gt;the pay sucks...&lt;br /&gt;the work was boring...&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;that is all I felt about the job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School...&lt;br /&gt;Nanyang JC...&lt;br /&gt;my new school...&lt;br /&gt;for the time being...&lt;br /&gt;until my O level results comes out...&lt;br /&gt;If my O level results allows me to...&lt;br /&gt;I will continue in NYJC...&lt;br /&gt;but if not...&lt;br /&gt;I will consider going to poly...&lt;br /&gt;Orientation was over...&lt;br /&gt;and it was very very fun...&lt;br /&gt;I can say that it is the best I've been to...&lt;br /&gt;now for lessons already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my CCA...&lt;br /&gt;I have already left for a long time already...&lt;br /&gt;okay, not quite a long time...&lt;br /&gt;but at least many things changed ever since I've gone...&lt;br /&gt;and I am quite pleases to HEAR that they had improved...&lt;br /&gt;and I am going to see it tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;So far, me and the alumni might be going to plan to change more of the company's structure...&lt;br /&gt;cos we felt that everything is going quite wrong...&lt;br /&gt;not the way it should be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these while...&lt;br /&gt;we uniform group people are told that we have leadership skills...&lt;br /&gt;but what I see is that we have misinterpreted the word leadership...&lt;br /&gt;leadership is NOT to be an amplifier...&lt;br /&gt;sort of leading people when officers give you tasks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is to take intiative to plan things...&lt;br /&gt;to organise things...&lt;br /&gt;where the officers just sit and relax and arrange to slot in the activities they want inside of the schedule...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leading is not only going out front to ask everyone to do things...&lt;br /&gt;to stand out in the crowd...&lt;br /&gt;using a sort of LOUD VOICE to get people's attention...&lt;br /&gt;making sure they do the things you ask them to do...&lt;br /&gt;with a thick thick skin...&lt;br /&gt;But also making sure things go well accordingly...&lt;br /&gt;taking charge of things...&lt;br /&gt;having initiative...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say...&lt;br /&gt;not many people can be real leaders...&lt;br /&gt;not many people can be groomed into leaders...&lt;br /&gt;although many go through the process of learning how to lead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not the theory...&lt;br /&gt;it is the practical work...&lt;br /&gt;putting out your real skils in the field...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I might be saying all these...&lt;br /&gt;I only know of the theory part...&lt;br /&gt;not the real practical part...&lt;br /&gt;as I myself know...&lt;br /&gt;I am never meant to lead...&lt;br /&gt;I am only meant to follow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-2265641124396643375?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/2265641124396643375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=2265641124396643375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2265641124396643375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/2265641124396643375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2008/01/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-8020372044020634832</id><published>2007-12-08T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:12:04.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bored bored bored!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am very bored!!!&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to do once O level is over...&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do besides doing boring work...&lt;br /&gt;for only $4 per hour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored bored bored...&lt;br /&gt;nobody to go out with...&lt;br /&gt;nobody to chat with...&lt;br /&gt;no games to play...&lt;br /&gt;arrrggghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;This boredom is killing me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;it feels better now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-8020372044020634832?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/8020372044020634832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=8020372044020634832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8020372044020634832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8020372044020634832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/12/bored-bored-bored-i-am-very-bored-there.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-5832178299663121285</id><published>2007-11-24T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T14:37:41.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Colour Our World...&lt;br /&gt;The theme of the SL trip to Malacca 2007...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not exactly sure how our world is being coloured...&lt;br /&gt;but at least I enjoyed...&lt;br /&gt;and I think the others also enjoyed very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting...&lt;br /&gt;this is my third SL Trip...&lt;br /&gt;and most likely my last...&lt;br /&gt;unless I can join in next time with PDP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first day, it was quite boring...&lt;br /&gt;with nothing much to do except for playing some games...&lt;br /&gt;going for the river cruise which proved this statement "never judge a book by its cover"...&lt;br /&gt;and finally...&lt;br /&gt;the shopping time, which was rather boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second day, things turned better...&lt;br /&gt;the people of the Home came...&lt;br /&gt;and then we had to accompany them for the whole day...&lt;br /&gt;in groups...&lt;br /&gt;playing telematch with them and having a barbeque dinner with them at night...&lt;br /&gt;It was quite fun...&lt;br /&gt;As for the painting part...&lt;br /&gt;I've got to say that the person in the first shift left me soooooooooo much to do...&lt;br /&gt;that I had to start early, slack less and end late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the third day...&lt;br /&gt;Barely nothing...&lt;br /&gt;Just shopping...&lt;br /&gt;and home sweet home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna know more...&lt;br /&gt;you can go look at the pictures in the link in the 'extras' corner...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-5832178299663121285?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/5832178299663121285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=5832178299663121285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5832178299663121285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5832178299663121285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/11/colour-our-world.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-5430889655968294759</id><published>2007-11-19T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:11:51.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't like studying...&lt;br /&gt;but I still got to study till I die...&lt;br /&gt;one word "disastrous"...&lt;br /&gt;This is what I feel about Lifelong learning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we need to participate in lifelong learning for our own sake of being able to find jobs easily...&lt;br /&gt;Cause it is still the same thing...&lt;br /&gt;The world is growing at a fast rate...&lt;br /&gt;the skills useful now may be obselete soon...&lt;br /&gt;So we will need to constantly upgrade our skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But has it ever came to you that some of the adults now start studying real hard...&lt;br /&gt;harder than anyone of us would have done...&lt;br /&gt;because they feel guilty about not studying hard enough in the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I thought they were really setting good examples for us kids...&lt;br /&gt;but later on...&lt;br /&gt;I found out that they are actually studying some things just for the sake of studying...&lt;br /&gt;which kind of shows that they are trying to use that as a form of &lt;em&gt;compensation&lt;/em&gt; for not studying well whrn they are young...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure whether or not I am right about this...&lt;br /&gt;but I do think that constant learning will prevent us from turning senile so quickly...&lt;br /&gt;so we should really study...&lt;br /&gt;but not to cover up for the guilt that we did not study well...&lt;br /&gt;be it now or before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy studying =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-5430889655968294759?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/5430889655968294759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=5430889655968294759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5430889655968294759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5430889655968294759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-dont-like-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-7675335740048384375</id><published>2007-11-13T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T22:07:19.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bwahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;The exams are finally over... (although there is no feeling of it ending... or starting...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is soon goodbye to my secondary school life...&lt;br /&gt;and welcoming a new life, either JC or Poly...&lt;br /&gt;But till now, I still haven't come out with a decision...&lt;br /&gt;Even after lots of thinking...&lt;br /&gt;below is the comparison...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC - cheaper than Poly (still paying student bus and MRT fare + cheaper school fees)&lt;br /&gt;Poly - Don't really need my lousy language skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason why I am soooooo not having any slightest clue on where to go...&lt;br /&gt;Even if I choose poly...&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what I will want to study...&lt;br /&gt;what I like to study...&lt;br /&gt;Frankly...&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to study at all... (I am sure many of you share the same thoughts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;I am not so sure...&lt;br /&gt;I think I will try to get more advices from other people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also...&lt;br /&gt;for the minute amount of people visiting my blog...&lt;br /&gt;I will be blogging again!!!&lt;br /&gt;I do hope I won't be too busy painting up my whole house... (kinda forced to...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in respect of me finally going to end my secondary school life, I have decided on this theme...&lt;br /&gt;"Old things don't go, new things don't come"...&lt;br /&gt;but I'd rather say it this way:"New things don't come, old things cannot go..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in respect to this theme...&lt;br /&gt;I kind of edited my last blogskin...&lt;br /&gt;without knowing the basics...&lt;br /&gt;I just kinda used logic to do up everything...&lt;br /&gt;with the help of my siblings and maybe my parents...&lt;br /&gt;who gave me comments on the picture I drew in the centre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope my life would be better from now on...&lt;br /&gt;I think I got to go now...&lt;br /&gt;See ya all next time...&lt;br /&gt;Ta-ta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-7675335740048384375?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/7675335740048384375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=7675335740048384375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/7675335740048384375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/7675335740048384375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/11/bwahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-8891531167408971157</id><published>2007-09-07T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:17:44.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking at the calender...&lt;br /&gt;It is less than two months before my O level...&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like &lt;em&gt;wasting&lt;/em&gt; my time blogging...&lt;br /&gt;cause I just feel that it is high time I should turn into a full fledged 'mugger'...&lt;br /&gt;So for the time being...&lt;br /&gt;I will just like make my blog stagnant...&lt;br /&gt;and hope that dengue mosquitoes don't breed in my blog...&lt;br /&gt;For those who are consistently reading my posts...&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for the inconvenience (although I personally feel that there will not be any inconvenience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long! Ta-ta... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-8891531167408971157?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/8891531167408971157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=8891531167408971157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8891531167408971157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8891531167408971157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/09/looking-at-calender.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-9148627094280524126</id><published>2007-09-03T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T12:34:53.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just feel that many people don't cherish what they have, that they always want more...&lt;br /&gt;They always think that they are too lousy...&lt;br /&gt;or that they have too little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who think that they are too lousy, they always want to get better...&lt;br /&gt;so that they can catch up to people who are better than them...&lt;br /&gt;they get jealous of people...&lt;br /&gt;and no matter how hard they try...&lt;br /&gt;they just cannot get what they want...&lt;br /&gt;because they just have too much to concentrate on...&lt;br /&gt;that they do not have time to concentrate on something by itself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for those who have too little...&lt;br /&gt;they will desperately find ways to get what they want...&lt;br /&gt;even by under-handed means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I think is that we should really learn to cherish the things around us...&lt;br /&gt;to be contented with what we have...&lt;br /&gt;so that we will be able to improve...&lt;br /&gt;quickly...&lt;br /&gt;although we are doing it slowly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing things slowly...&lt;br /&gt;is all that counts...&lt;br /&gt;not depending on speed alone...&lt;br /&gt;I have finally learnt that...&lt;br /&gt;we need accuracy...&lt;br /&gt;then it goes on to speed...&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is all I have to say...&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-9148627094280524126?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/9148627094280524126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=9148627094280524126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/9148627094280524126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/9148627094280524126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/09/sometimes-i-just-feel-that-many-people.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-4487983064221180705</id><published>2007-09-03T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T12:05:47.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Age does not matter"...&lt;br /&gt;that I agree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older people are encouraged to do things that young people do...&lt;br /&gt;following those 'in' things that they do...&lt;br /&gt;like learnnig how to surf the net etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do think there is another meaning to this statement...&lt;br /&gt;that some people who are of the age that they should behave maturedly...&lt;br /&gt;they behave as though they are small kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always have that mindset that if I am older than you...&lt;br /&gt;I am better than you...&lt;br /&gt;That is a rather childish mindset...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out there...&lt;br /&gt;you can see younger people who are better than you...&lt;br /&gt;having better skills than you...&lt;br /&gt;just because of your arrogance of being older...&lt;br /&gt;that being older will give you the advantage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that being older means that you will be more knowledgable...&lt;br /&gt;judging from the factor of having more life experience...&lt;br /&gt;but somehow some people just lose to younger kids who have less experience than them...&lt;br /&gt;but with more knowledge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just love to use their age to overpower younger ones...&lt;br /&gt;but they are forgetting one thing...&lt;br /&gt;a very important thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That if they don't adapt faster than the younger ones..&lt;br /&gt;the ones who will die out will naturally be them...&lt;br /&gt;one day...&lt;br /&gt;when those who are younger gets sick of your attitude...&lt;br /&gt;there are two words I can say to all of you...&lt;br /&gt;"GOOD LUCK"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-4487983064221180705?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/4487983064221180705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=4487983064221180705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4487983064221180705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/4487983064221180705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/09/age-does-not-matter.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6123508854038017388</id><published>2007-08-28T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T14:24:15.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A day seems so long...&lt;br /&gt;A while seems so short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies...&lt;br /&gt;that is what people say...&lt;br /&gt;but there is something that I do not understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do time &lt;em&gt;crawl&lt;/em&gt; so slowly everyday...&lt;br /&gt;but after a while it seemed like yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;whenever you think of things that happened a while ago...&lt;br /&gt;even years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time...&lt;br /&gt;nine months ago...&lt;br /&gt;when I was still slacking on my sofa...&lt;br /&gt;thinking that my 'O' level examintaion is still a long way to go...&lt;br /&gt;but I am wrong...&lt;br /&gt;time flies...&lt;br /&gt;and before I knew it...&lt;br /&gt;it is already the prelims...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is still flying...&lt;br /&gt;even when I am typing this post...&lt;br /&gt;I think that we should really treasure our time...&lt;br /&gt;although everday seems so long...&lt;br /&gt;So I do hope that I can grasp this time and use it wisely...&lt;br /&gt;before I regret it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 'O' level examination is near...&lt;br /&gt;I must really study...&lt;br /&gt;real hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...&lt;br /&gt;I think I've got to go and study now...&lt;br /&gt;Ta-ta... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6123508854038017388?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6123508854038017388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6123508854038017388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6123508854038017388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6123508854038017388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-seems-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-8980175435818856751</id><published>2007-08-26T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T21:32:30.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arrrggghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just doing some simple practices and I get all the careless mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try...&lt;br /&gt;there is no point...&lt;br /&gt;either I read the question wrongly or I made some stupid mistakes in my working...&lt;br /&gt;I just hope during my prelims and 'O' levels I don't make these kind of stupid mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I kind of figured out that mistakes are inevitable...&lt;br /&gt;and thus...&lt;br /&gt;the only way to do this is to reduce the number of mistakes we made...&lt;br /&gt;and that is why I think machines and computers are invented to do repetitive tasks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But making mistakes is easy...&lt;br /&gt;but undoing the mistake made is near impossible...&lt;br /&gt;It isn't as easy as pressing 'ctrl+ z' on your keyboard...&lt;br /&gt;or using any form of eraser or correction tape/fluid to erase anything on a piece of paper...&lt;br /&gt;if you made any error on it...&lt;br /&gt;even those leave some marks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the same as making wounds...&lt;br /&gt;as in the form of mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;people always say time heals all wounds...&lt;br /&gt;but I do prefer thinking that time only buries the wounds but in time to come...&lt;br /&gt;it will still re-surface...&lt;br /&gt;deepen it...&lt;br /&gt;and you will get it back again...&lt;br /&gt;or rather worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like whenever something bad happens to you...&lt;br /&gt;you will have a bad memory...&lt;br /&gt;in which is what we call a 'wound'...&lt;br /&gt;after which...&lt;br /&gt;it will slowly cover up by itself...&lt;br /&gt;with good memories...&lt;br /&gt;but once a flashback occurrs...&lt;br /&gt;the wound will resurface...&lt;br /&gt;just now re-cutting it on the same spot...&lt;br /&gt;not only making it resurface...&lt;br /&gt;but also make it deeper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the only way to completely bury this wound is to face it...&lt;br /&gt;once and for all...&lt;br /&gt;treat it as though it is an experience you know of...&lt;br /&gt;to prevent further wounds from being created...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess...&lt;br /&gt;the best way of all...&lt;br /&gt;is to be careful...&lt;br /&gt;and try not to make any mistakes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-8980175435818856751?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/8980175435818856751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=8980175435818856751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8980175435818856751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8980175435818856751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/08/arrrggghhh-just-doing-some-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-2880876616559153549</id><published>2007-08-26T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T20:24:27.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I am just curious about one thing...&lt;br /&gt;Frequently, we will hear many students calling each other names like 'stupid' or other funny names...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does stupidity really mean?&lt;br /&gt;Does it mean a low IQ or a low EQ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I think, having a low IQ is no logical sense, which people might call stupid...&lt;br /&gt;but having a low EQ can also mean stupidity...&lt;br /&gt;you do stupid things becuase you don't know how to relate to people...&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is what they meant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how do we actually differenciate what people are scolding us?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid as in low EQ or IQ...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just do stupid things and people say that we are stupid...&lt;br /&gt;that I do not understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides...&lt;br /&gt;I think calling others stupid is really a stupid thing to do...&lt;br /&gt;because it is stupid to call others stupid...&lt;br /&gt;but would be stupid enough to carry a stupid mirror around with them?&lt;br /&gt;Who could stand such stupidity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is just an example of how we use the word 'stupid' in our everyday lives...&lt;br /&gt;it seems as if it had become part of our culture or habit to call others stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore...&lt;br /&gt;whenever someone calls you stupid...&lt;br /&gt;I guess you need not need to feel bad about it...&lt;br /&gt;feelnig that you are really stupid and useless...&lt;br /&gt;they might just be too used on using the word 'stupid'...&lt;br /&gt;that they even use it everywhere and anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they are the stupid ones...&lt;br /&gt;calling others stupid...&lt;br /&gt;I am not an exception...&lt;br /&gt;in which I think you know what I mean...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-35944674.post-3406167138145270018</id><published>2007-08-25T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:47:54.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just as Mrs Selva was revising with my class about coflicts among countries...&lt;br /&gt;a thought just flashed into my mind...&lt;br /&gt;about discrimination and segregation...&lt;br /&gt;then it kind of branched off somewhere far away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the poor poeple in some parts of Africa...&lt;br /&gt;it may sound stupid...&lt;br /&gt;but I am trying to make a tiny inference...&lt;br /&gt;you may choose to support or not...&lt;br /&gt;I just feel I've got to say it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes our parents would use an example of "Don't waste your food... there are many people in Africa who don't have food to eat..." to make us finish up our food...&lt;br /&gt;but don't you think it is the same as discrimination?&lt;br /&gt;It make them seem as though they are of a lower class...&lt;br /&gt;they are also humans...&lt;br /&gt;with human rights...&lt;br /&gt;I know that meant well for us &lt;em&gt;children&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;but can't they just cook out something more creative other than discriminating others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think that no one likes to be discriminated...&lt;br /&gt;think about it...&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not...&lt;br /&gt;agree it or not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-3406167138145270018?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/3406167138145270018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=3406167138145270018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3406167138145270018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/3406167138145270018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-as-mrs-selva-was-revising-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-5642025022840727454</id><published>2007-08-25T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:37:51.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so confused...&lt;br /&gt;I have to make a decision between two choices...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I:&lt;br /&gt;1) Be glad that many of the sec 4s I know in my school are taking the 'O' level examintaion with me?&lt;br /&gt;2) help them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel that many of them think that exams are very far away...&lt;br /&gt;that there is still time for them to relax...&lt;br /&gt;some of them just simply refuse to do their homework...&lt;br /&gt;let alone studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even having tests and examinations...&lt;br /&gt;they only aim for passes...&lt;br /&gt;but I think it is too late for them...&lt;br /&gt;passing is the subject ages ago...&lt;br /&gt;now should be the time of aiming high...&lt;br /&gt;but many of them just don't know this fact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think they should try to work hard now...&lt;br /&gt;instead of disturbing those who are keen on studying...&lt;br /&gt;and maybe they can try to scrape out a 'B'?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-5642025022840727454?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/5642025022840727454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=5642025022840727454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5642025022840727454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/5642025022840727454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-so-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-854875567211571866</id><published>2007-08-25T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:19:24.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just hate people asking me for rewards when I ask them to do things that are for their own good...&lt;br /&gt;they just think as if everything they do is not for themselves, but for others...&lt;br /&gt;So it seems that many people have the wrong perception of working only for rewards rather than working for self...&lt;br /&gt;Just like my sister...&lt;br /&gt;whenever I tell her to finish her food soon, she always ask me the same thing...&lt;br /&gt;"Is it if I finsih my food now you will give me sweet?"&lt;br /&gt;But that is only part of it...&lt;br /&gt;although she is only six years old, she already has this kind of mindset...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to say the younger people...&lt;br /&gt;I have seen teenagers and adults doing the same thing...&lt;br /&gt;Just like some of my friends...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I remind them to complete their assignments, they will say that they will not do it as there are no rewards even if they complete it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for adults...&lt;br /&gt;I would rather keep it to myself rather than &lt;em&gt;spouting&lt;/em&gt; them out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like some of my classmates...&lt;br /&gt;when my maths teacher said that he will pay for the end of the year graduation night's $80 for the whole class only if...&lt;br /&gt;everyone passes their A maths during the Prelims...&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, some of my classmates started shouting for everyone to pass...&lt;br /&gt;or else the class will kill them...&lt;br /&gt;but some of those who shouted always fail their A math tests...&lt;br /&gt;So me and my friend, Yi Kai, were laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sure...&lt;br /&gt;99.9% sure that we will not be able to save $80 and Mr Ang will be able to save his $2640...&lt;br /&gt;the other 0.01% is for miracles...&lt;br /&gt;and I am very sure Mr Ang made that bet because he knew...&lt;br /&gt;for certain...&lt;br /&gt;many will fail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the first time I'd ever agreed with him... Bwahahahaz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-854875567211571866?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/854875567211571866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=854875567211571866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/854875567211571866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/854875567211571866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/08/sometimes-i-just-hate-people-asking-me.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-7845947042932489426</id><published>2007-08-08T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T22:10:13.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel funny...&lt;br /&gt;coming back to post about what happened to me in one day in chronological order...&lt;br /&gt;which I don't re-call doing it for about ten months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today's pre-national day celebration @ Mayflower is totally awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not actually have any red shirt and I kind of borrowed it from my brother...&lt;br /&gt;and I took his 'I love Singapore' shirt...&lt;br /&gt;that is from year 2003...&lt;br /&gt;the year I took my PSLE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school in the fear that nobody will wear 'I love Singapore' shirt...&lt;br /&gt;but when I reached school...&lt;br /&gt;I found out that I was not the only one wearing 'I love Singapore shirt'...&lt;br /&gt;that made me feel better...&lt;br /&gt;at least less paranoid...&lt;br /&gt;then my friend told me that he was actually scared that nobody will wear red to school today...&lt;br /&gt;I think the both of us are just too paranoid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the National Anthem...&lt;br /&gt;the uniform group people marched in and I saw Benedict...&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe he's doing it...&lt;br /&gt;makes me think of the time when I was Sec 2...&lt;br /&gt;marching up the stage with the other uniform groups' representatives with the state flag...&lt;br /&gt;that was my first time up on stage...&lt;br /&gt;that time there was no choice...&lt;br /&gt;as my seniors don't come for CCA...&lt;br /&gt;but i still wondered who forced Benedict to go...&lt;br /&gt;but at least he did not disgrace us by giving us lousy marching...&lt;br /&gt;his marching was superb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which...&lt;br /&gt;I can describe the whole time to be dragging slowly...&lt;br /&gt;and rather pointless...&lt;br /&gt;it is like sitting there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;enjoying &lt;/em&gt;the heat...&lt;br /&gt;getting barbequed...&lt;br /&gt;I prefer outdoors...&lt;br /&gt;even the field...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "Huh?" all the way throughout the drama performance...&lt;br /&gt;trying to catch the 'off' beats of the guitarist playing throughout the recollections...&lt;br /&gt;resting my face on my fists with my elbows on my lap throughout the other performances...&lt;br /&gt;listening to Mr Ang's pointless talk on us trying to cover up for Nicholas's 'crime' of sitting in other classes and trying to find the culprit who passed the massage of "Nicholas is on duty"...&lt;br /&gt;trying to refrain my eyes from closing throughout the 'best dressed competition'...&lt;br /&gt;and keeping my fingers crossed as the results of the 'classroom decoration' contest came out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to Suhaili for winning the $50 voucher and the 'Lee Kuan Yew' book for the best dressed competition...&lt;br /&gt;and luckily...&lt;br /&gt;we did not lose the 'classroom decoration competition'...&lt;br /&gt;if we lose...&lt;br /&gt;we will not be able to face Mr Lee anymore...&lt;br /&gt;we kind of &lt;em&gt;stole&lt;/em&gt; his physics remedial this Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow...&lt;br /&gt;the problem ended well enough when it came to the part where we &lt;em&gt;sing sung song&lt;/em&gt; (sing some song)...&lt;br /&gt;that was when almost the whole of 4J became damn enthusiastic...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what made them stand up and sing song all the way to the front of the hall then go to the left side of the stage...&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is because of 'backside cramps' from sitting too long...&lt;br /&gt;then my class's girls were like trying to also be enthusiastic...&lt;br /&gt;turning crazy...&lt;br /&gt;also want to follow the example of 4J...&lt;br /&gt;then we guys tio sabotaged...&lt;br /&gt;have to move in front...&lt;br /&gt;with Wen Fa as the leader...&lt;br /&gt;going through the center to the front...&lt;br /&gt;that was cool lolz!&lt;br /&gt;except for those remaining people who are still sitting there...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they ever affiliate them with 4I...&lt;br /&gt;doing their own stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was like "Ahh...! End liao!" when the whole thing ended...&lt;br /&gt;it was totally awesome! That was the only thing I can comment about the whole occasion...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-7845947042932489426?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/7845947042932489426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=7845947042932489426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/7845947042932489426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/7845947042932489426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-8762365802577260539</id><published>2007-08-08T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T21:22:17.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"There is no black and white, just patches of grey"...&lt;br /&gt;this is a vague memory of what Mrs Ess said on yesterday's Social Studies lecture...&lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember the exact words that she said...&lt;br /&gt;but at least this have some of the words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quite agree with this statement...&lt;br /&gt;just like how I see some people distorting facts...&lt;br /&gt;Before I elaborate more on what I think...&lt;br /&gt;if you feel that I am talking about you...&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to tell you that you are wrong...&lt;br /&gt;I am actually only expressing my views only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no other intentions&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just feel that the truth can be distorted...&lt;br /&gt;to be crafted till it seems almost perfect...&lt;br /&gt;that although it is a lie...&lt;br /&gt;it seems as though it is the real thing...&lt;br /&gt;For example...&lt;br /&gt;some people might make something major sound minor...&lt;br /&gt;like when some one gets beaten up real bad...&lt;br /&gt;they might say that the person just got tapped, but with a little more force...&lt;br /&gt;as long as there is no evidence of any marks or bruises left behind...&lt;br /&gt;there will be no way of cross-referencing...&lt;br /&gt;whether it is true or not...&lt;br /&gt;it is just how we infer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about inference...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I just feel like buying a book about making &lt;strong&gt;correct&lt;/strong&gt; inferences...&lt;br /&gt;and carry it around with me...&lt;br /&gt;not for me...&lt;br /&gt;it is for those people who are really lousy at inferencing...&lt;br /&gt;something bad they will think that it is good...&lt;br /&gt;that is really...&lt;br /&gt;oh mi gosh...&lt;br /&gt;it just make them look stupid...&lt;br /&gt;just like a smart alec...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example...&lt;br /&gt;if a message with no underlying meaning is passed...&lt;br /&gt;and those 'smart alecs' will think that there &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt; be some underlying meaning...&lt;br /&gt;then they will do their super 'inferencing' skill...&lt;br /&gt;and smack!&lt;br /&gt;A huge problem is created when they start confronting someone after they had done their &lt;em&gt;'smart'&lt;/em&gt; inferences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is not the end...&lt;br /&gt;they are very &lt;em&gt;clever&lt;/em&gt; too...&lt;br /&gt;whenever they are at fault...&lt;br /&gt;they try to make others look as if they are at fault...&lt;br /&gt;and they start 'neutralising' some wrong doings...&lt;br /&gt;by cancelling out a mistake they had made with a mistake that the other party had made...&lt;br /&gt;and by the time their mistakes are all cleared off...&lt;br /&gt;they will start their 'special' operation...&lt;br /&gt;by making the other party get all the blame just be making sure the other party gets more fault than them that they have got nothing to cancel out...&lt;br /&gt;it will thus result in...&lt;br /&gt;the one having the fault to be free of all charges and the one not at much fault to get all the blame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are what I call 'blame-pushers'...&lt;br /&gt;those who make sure they cover their tracks nicely...&lt;br /&gt;but I just think that not many are professional enough to evade the law...&lt;br /&gt;there is no way they can escape...&lt;br /&gt;it is just too obvious...&lt;br /&gt;they are just being oblivious...&lt;br /&gt;too bad...&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing we can do to change them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The best way to solve a problem is to face it"...&lt;br /&gt;is what we commonly hear...&lt;br /&gt;and I agree with it 75%...&lt;br /&gt;not 0% or 100%...&lt;br /&gt;no black or white...&lt;br /&gt;only patches of grey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you don't understand this post...&lt;br /&gt;feel free to ask me anytime...&lt;br /&gt;if you have any means to be able to find me... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-8762365802577260539?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/8762365802577260539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=8762365802577260539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8762365802577260539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8762365802577260539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/08/there-is-no-black-and-white-just.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-8967537994034534997</id><published>2007-08-08T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:54:04.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why didn't I realise this before?!&lt;br /&gt;All I can think of people being separated into different groups...&lt;br /&gt;but I missed one point...&lt;br /&gt;an important point...&lt;br /&gt;something that I have always envied...&lt;br /&gt;the other group...&lt;br /&gt;that I am not in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I forgot about teenagers like me nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;is that we too...&lt;br /&gt;have a classed 'society'...&lt;br /&gt;the 'cool' and 'uncool' group...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know much about the 'cool' group or the 'uncool' group...&lt;br /&gt;but I do feel that they are quite easy to differenciate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'cool' group is what you identify a group of people who are popular...&lt;br /&gt;one that moves as a group...&lt;br /&gt;one that people would talk to...&lt;br /&gt;one whose hairstyle, accessories and clothings etc. are 'cool'...&lt;br /&gt;or rather...&lt;br /&gt;the Rich Kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...&lt;br /&gt;the 'uncool' group is those who barely know many people...&lt;br /&gt;stick in their small group...&lt;br /&gt;those of a typical lifestyle of 'All I have now is enough'...&lt;br /&gt;and lastly...&lt;br /&gt;not as rich as the 'cool' people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like me...&lt;br /&gt;I belong to the category of 'uncool' people...&lt;br /&gt;who is like...&lt;br /&gt;not many friends...&lt;br /&gt;except for a few...&lt;br /&gt;and one who is consistently broke...&lt;br /&gt;not once...&lt;br /&gt;not twice...&lt;br /&gt;but almost everytime...&lt;br /&gt;I do like to stick with the same small group...&lt;br /&gt;I only mingle with others when I am not in my 'comfort zone'...&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;I just feel that I am in the 'uncool' group...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is quite stupid that teenagers like us must also be divided into different classes...&lt;br /&gt;which is happening rather unknowingly...&lt;br /&gt;but the common answer I get is always the same...&lt;br /&gt;"Aiya... this is teenagers..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is actually quite stupid that we just quote famous quotes from everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;to escape from problems...&lt;br /&gt;like for example...&lt;br /&gt;"Silence is golden"&lt;br /&gt;"It is recorded in black and white"&lt;br /&gt;"It is part and parcel of life"...&lt;br /&gt;and many many more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't they at least have more creativity?&lt;br /&gt;We cannot blame them...&lt;br /&gt;if we have creativity...&lt;br /&gt;there will be no need of telling us to be creative...&lt;br /&gt;just like if we are not frightened of a certain thing...&lt;br /&gt;we do not really put up safety measures against it...&lt;br /&gt;it is rather pointless...&lt;br /&gt;if we do things that are unneccessary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;I think I will just stay this way...&lt;br /&gt;in my current 'uncool' group...&lt;br /&gt;besides...&lt;br /&gt;it is only like four months before I don't even recognize mayflower secondary... (Okay... I am just kidding here...)&lt;br /&gt;But I will see what I can do to expand my region of friends... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-8967537994034534997?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/8967537994034534997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=8967537994034534997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8967537994034534997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8967537994034534997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-didnt-i-realise-this-before-all-i.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-8308506394599446647</id><published>2007-08-04T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T21:25:24.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was just calculating some simple mathematics...&lt;br /&gt;and some physics...&lt;br /&gt;And I found out a link behind something that had been troublnig me for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get when you get a scale that is balanced on both sides...&lt;br /&gt;and place a 50grams weight on each of the ends of the balance...&lt;br /&gt;It would somehow still remain at the same spot...&lt;br /&gt;or slighly displaced... (If you really want to count using physics calculation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I kind of thought of more things that needed balancing...&lt;br /&gt;just like the example of emotions...&lt;br /&gt;we must be happy or sad...&lt;br /&gt;or else there would not be any balance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about luck?&lt;br /&gt;What if on a certain day...&lt;br /&gt;we get very good luck for a short period of time then get bad luck smacked at our face the next moment?&lt;br /&gt;I think it is almost as similar to people gambling...&lt;br /&gt;At first they might get lucky...&lt;br /&gt;then they will get very lucky and waste all their luck away...&lt;br /&gt;even if those wh0 are unlucky...&lt;br /&gt;they never get the chance to get lucky and they go broke...&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is that which happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you agree? Drop some comments. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-8308506394599446647?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/8308506394599446647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=8308506394599446647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8308506394599446647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/8308506394599446647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-was-just-calculating-some-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-6598966872782632002</id><published>2007-08-02T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T21:39:01.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really feel like writing this out today...&lt;br /&gt;after being insulted over and over...&lt;br /&gt;for many of us not being hardworking...&lt;br /&gt;being lazy...&lt;br /&gt;as reflected in our grades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You lot are just plain lazy! Look... it is shown on your result slips... in black and white... you lot just cannot deny you all are lazy. Am I right?"&lt;br /&gt;This is just a typical thing that some teachers think about us, let alone some who just blurt them out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have an objection to show with that statement, along with another statement of "Do not blame your teachers that you fail your test"...&lt;br /&gt;Both statements prove to have a tiny bit of similarity to each other...&lt;br /&gt;And now...&lt;br /&gt;I will express my view on this two statements...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly...&lt;br /&gt;we are not really lazy...&lt;br /&gt;if not we won't even attempt any of the homework given to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly...&lt;br /&gt;I do not think that the blame should only be shouldered by us, students alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now elaborate on those two points I had just made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why we are getting those lousy results is not purely because we are lazy, but also because we are hardworking...&lt;br /&gt;Harkworking in terms of studying...&lt;br /&gt;Then it might be funny...&lt;br /&gt;A hardworking student might not achieve good results...&lt;br /&gt;That is the fact...&lt;br /&gt;You may think that this is absurb...&lt;br /&gt;hardworking = success...&lt;br /&gt;that is what people teach us...&lt;br /&gt;but the question is whether we have been studying effictively or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying effectively does not refer to your studying timetable or how you study...&lt;br /&gt;it is whether you have been doing your homework effectively...&lt;br /&gt;in which I mean whether you have been practicing the right stuff...&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be easier if I give some examples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say we came across a certain question in a piece of assignment given to us by one of our teacher that we thought we knew how to do it. We will then attempt the question and then hand it up, or sometimes the teacher just does not collect them. But the hidden fact that is unknown only to you is that the answer is wrong. But since no one has ever corrected you, you will presume it is the right answer, since you thought you knew. Soon, if you come across more and more of this certain question, you will continue to put in your wrong answer. And soon, it will become a bad habit and even if you get corrected, there is a high chance that you will still put in the wrong answers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that was a very long example...&lt;br /&gt;However...&lt;br /&gt;I will try to link them to the two statements made at the top of this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If our teachers are not consitent in collecting the work they give, collecting homework and just marking them with ticks even if there are wrong answers or simply not go through any answers, even if the answers are wrong, it will result in us often getting all our facts wrong and use our 'facts' to answer our questions. So does it make it partially the teacher's responsible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not that we are lazy, it is just that we are hardworking practicing all those wrong stuff... so don't blame us with that obsolete excuses of "You all are just plain lazy" and "Do not blame us, blame yourself"... we are sick and tired of being insulted like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that you disagree with all these I have written down, feel free to drop any comment in my tagbox...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-6598966872782632002?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/6598966872782632002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=6598966872782632002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6598966872782632002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/6598966872782632002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-really-feel-like-writing-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-139421893794378363</id><published>2007-07-11T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T22:02:58.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick...&lt;br /&gt;So sick...&lt;br /&gt;Arrrggghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Flu + Sore throat + fever...&lt;br /&gt;wah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But although I am sick...&lt;br /&gt;I still had my friends who cared about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got sick yesterday in school...&lt;br /&gt;and I realised something I did not know until today...&lt;br /&gt;which is there will always be friends around me who cares about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had seen live examples yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;when I started sneezing loudly the whole day long...&lt;br /&gt;and using six pieces of tissues during morning assembly...&lt;br /&gt;then another thirteen more in class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought when I am sick, my friends will just leave me alone...&lt;br /&gt;thinking that I might pass them some viruses...&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong...&lt;br /&gt;some came and asked me if I was sick...&lt;br /&gt;and some came to give me some advices...&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to Yi Kai and Michael...&lt;br /&gt;Yi Kai for sponsoring nine pieces of tissues...&lt;br /&gt;and Michael for giving me two strepsils...&lt;br /&gt;that I ate in like five minutes...&lt;br /&gt;when the packet said I can only have one per two to three hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many many many many thanks to Shi Yun...&lt;br /&gt;who tried to sell me tissue papers at $1.20 per packet...&lt;br /&gt;luckily I refused...&lt;br /&gt;or else I've got to go to Macdonalds...&lt;br /&gt;hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was how I got to have the feeling of true friendship...&lt;br /&gt;what we call good friends...&lt;br /&gt;friends that don't leave you behind at times of need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!!! All my friends who cared for me so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-139421893794378363?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/139421893794378363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=139421893794378363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/139421893794378363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/139421893794378363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/07/sick.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944674.post-232395894930751950</id><published>2007-07-08T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T13:39:03.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow cool...&lt;br /&gt;I am finally blogging again...&lt;br /&gt;cause there had been some interesting things to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to Ms Christina's (Oh mi gosh... It should be Mrs Chin's) wedding...&lt;br /&gt;It was cool...&lt;br /&gt;Cause it is the first time I went to a christian wedding and that the song played was not the '10,10,10' song...&lt;br /&gt;The food there was nice...&lt;br /&gt;the best was the cream in the cup, with a tiny cake at the bottom and sprinkled with tiny chocolate toppings...&lt;br /&gt;Then sadly, she is going to leave us for a while to go on her honey moon...&lt;br /&gt;for about opne month...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what might happen in this one month...&lt;br /&gt;hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;I do wish her a Bon Voyage =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went with ms shirley, ms christina, uncle John, Alvin and Carlene to Cityhall...&lt;br /&gt;to help Ms Shirley choose some presents for her friends...&lt;br /&gt;then I learnt the word Mannequin...&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went to a shop in citylink, opp of the sakae sushi, which sells drinks and breakfast stuff...&lt;br /&gt;then ms chris was very pissed off by the lousy customer service...&lt;br /&gt;and me too...&lt;br /&gt;then we kinda left...&lt;br /&gt;with me and ms chris going to the NEL (North East line)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And trust me...&lt;br /&gt;I sense something wrong with her...&lt;br /&gt;I can't say it out in my blog...&lt;br /&gt;and in CityHall she kept walking very fast...&lt;br /&gt;all by her own...&lt;br /&gt;I just hope things get better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Why is everyone slowly turning emo one by one???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35944674-232395894930751950?l=kwen1510.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/feeds/232395894930751950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35944674&amp;postID=232395894930751950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/232395894930751950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35944674/posts/default/232395894930751950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kwen1510.blogspot.com/2007/07/wow-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>CKWen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06417747465358132472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
