<?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-7295389</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:18:41.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[p]RinCeSs S.H.E</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-3586476034533214701</id><published>2007-09-21T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T22:48:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously regret saying those words.&lt;br /&gt;is it possible for me to take them back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-3586476034533214701?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3586476034533214701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=3586476034533214701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/3586476034533214701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/3586476034533214701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-seriously-regret-saying-those-words.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-7552832390603497926</id><published>2007-06-21T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T03:28:27.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleahs. hmm.. i'm not exactly the most hardworking person around huh? looking at all the work piled up before me now.. i'm really starting to regret all the procrastination for the past weeks.. a bit too late hor.. oh wells, what done's already done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-7552832390603497926?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7552832390603497926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=7552832390603497926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/7552832390603497926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/7552832390603497926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2007/06/bleahs.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-1815839855274074937</id><published>2007-05-15T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T20:17:30.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleah... still trying to survive through the worst birthday i've ever had. not because there weren't any birthday wishes or anything.. but that's it lor. just like any other day in school. just couldn't seem to lift my spirits at all throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. it's ending soon. 3 hrs and 44 mins more. i can't imagine if there's another person who is wishing for her birthday to end asap now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a sad day. AND i'm hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-1815839855274074937?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1815839855274074937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=1815839855274074937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/1815839855274074937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/1815839855274074937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2007/05/bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-3259472116155790106</id><published>2007-04-05T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:26:41.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo! haha, dawn just missed out on the best four-four gathering ever lah! totally crazy and funny. my throat is still sore and my cheeks are still numb from all the laughing. everytime i start picturing zuojin's many expressions or eunice's slow and funny reactions, i can't help but start laughing to myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, haven't laughed like that for ages already. that kind of hmm..  laughter that will make you tear in the eye and make your stomach ache. suddenly miss all the times in sec 3-4 when we laughed like that everyday. when we could say and do whatever we want in the classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah. if i wish hard enough, can i go back to 404'05?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-3259472116155790106?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/3259472116155790106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=3259472116155790106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/3259472116155790106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/3259472116155790106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2007/04/woohoo-haha-dawn-just-missed-out-on.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-1794206190859950014</id><published>2007-02-10T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:50:56.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woots. i'm bored. just came back from dramafeste 2007. though the attitude of some of the organizers that was like erm really bad and i really cannot forgive that woman who tried the stop my blood circulation, dramfeste was definitely better than last year lurh. though it's a lil sad that athena didn't get anything at all eventually. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just watched the 404 montage kailin made for us AGAIN. seriously, i think we all seriously look quite bad in sec 3. how can i ever ever look so nerd? grrhh. and that video. seriously, why didn't anyone tell me anything about those stupid poses i was doing when i was saying my lines? argh! totally horrible lurh. i'm going to tuck that cd into some dark corners of my room and never watch them ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what i tell myself everytime i watch that video. but somehow sooner or later, i'll dig the cd out to watch it again. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-1794206190859950014?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/1794206190859950014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=1794206190859950014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/1794206190859950014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/1794206190859950014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2007/02/woots.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-9050082557005044886</id><published>2007-01-23T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:50:57.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>404 cheer + song</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call: Tell me who’s the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest: We’re the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re the best&lt;br /&gt;The coolest&lt;br /&gt;The bestest people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ooh&lt;br /&gt;The laa&lt;br /&gt;The ooh laa laa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four&lt;br /&gt;And four&lt;br /&gt;The four oh four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-3-2-1!&lt;br /&gt;Four oh four oh four oh four oh foouur oh four&lt;br /&gt;Who!&lt;br /&gt;Four oh four oh four oh four oh foouur oh four&lt;br /&gt;What!&lt;br /&gt;Four oh four oh four oh four oh foouur oh four&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F-O-U-R!&lt;br /&gt;Four! Forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be sung to the tune of “Uptown Girls”, hopefully :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;404&lt;br /&gt;We’ve spent 2 years together, 404&lt;br /&gt;We’ve had fun and joy with Mr. Paul&lt;br /&gt;Who loves peas and carrots and so much more&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ask us why&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;404&lt;br /&gt;Although we’re very very very the small&lt;br /&gt;But it’s ok cause we’ve Dawn who’s tall&lt;br /&gt;And Ye Zi who is very small&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we came&lt;br /&gt;Together in 2-0-0-4&lt;br /&gt;We did not know that we would&lt;br /&gt;Be friends forever more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll see that we can roar&lt;br /&gt;We can bawl&lt;br /&gt;And wear shawls&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;404&lt;br /&gt;We knew from the start that we could soar&lt;br /&gt;Cause we’re as bouncy as a basketball&lt;br /&gt;And then of course there’s Mr. Paul&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tune) oh oh oh …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;404&lt;br /&gt;Though we do graffiti on our walls&lt;br /&gt;But we’re very very good girls lor&lt;br /&gt;And we love ourselves to the core&lt;br /&gt;Oh 404&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that it is the year of 2-0-0-5&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of stress but we know that is fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that we have more&lt;br /&gt;Just because&lt;br /&gt;We are in&lt;br /&gt;404&lt;br /&gt;We’ve spent 2 years together&lt;br /&gt;404&lt;br /&gt;We’ve had fun and joy with Mr. Paul&lt;br /&gt;Who loves cheesecakes and so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(slow)Oh 404&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. i'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-9050082557005044886?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/9050082557005044886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=9050082557005044886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/9050082557005044886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/9050082557005044886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2007/01/404-cheer-song.html' title='404 cheer + song'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-595970657995060357</id><published>2007-01-21T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T23:40:06.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't give me hope only to blow them into smithereens later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop making me think that if i work hard enough, i will get what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand the limitations, but you didn't have to let me have that hope in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-595970657995060357?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/595970657995060357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=595970657995060357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/595970657995060357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/595970657995060357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2007/01/dont-give-me-hope-only-to-blow-them.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-7099614103075198301</id><published>2006-12-17T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T03:02:56.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh! i really wanna go for the SHE concert [yes, it's SHE. what's wrong with liking SHE anyway?] and the phantom of the opera!!!! =( but the tickets don't exactly come cheap. and the holidays are driving me crazy! i'm this close to wishing that i'm back at jurong point selling snoopy bags again. at least i get to earn some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just realised recently that i don't erm, exactly like alot of people. and the weird thing is, for some of them, i don't even really know why exactly i don't like them -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! and geco got 1st and 2nd for the nac competition.&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;so the main point of this entry is, i'm really bored. [and i have nothing to blog about]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-7099614103075198301?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/7099614103075198301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=7099614103075198301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/7099614103075198301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/7099614103075198301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/12/argh-i-really-wanna-go-for-she-concert.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-116420437202153268</id><published>2006-11-22T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T22:06:12.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo! i'm back! and perak was funnnn with the great company, activities and all the games we played there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, for the first day, we had the wet activities, caving and rafting. caving was.... painful. even though i should have an easier time crawling in those caves than most of the people in our group, due to my 'advantage' in height, for some reason on another, i still kept knocking into the walls of the caves. -.- and i was super proud of my $2 torchlight! it didn't die even when i submerged it in the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had rafting, which was probably the best activity we had. anyway, perry yijia yanlong khang chiang yumin and i got praised for having great team spirit lor! *prouds* but somehow while others flew out of the raft, i kept falling into our raft itself and i still cannot figure out why. and yumin's toe nail got ripped out when we were rafting! i was probably one of the main culprits, with all my fallings into the raft.... sorry yoomin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the second day, we went trekking up this hill to look at one flower. the trekking was okay lurh, but actually, i wasn't really paying much attention to the rafflesia that we went all the way up there for, or the scenery around us. i was too busy checking out for leeches lah! honestly, i think i spent 80% of my time up there staring at my shoes. after that, we went to this church which we were supposed to clean up. so, we did the usual stuff, washing the windows, the floor, the chairs, etc etc. then while we were waiting for the floor to dry, the guys decided to entertain themselves and us by playing soccer with a scrub as the ball, and pails as the goal post. with all the slippings and fallings, it was simply hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, while most of the other people went swimming/playing at the rapids. some of us went to interact with the kids at the village and attempted to teach them how to draw. haha, they were super cute lurh. cos due to the language barrier we had with the kids, we decided to get them started to draw by demostrating to them first. then, to our horror, they started copying what ming drew to the very last detail, even the number of spots on the cow! and everytime we wanted to look at the drawings, they will snatch the paper away and go to some other corner to continue drawing again. super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the second night, the group of us [yanlong perry yijia nigel minkai jeremy yeow lin yumin shu aiwen and i] spent the entire night just playing fun games like murderer, ouch and the 'di di di' game. will never forget those 'bing bing' and 'i am going to hai someone but in the end hai myself' moments lurh! oh yeah, and the next morning was the only time when we didn't have to eat leftover breakfast, cos we were there before the breakfast came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thoughout the trip, our main mean of transportation was this lorry where we all had to squeeze and stand at the back, so we had to get ready and duck everytime there's some overhanging branches we had to go under. once again, i saw the reason why we all SHOULD be short. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i will never forget this trip. not that easily anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-116420437202153268?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/116420437202153268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=116420437202153268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/116420437202153268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/116420437202153268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/11/woohoo-im-back-and-perak-was-funnnn.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-116299733902208332</id><published>2006-11-08T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T22:48:59.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pw is finally over! haha, though it's probably the project that put in the least effort in [sorry leonard], i'm still glad that it's over. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the op was okay lurh, at least it wasn't disastrous and i&amp;r is all done.. so, the first thing i'm going to do tmr is throw away all the scripts and surveys and report drafts. no more pw! muahahhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and weiteng said she going to get to the school before 10 am to hand in i&amp;r tmr. because she wants to reach the school before it gets to hot to walk under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is so not coherent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-116299733902208332?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/116299733902208332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=116299733902208332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/116299733902208332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/116299733902208332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/11/pw-is-finally-over-haha-though-its.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-116265393015828326</id><published>2006-11-04T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:25:30.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm bored. really had nothing much to do lately at home... except stoning. and this is bad cos when i'm bored, i erm, eat. even when i'm not hungry AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultimate sian-ness. i can't believe that i actually looked forward to the hols before the exams. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-116265393015828326?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/116265393015828326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=116265393015828326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/116265393015828326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/116265393015828326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-116178671888489230</id><published>2006-10-25T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T22:31:59.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally got what you mean when you said that we're not as important to you anymore. the friends there are just closer now aren't they? i still cannot believe that you couldn't make time to buy that present you were planning to get for someone that was so important to you. especially after months of planning and choosing of the gift. i know that i'm partially at fault too, when i didn't ask you early enough. but you actually went out to shop? &lt;br /&gt;i really cannot believe this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, maybe i'm just being unreasonable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-116178671888489230?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/116178671888489230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=116178671888489230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/116178671888489230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/116178671888489230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-finally-got-what-you-mean-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't understand why i was so affected by what was said. it's afterall, not the first time people said things like that to me. i should be used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sorry for making some people worried today. i'm not anorexic or bulimic lurh. just didn't feel like eating today mah. not that serious! so don't worry! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-116072956722424521?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/116072956722424521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=116072956722424521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/116072956722424521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/116072956722424521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-understand-why-i-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-116065386474593688</id><published>2006-10-12T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T19:51:04.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala! i haven't blogged for ages. mainly due to the fact that there's really nothing interesting to talk about besides the fact that the promos are over and that we're still pia-ing for pw. quite sad and sian actually. i have so much free time that i actually went running! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, met kxl and daph yesterday. i guess both me and xiaole really felt much better after saying what we wanted to say after so much time. but the problems are still unresolved. hmm, oh wells, at least it's out of my mind alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just have to keep reminding myself to stop thinking so much. whatever that i'm thinking of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-116065386474593688?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/116065386474593688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dear sihui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. fine lurh! you're smart. actually, i can't even rmb my own username and password for the account. so, i know who to ask the next time i need that passwords! (and you really didn't have to tell everybody that my id-s and passwords are usually the same. -.-''' thanks arh.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks who finishing the &lt;strong&gt;whole&lt;/strong&gt; template for me. i shall make you love the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;COLOUR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sooner or later. trust me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xiaowei-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PS i just realised that this entry is quite... random and lame.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115796806152024446?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115796806152024446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115796806152024446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115796806152024446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115796806152024446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/09/dear-sihui-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115791218087340939</id><published>2006-09-11T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T02:21:11.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;dear &lt;strong&gt;xiaowei,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;i managed to hack into your flooble chatterbox thing and got the code. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;smart ass me hurr? HA HA.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;actually i realised that yr id-s and password are usually the same, so i tried different screen names, and TADA, got into your flooble with jst 6 tries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;your tagboard is up, woman. now, i finished the &lt;strong&gt;whole&lt;/strong&gt; template for you. familiee pic with &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; details. as you knw, i never liked the color (as far as i can rmb). so now, treats man!&lt;&lt;/span&gt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ensoul-.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;sihui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115791218087340939?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115791218087340939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115791218087340939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115791218087340939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115791218087340939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/09/dear-xiaowei-i-managed-to-hack-into.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115790736293852639</id><published>2006-09-11T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T00:56:02.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala. the holidays are however! time for SERIOUS mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115790736293852639?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115790736293852639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115790736293852639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115790736293852639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115790736293852639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/09/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115772593767232149</id><published>2006-09-08T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T22:32:17.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i look silly. tearing from time to time on the bus ride home. constantly trying to stop myself from crying. i am tired, exhausted and exasperated. i really regret telling sihui all those stuff after grad night. all the huge theories about seeing things from different points of view and putting ourselves in your shoes so as to understand your difficulties. cos, i realised that even i am unable to continue doing that. it suddenly ocurred to me that, while we were trying so hard to accomodate with you, have you EVER tried putting yourself in our shoes and see things from our perspective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the familiee should just break up already. all the heartwarming moments we had. all the promises we made to each other. all the changes we made for each other. they shall all cease to exist. and you know what? it is all because of you. i remember telling sihui on the same night that giving up on the entire familiee for one person is not worth it at all. now, i feel like taking all those words back. what's the point of keeping the entire familiee together this way? no one will be happy anyway. we'll just be busy being angry with that one person that enjoy ourselves anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really tiring to just sit in a restaurant thinking of what to do while waiting for this one person's reply. how to while our time away as we wait for the reply which usually comes like one hour later. and one thing really puzzles me, why is your phone ALWAYS on low batt? it's such a lame excuse that it just doesn't seem valid anymore. you've used it too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i'm sure that sihui and daph will always hold that special place in my life. it's just you who i can no longer stand. (before i cool down, at least.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so pissed off that, ironically, i do not care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought you promised to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i just wish that you were never that important to the 3 of us.&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;i'm just, too disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115772593767232149?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115772593767232149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115772593767232149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115772593767232149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115772593767232149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-look-silly.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115709934388040659</id><published>2006-09-01T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T16:29:03.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' Day!</title><content type='html'>though there was the rain and everything, yesterday was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, anyway most of the fofms went back to ny to visit our teachers. had a great time talking to teachers, esp mr nah and mrs wong! mr nah is quite... hmm... different from last year. all the weight lost and everything. somemore i think he was in a really good mood yesterday, so he was in that act-cute mood. somemore, he made my day only with a single comment! haha, i'll NEVER forget what he said lor! muahahahhahaahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then went to Hooks for lunch. i think the restaurant will never welcome the group of us again lah! there seems to be nothing that can stop us from talking/screaming/shouting/laughing loudly at each other. well, maybe except for food, cos as dawn has commented, the only time when there was silence was when all the food arrived and we started eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to ps for movie. Devil wears Prada was good! all the clothes and everything! and i concluded that the cup corn at ps is far cheaper than that in cine. (okay, that was &lt;u&gt;very &lt;/u&gt;random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with fofm is definitely the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115709934388040659?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115709934388040659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115709934388040659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115709934388040659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115709934388040659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/09/teachers-day_01.html' title='Teachers&apos; Day!'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115633629244285137</id><published>2006-08-23T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T20:31:32.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was reading the cme project report i did last year with shu, dawn and aud. was super amused by all the stuff fofms wrote inside! all their tiao2 jian4s for their future boyfriends and husbands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can still remember me and dawn discussing what to write on the survey form (during chem lesson) lah! and i just realised that dawn was the only one in the class who's very particular about the height.. haha, who ask you to be so tall??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i miss those days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115633629244285137?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115633629244285137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115633629244285137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115633629244285137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115633629244285137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/08/was-reading-cme-project-report-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115616378875036646</id><published>2006-08-21T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T20:36:28.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, okay okay, i shall proclaim my love for my honey here.. DAPHNE SIEW! i love you more than sihui and xiaole! muahahha. i bet she knows it already lor and i'm sure she loves me more than she loves sihui and xiaole too! haha! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though sihui and xiaole are so obsessed with each other that they don't love me anymore, i still love them. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, looking forward to the happie familiee meeting next wed. kxl, you better not ps hor, remember the ding tai feng and sushi tei treat. HAHA! oh yeah, and i think i have persuaded daphne to ahem, pon co and come le. hahha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry sounds totally random and incoherent. sounds like what primary school kids do.. hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115616378875036646?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115616378875036646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115616378875036646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115616378875036646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115616378875036646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-okay-okay-i-shall-proclaim-my.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115540807297556845</id><published>2006-08-13T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T02:41:12.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, i like suan-ing shu. esp after the fortune telling thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone should try it. it's fun! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115540807297556845?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115540807297556845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115540807297556845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115540807297556845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115540807297556845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/08/haha-i-like-suan-ing-shu.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115503262463058245</id><published>2006-08-08T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T18:23:45.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put numbers in the boxes instead of x's (example: 1, 2, 3, 4, ...)&lt;br /&gt;2. Repost as "I have lived through ___ of these 158 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I HAVE LIVED THROUGH 80 OF THESE 158 THINGS&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have read a lot of books.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have been on some sort of varsity team.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have run more than 2 miles without stopping.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;[ 1 ] I have watched cartoons for hours.&lt;br /&gt;[ 2 ] I have tripped UP the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;[ 3 ] I have fallen down an entire flight of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have been snowboarding/skiing.&lt;br /&gt;[ 5 ] I have played ping pong.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I swam in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have been on a whale watch.&lt;br /&gt;[ 8 ] I have seen fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;[ 9 ] I have seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[10] I have seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[11] I have almost drowned.&lt;br /&gt;[12] I have been so embarrassed I wanted to disappear.&lt;br /&gt;[13] I have listened to one CD over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;[14] I have had stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have had frostbite.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have licked a frozen pole and got stuck there.&lt;br /&gt;[15] I have stayed up 'til 2 doing homework/projects.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I currently have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[16] I have been ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have been roller blading.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have fallen flat on my face.&lt;br /&gt;[17] I have tripped over my own two feet.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;[18] I have watched the Power Rangers.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I attend Church regularly.&lt;br /&gt;[19] I have played truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;[20] I have already had my 16th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;[21] I have already had my 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;[22] I've called someone stupid.&lt;br /&gt;[23] I've been in a verbal argument.&lt;br /&gt;[24] I've cried in school.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've played basketball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've played baseball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've played football on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've played soccer on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've done cheerleading on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've played softball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've played volleyball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[25] I've played tennis on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been on a track or cross country team.&lt;br /&gt;[26] I've been swimming more than 20 times in my life.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've bungee jumped.&lt;br /&gt;[27] I've climbed a rock wall.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've lost more than $20.&lt;br /&gt;[28] I've called myself an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;[29] I've called someone else an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;[30] I've cried myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've had (or have) pets.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've owned a spice girls CD.&lt;br /&gt;[31] I've owned a Britney Spears CD.&lt;br /&gt;[32] I've owned an N*Sync CD.&lt;br /&gt;[33] I've owned a backstreet boys CD.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've mooned someone.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I have sworn at someone of authority before.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been in the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been on TV.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been to Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;[34] I've eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been on the other side of a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've watched all of the Lord of the Rings movies.&lt;br /&gt;[35] I've watched all the Harry Potter movies.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've watched all of the Rocky movies.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've watched the 3 stooges.&lt;br /&gt;[36] I've watched "Newlyweds" Nick &amp; Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;[37] I've watched Looney Tunes.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been stuffed into a locker/I have stuffed others into lockers.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been called a geek.&lt;br /&gt;[38] I've studied hard for a test and got a bad grade.&lt;br /&gt;[39] I've not studied at all for a test and aced it.&lt;br /&gt;[40] I've hugged my mom within the past 24 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've hugged my dad within the past 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;[41] I've met a celebrity/music artist.&lt;br /&gt;[42] I've written poetry.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been attracted to someone much older than me.&lt;br /&gt;[43] I've been tickled till I've cried.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've tickled someone else until they cried.&lt;br /&gt;[44] I've had/have siblings.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been to a rock concert.&lt;br /&gt;[45] I've listened to classical music and enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;[46] I've been in a play.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been picked last in gym class.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been picked first in gym class.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been picked in that middle-range in gym class.&lt;br /&gt;[47] I've cried in front of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;[48] I've read a book longer than 1,000 pages.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've played Halo 2.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've freaked out over a sports game.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been to Alaska.&lt;br /&gt;[49] I've been to China.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been to Spain.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've had a fight with someone on msn.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've had a fight with someone face-to-face.&lt;br /&gt;[50] I've had serious conversations on any IM.&lt;br /&gt;[51] I've forgiven someone who has done something wrong to me.&lt;br /&gt;[52] I've been forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;[53] I've screamed at a scary movie.&lt;br /&gt;[54] I've cried at a chick flick.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've watched a lot of action movies.&lt;br /&gt;[55] I've screamed at the top of my lungs.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been to a rap concert.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been to a hip hop concert.&lt;br /&gt;[56] I've lived in more than 2 houses.&lt;br /&gt;[57] I've driven on the highway/been on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;[58] I've driven more than 40 miles in a day/been in a car that went more than 40 miles in a day.&lt;br /&gt;[59] I've been in a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've done drugs.&lt;br /&gt;[60] I've been homesick.&lt;br /&gt;[61] I've thrown up.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've puked on someone.&lt;br /&gt;[62] I've been horseback riding.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've filled out more than 10 myspace/LJ surveys.&lt;br /&gt;[63] I've spoken my mind in public.&lt;br /&gt;[64] I've proved someone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;[65] I've been proven wrong by someone.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've broken a leg.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've broken an arm/fingers.&lt;br /&gt;[66] I've fallen off a swing.&lt;br /&gt;[67] I've swung on a swing for more than 30 minutes straight.&lt;br /&gt;[68] I've watched Winnie the Pooh movies.&lt;br /&gt;[69] I've forgotten my backpack when I've gone to school.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've lost my backpack.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've come close to dying.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've seen someone die.&lt;br /&gt;[70] I've known someone who has died.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've wanted to be an actor/actress at some point.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've done modeling.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've forgotten to brush my teeth some mornings.&lt;br /&gt;[71] I've taken something/someone for granted.&lt;br /&gt;[72] I've realized how good my life is.&lt;br /&gt;[73] I've counted my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;[74] I've made fun of a classmate.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been asked out by someone and I said no.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've slapped someone in the face.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been skateboarding.&lt;br /&gt;[75] I've been back stabbed by someone I thought was a friend.&lt;br /&gt;[76] I've lied to someone in their face.&lt;br /&gt;[77] I've told a little white lie.&lt;br /&gt;[78] I've taken a day off from school just so I don't go insane.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've fainted.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've had an argument with someone about whether cheerleading is a sport or not.&lt;br /&gt;[79] I've pushed someone into a pool.&lt;br /&gt;[80] I've been pushed into a pool.&lt;br /&gt;[    ] I've been/am in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115503262463058245?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115470702178606234</id><published>2006-08-04T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T23:57:01.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why am i trying so hard to meet up with your expections when i fully understand that you are not going to appreciate it and you are not going to make the process easy at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought it will be a good thing to be able to control my temper a little better so as to lessen conflicts esp with the people around me. but why did i end up hiding behind this facade that isn't me at all? how can i manage to smile as if nothing had happened when i was so bothered by it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss those days when i could just walk into the class room in a really bad mood and just sit there where no one will bother about me and i don't have to bother about them. i miss those days when i could just flare up and shout for what i think is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because i don't show it doesn't mean that i will never lose my temper. it's just that you've never seen it before. and trust me, you wouldn't want to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate what i see in myself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a clown, whose only purpose in life is to entertain others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115470702178606234?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115470702178606234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115470702178606234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115470702178606234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115470702178606234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-am-i-trying-so-hard-to-meet-up.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115443855706630473</id><published>2006-08-01T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:22:37.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my grandmother just asked my aunt to cook some tonics for me today. it's supposed to make you taller... haha, i've never heard of such stuff before lor! shall try and see if it works first then can recommend to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know at least 5 people who needs it lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115443855706630473?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115443855706630473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115443855706630473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115443855706630473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115443855706630473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-grandmother-just-asked-my-aunt-to.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115440645219404321</id><published>2006-08-01T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T12:27:32.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screwed piano exam. i'm getting used to this series up and downs, the anxiety, the disappointment and then the futile attempts of trying to make myself cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever said practice makes perfect? just one look at the examiner and all the practice went down the drain. furthermore, the examiner was a female lah! was super sian when i realised that before i went into the room already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, i shall be optimistic about the exam. i mean, after all the comfort food i had, i SHOULD be happy now right? haha.. basically, i JUST screwed up my exam pieces, scales and sight reading what.. there's always aural mah! MUST be hopeful! anyway, even if i fail this time round, i can always take again next feb. wow. so much for being optmistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, anyway, some interesting stuff i saw at the studio.. first there was this middle aged caucasian walking out of the examination room. for one moment i thought he was the examiner, and i was kinda happy cos he was well, a male. then i realised that he was holding on to the examination scores and was about to walk out of the studio. hmph, got my hopes up for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this mother who was arguing with the steward, cos she wants to accompany her son into the room. -.-''' then the steward was like looking at my mum and said that she have to be fair to all the parents, and since my mum cannot go in, the woman cannot go in! then i was at the other side of the room thinking, my mum got say she wanna go in meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my great diet plan will start erm.. TOMORROW! haha.. shall prove to shu that i am capable of eating less pocky. hmm, actually i don't even eat very much lor! bleahz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115440645219404321?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115440645219404321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115440645219404321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115440645219404321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115440645219404321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/08/screwed-piano-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115434575580405069</id><published>2006-07-31T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T19:35:55.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how do you define "real friends?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if you know the definition and have "real friends" around you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much longer will they be with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if you have your gang of so called "real friends"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long will they be there anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, does it really matter?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115418273241039953</id><published>2006-07-29T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T22:18:52.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spent half the day practising piano today. hmmm, really don't know what to expect on the day itself, the pieces seem fine, but i always screw up at the last minute. :( and my aural is hmmm, very sad too. i can't sing for nuts. the possibility of me passing is like 20%. my confidence level is an all time low today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, the other half of the day was much better. it's my parent's wedding anniversary today, so my dad decided to be erm, romantic and brought my mum to east coast park to cycle, buy some food and eat on the beach, where they can see all the fireworks from the ndp rehearsal. the only thing was that, there was two 1000 megawatts lightbulb (me and my bro) with them, so i guess, it was more like a family outing in the end. haha. shall siam and leave them alone now. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115418273241039953?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115418273241039953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115418273241039953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115418273241039953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115418273241039953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/07/spent-half-day-practising-piano-today.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115365708369137526</id><published>2006-07-23T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T20:18:03.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm starting to lose the trust i have in some people. as in, i'm not even asking you to be really committed and do something really huge. i just hope that you can be responsible for the promises you made. don't make us look forward to something only to be disappointed in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't forget that i've already helped you out once. don't expect me to do that again. this time, i'm on HER side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, it was my grandfather's 68th birthday yesterday! then we had kind of like a bbq party at my house. it was okay i guess, got to meet all my cousins again! haha, which reminds me, i have a date with one of my cousins on thursday! hopefully, i won't forget abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i just realised yesterday, it only takes a 17% alcoholic white wine to knock me out. wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115365708369137526?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115365708369137526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115365708369137526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115365708369137526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115365708369137526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-starting-to-lose-trust-i-have-in.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115243942094253737</id><published>2006-07-09T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T18:03:40.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm, i like talking to people. esp those conversations when you can really say everything and anything to the other person, knowing that she'll listen with all her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i was talking to sihui the other day. it was THAT kind of conversation. it was quite fun i guess, cos sihui was trying to help me decide what i feel and think about certain stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda sad to know that i don't really know what i think and feel myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115243942094253737?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115243942094253737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115243942094253737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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was quite cool lor! cos in the process, there were points of time when the front of the truck in suspended in midair as it tried to pull the container up. basically, we were standing there and staring at the driver, wondering what it is like to be in his position.. hmmm.. it looks quite fun, maybe i should be a truck driver and try it in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, very funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115237710991836107?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115237710991836107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115237710991836107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very torturous. -.-'''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115227481593758237?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115227481593758237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115227481593758237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115227481593758237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115227481593758237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/07/do-you-know-how-torturous-meal-can-get.html' 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us had the urge to drink bubble tea, so we walked like round the neighbourhood, trying to find the shop. was super tired when we finally found the shop and ended up buying bubble tea with pearls that are both uncooked and overcooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to the bus interchange for xiaole. did a couple of embarrassing stuff there, (haha, self entertainment.) before she finally arrived and we could finally go to ecp. on the bus there, daph suddenly realised that she might meet her classmates (whom she pangseh-ed today) when we pass by vj, so we were trying to build this wall around her so that her classmates won't see her lah! but in the end, they still did, and she had to do some explaining i think. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we reached ecp and started cycling lah! cycled from macs there to the bedok jetty, where we rested, gossiped and joked around for a while. then we left the jetty, and actually WANTED to cycle to the other end of ecp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the climax: soon after we left the jetty, i FELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super irritating lah! it's caused by alot of factors lah!:&lt;br /&gt;1. KOH XIAO LE - i was talking to her and wasn't really paying attention to the cycling. haha! so it's all her fault! and she screamed along with me when i fell lah! -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the wind (or rather, the sea breeze) and my hair - cos basically i lost balance because i was trying to hold on to the bicycle with one hand, while i brush my hair off my face with the other hand. apparently, i failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after i fell, we washed the wound and went back to the bicycle shop lor! since none of us was really interested in cycling anymore. and then we went to marina square to have dinner! haha.. we ate quite alot lor! around 40 plates i think. and xiaole kept stuffing herself lah! she was like boasting that she could eat more than the rest of us and complaining why we were eating so little. the thing is, she called me later to tell me that she puked when she reached toa payoh. -.-''' so much for being able to eat alot! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, basically it was quite a fun day lah! except for my fall... well, it's not very painful lah, but it's irritaing cos the wounds keep watering and i have no idea why. so i have to dry it every like 5 mins lah! hmm.. okay, time to dry it again. =C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115168215507341832?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115168215507341832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115168215507341832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115168215507341832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115168215507341832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/ouch_30.html' title='ouch.'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115108748358218596</id><published>2006-06-24T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T02:35:58.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happie familiee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;it wouldn't be complete without the all four of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as sihui said, till old. truly touched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115108748358218596?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115108748358218596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115108748358218596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115108748358218596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115108748358218596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/happie-familiee.html' title='happie familiee'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-115047620445190699</id><published>2006-06-16T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T00:47:28.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yah.. have finally completed all the concerts le! haha.. i managed to survive through everything lor!! it was kinda weird today cos i was at home for the ENTIRE day and my cello looks so... erm.. untouched. haha.. kk, i'm not making sense. hmmm.. shall blog about everything at one go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hcco concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a night for fun and laughter, and some nervous moments. haha, i was only nervous because of the sectional item lor! cos initially i was on the second row, tucked safely behind the basses, where i was super happy cos i couldn't see the audience at all (which means that they can't see me too!) but.. the teacher decided that everyone single one of us must be seen, so he smartly trasferred me to the first row(!!!!) where i could see the whole of the audience (that means that they can see me too!) besides, during the actual performance itself, xiaole sihui and daphne started shouting my name the moment i stepped onto the stage, foiling my attempts to imagine that no one was watching me (at this point the entire section was like laughing at me lah!) and as we were playing.. gery kept mouthing something to me.. so i thought i played something wrongly and got even more nervous.. in the end, she said that she was just asking me to smile... -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. but i think weixin was worse than me though... considering the fact that this was his first ever stage performance.. cos he wasn't in CO in chinese high.. he was like a source of entertainment for us as we (me shengbin and zhikang... the others are not as mean) kept teasing him and scaring him with some of the worse stuff that could happen to him on stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... after the concert, i realised that even though dyb isn't as crazy and enthu as the other sections and we don't really cheer and everything.. the bond we have within the section is just as great as the other sections.. it's just that we express them in more subtle ways... haha... will always remember every single one of our seniors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- athena fac camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANG! haha.. it was quite fun lah... our class merged with s60 to form a group.. initially it was quite segregated.. but by the second day we were rather united and enthu about the camp le.. hhaaha.. and i realised that some of the quieter ppl in our class can get quite enthu too!! haha... and HAN BING YUAN.... will always remember you for sabo-ing me to become assistant grp leader.. super suay lah!! haha.. but i didn't do much actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think our group managed to unite mainly because of our instructors dianna and amin.. all the scoldings and all the screamings really made us think and look out for each other.. and all the laughter they brought really made the camp truly unique.. even though half the time they were like.. laughing at me.. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. and shu fell on the last day.. scared me actually.. cos i've never really seen her cry or complain for an injury before.. so i guess it was really quite bad.. but i earned some chocolates because of her! haha.. thanks shu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;the JANG song&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J is for the way we jump in the sea&lt;br /&gt;A is how you abseil down to me&lt;br /&gt;N is how we never never ever give up&lt;br /&gt;G is great that we are going home tomorrow (today) (then)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANG! is for the only word we sing&lt;br /&gt;JANG! is for the cheer we respond in&lt;br /&gt;Falling climbing rafting and some jetty jumping&lt;br /&gt;JANG! we love D and amin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must repeat.. we added the last line because we couldn't think of anything else le.. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- geco concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! i've finally found out jing ying chinese orchestra is called geco le.. haha.. cos initially, when it was first founded, there was a grp of acs guys in the orchestra.. and they thought that jing ying, which means elites, actually meant Golden Eagle.. so they call in geco lor.. and the name sorta passed down as a joke.. -.-''' amusing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. the concert was okay i guess.. the feedback was quite good and some of the ppl said it was better than the previous geco concert.. that means something i think.. considering the fact that geco was one of the better COs then.. so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wasn't really nervous at all for the entire item.. maybe because cellobass is so well hidden behind the erhus and there wasn't any sectional item.. HAHA.. that's the beauty of the entire concert.. before i knew it.. the concert was over le.. so.. yeapz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-115047620445190699?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/115047620445190699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=115047620445190699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115047620445190699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/115047620445190699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/06/yah.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-114814765473907433</id><published>2006-05-21T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T01:59:03.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got tagged.</title><content type='html'>haha.. i'm finally going to do the tag thingy... hmm.. but i've read all the questions from other people's blog le.. heez... shall pretend that i don't know any of the questions as from.. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Name 20 ppl u can think of at the top of your head. Don't read the questions below before you write and tag 5 ppl to do this survey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. daphne&lt;br /&gt;2. sihui&lt;br /&gt;3. xiaole&lt;br /&gt;4. dawn&lt;br /&gt;5. waiyee&lt;br /&gt;6. shu&lt;br /&gt;7. zhihui&lt;br /&gt;8. yumin&lt;br /&gt;9. weiteng&lt;br /&gt;10. jocelyn&lt;br /&gt;11. kailin&lt;br /&gt;12. aiwen&lt;br /&gt;13. mingyi&lt;br /&gt;14. cheryl ling&lt;br /&gt;15. weijie&lt;br /&gt;16. weixin&lt;br /&gt;17. minkai&lt;br /&gt;18. cheegake&lt;br /&gt;19. yanlong&lt;br /&gt;20. perry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;1.How did you meet 14?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... in year 1996... met her in primary one lor! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What would you do if you never met 1?&lt;br /&gt;i would have been less gossipy and talkative. haha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What would you do if 20 and 9 dated?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. i would like to see them try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Did you ever like 19?&lt;br /&gt;yes. as a friend. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Would 6 and 17 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;haha.. well... i don't think shu will bei pan her friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Describe 3.&lt;br /&gt;comical. crazy. optimistic. (scandalous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you think 8 is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;YES. i'm attracted to her. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Tell me something about 7.&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't have a waist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Do you know any of 12's family?&lt;br /&gt;nope. but i really admire them for being able to tolerate her for the past 17 years. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What's 8's favourite?&lt;br /&gt;eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What would you do if 11 confesses that he/she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;she has already done so. she's my one and only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What language does 15 speak?&lt;br /&gt;gibberish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Who is 9 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.. perry? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.How old is 16 now?&lt;br /&gt;17. but acts like a 3 year old kid (with me). heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.When was the last time you talked to 13?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday! in school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Who's 2 favourite band/singer?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea.. she changes her mind every week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Would you date 4?&lt;br /&gt;nope. she has her girlfriend le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Would you date 7?&lt;br /&gt;nope. she has her orange specs le... *opps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Is 15 single?&lt;br /&gt;haha... no. he's apparently sandwiched between kathy and lisa, who "like(s) him because of his heart and his looks" [actual quote]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.What's 10's last name?&lt;br /&gt;JOCELYN NGIAM HENG HUI. which one is the last name? HUI or JOCELYN or NGIAM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Would you ever be in a serious relationship with 11?&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. i told you le.. she's my one and only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.What school does 3 go to?&lt;br /&gt;Raffles Junior College&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Where does 6 live?&lt;br /&gt;Toa Payoh. Kim Keat Avenue i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.What's your favourite thing about 5?&lt;br /&gt;a reliable friend. a person who'll be with you through thick and thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you seen no.1 naked?&lt;br /&gt;THANKFULLY, no. there's nothing to see anyway.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! i'm done! hahahaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-114814765473907433?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114814765473907433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=114814765473907433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114814765473907433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114814765473907433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/05/got-tagged.html' title='got tagged.'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-114745894578924108</id><published>2006-05-13T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T02:35:45.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.. shall reply shu's tag and do that weird perfect lover thingy... hahaha.. but i'm seriously still amused by shu's answer.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTRUCTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag 8 victims to join this game and leave a comment at their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you are tagged the second time, there is no need to do this AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;5. The most impt rule: have fun doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 He must love me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 He must be able to make me laugh when i am down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 He must be able to stand my not-very-frequent mood swings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4  He must love me for who i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5  He must be erm... dependable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6  He must be as crazy as i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 He must love the people i love as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 And er... he must be taller than me!!! haha.. kk.. it's QUITE easy to find a guy with this point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag mainez eunice yap sihui cheegake and erm.. xiaole!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-114745894578924108?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114745894578924108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=114745894578924108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114745894578924108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114745894578924108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-114692877418039152</id><published>2006-05-06T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:19:34.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they're releasing the election results now.. my parents are ermm.. seriously following every result that was released. and they didn't even have to vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. and my mum says pap will most prob win again. cos it's raining with thunder and lighting now. how apt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-114692877418039152?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114692877418039152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=114692877418039152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114692877418039152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114692877418039152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/05/theyre-releasing-election-results-now.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-114684775053973283</id><published>2006-05-06T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T00:49:10.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah.. watched shu play in a vball match for the first time ever.. haha.. seriously, it's the first time i've ever seen shu so blur lah.. she was completely shocked when she was sent into the court and everytime they had to change a position.. she kept asking the ppl her where she was supposed to stand... honestly, i was really very hmm.. amused.. but according to shu.. it was "cos (she) seriously din expect to play" and according to her... she looked more serious and pro-er near the end of the match... though it was not really observed by the people(me) who watched that particulr match... haha.. but ok lah... maybe she seemed ABIT pro-er at the end of the match lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.. heard something that's even more hilarious about this particular guy in our class.. yet to be confirmed.. but i will probably post it after it is confirmed.. it's seriously funny lah!! i laughed for at least 5 mins on the bus, before i realised that i was really loud.. hmmmm... yeah... haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-114684775053973283?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114684775053973283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=114684775053973283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114684775053973283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114684775053973283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/05/hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-114675276592817007</id><published>2006-05-04T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T22:26:05.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have to learn how to stop procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what has to be done must be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-114675276592817007?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114675276592817007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=114675276592817007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114675276592817007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114675276592817007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-have-to-learn-how-to-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-114672958911254358</id><published>2006-05-04T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T15:59:49.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was climbing up the hill again to my house today and i suddenly saw 2 bus stops along the road outside my house... i went like *blink blink* (literally) and stared at the bus stops, cos i was very very very very very very very sure that they were not there the previous day... how did the workers manage to build 2 bus stops, with all the advertisement stuff, shelter and the seats at the bus stop in one single night?? seriously amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that means that in the near future.. i don't have to climb up the hill to my house anymore!! got bus le!! haha!! though it'll deprive me of the only daily exercise i have.. but seeing the fact that all the climbing didn't help in building up my stamina at all... i really don't mind the bus stops... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i change template le!! no more SHE.. haha.. i'm sure shu will be glad... and shu won't nag anymore!! haha... thanks sis!! i wouldn't have been able to change my template without you!! haha.. seriously, i need to learn how to change the template and not messing up the whole thing soon.. very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-114672958911254358?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114672958911254358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=114672958911254358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114672958911254358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114672958911254358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/05/was-climbing-up-hill-again-to-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-114543732229117908</id><published>2006-04-19T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T17:02:02.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i fell down today. again. slipped when i was walking down the stairs. again. there was alot of people around. again. i fell in the CANTEEN leh! i was so embarrassed that i really wanted to dig a hole and high inside lor. hmm... i think i landed on my left side, cos my left elbow was hurting so much just now that i can't even really lift it up high... dawn says that it's probably only the impact of the fall... considering the fact that it feels quite okay now, i guess i didn't really sprain it afterall.. dunno... wait for my dad to come back first, before i do anything to it. the lucky thing was that, i didn't scream. which is quite fortunate, or i would have attracted even more attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wasn't even my fault lor. the hwachong's tiled floor is simply idiotic. on rainy days, they are super duper slippery and it is hard not to slip leh.. on typical dry days, the uneven tiles heightens my already high chances of tripping over. see... it's NOT my fault! and shu, don't laugh at me le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not making much sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-114543732229117908?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114543732229117908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=114543732229117908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114543732229117908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114543732229117908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-fell-down-today.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-114510621729664199</id><published>2006-04-15T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T21:05:06.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh, shu is ASKING me to blog again... better blog, otherwise she'll probably kill me... hmm.. i think i'm getting more and more afraid of shu le!!! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had the track and field meet erm... heats on friday... 8 x 200m. haha... i'm still amazed by the fact that i managed to survive through it.. and people said they were very impressed by me, mainly due to the fact that i didn't fall, didn't drop the baton and managed to pass the baton to minkai. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i was really really really very stressed and nervous before the race leh.. partly because i don't want to hai4 my class and end up being the last, and i didn't think that i can survive through the run without falling down or dying with exhaustion. was seriously close to tears le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was running, all that was in my mind was like.. i'm going to reach (x100), in the end it became, "why is that stupid minkai so far away?". come to think of it, i think i'll be seriously amused by myself if i wasn't running then. hmm... but if i wasn't running, i wouldn't have those thoughts right? okay... i don't think i'm making sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, fine, i promise that i'll try to run and exercise more often... start training so that we have a higher chance of winning this relay next year! C=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-114510621729664199?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114510621729664199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=114510621729664199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114510621729664199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114510621729664199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/04/sigh-shu-is-asking-me-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-114391499447108925</id><published>2006-04-02T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T02:09:54.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, just cleared this particular drawer that i didn't dare to open for the past few years... and i think the last time i opened it was in like 2003?? and the amazing thing is that, the drawer is just next to my bed... and well, the entire process of clearing the drawer was full of *stares* and oh-my-gods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the oh-my-god stuff that i've found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. people who know me will know that once i start wearing a watch, i will wear it for several years till it erm dies (i've been wearing my current watch for 4 years le) and in the drawer, i found the remnants of my previous watch that i got in 1999, along with the bag that came with it and the WARRANTY CARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the small nanyang cheer booklet called "Our Voices" that the gave us on the first day of orientation in secondary 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. my 2003, sec 2 mid autumn festival thing with chinese high co consent form.. all signed and NOT handed in. how did i manage to go???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. my PRIMARY 2 yearbook. i spent 5 mins looking for myself and i can only remember 3 friends' name. (it was a class of 40. wow.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-114391499447108925?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114391499447108925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=114391499447108925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114391499447108925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114391499447108925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/04/haha-just-cleared-this-particular.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-114372912145004935</id><published>2006-03-30T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:32:01.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala... i love crapping with FOFM... totally crazy lorh! hmm.. aiwen arh.. honestly, i really think you should sing that song to him lorh... he'll love it! haha... THE STORY OF ________________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm not crying anymore le... don't worry abt me!! haha... i'm fine! really! hahaha, the sheer thought of NAIWEN really stopped all the tears, or rather, converted them to tears of laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... to be on the safe side, shall go and apologise to aiwen tml... i don't want _______ to come and beat me up. he's like one 'art ruler' taller than me???!???!??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... this is a VERY random entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-114372912145004935?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114372912145004935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=114372912145004935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114372912145004935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114372912145004935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-114173454290713624</id><published>2006-03-07T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T20:29:02.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was reading some people's blog just now... and realised that i really have to read blogs more erm... regularly. cos i realised that some of them wasn't feeling very happy in a particular period of time and i didn't even know about it. am i too preoccupied in my own world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one year ago, at this time, i think all of us were packing and checking our bags (luggage, in my case) to check if we've brought everything... from makeup to gown... fofm were celebrating our victory for the class mascot/song/cheer thing... sometimes i really feel like going back and relive those moments again. it's as if i didn't appreciate them when they were right before me, and now i can only submerge myself in the memories i've created then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this period of time, i guess i was also hmm... scolding people and getting scolded for not putting enough effort? i remember it was at this point of time when mrs ee said to us that, at the rate we're going, we can only get a bronze for syf. honestly, i don't mind getting scolded all over again, cos i really enjoyed doing what i was doing even if it means failing in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times when we can just sit in a circle at the back of the class and say whatever we want. we could be so sure that there will be at least 5 people listening to us and helping to solve the problems we have... but now, it's so hard to even find that ONE person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we were better off at thos times.&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;class list will be out tml... crossing my fingers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-114173454290713624?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114173454290713624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=114173454290713624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114173454290713624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114173454290713624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/was-reading-some-peoples-blog-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-114122089830217587</id><published>2006-03-01T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T21:48:18.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 years of knowing you, and i never found the problem between you and me for the last two years. the conflicts and the quarrels we had. there was once a period of time when we so desperately tried to find the root of the problem and tried so hard to change ourselves so as to accomodate each other. but we never did succeed and ended up leaving the problem unsolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, i finally realised why i couldn't stand you any more. i hate the fact that i have to listen to you grumbling about your less than perfect life every single time i see you. i hate the fact that i never managed to finish conveying what i wanted to say to you. i hate the fact that you always have to cut in and talk about other irrelevant stuff when i haven't even finished my sentence. i hate the fact that you never did bother to listen to me when i so desperately needed someone to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you. and now i know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-114122089830217587?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/114122089830217587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=114122089830217587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114122089830217587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/114122089830217587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/03/4-years-of-knowing-you-and-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-113932401311380218</id><published>2006-02-07T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:56:01.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gossip. ok, this is a really old topic to blog about now. but i realised that i've never really blogged on what i really think about this whole thing about me gossiping too much... but it's just that i know there's someone out there who really hates me for gossiping, i don't know who you are, since you made sure that i won't know who you are. i wanted to find out who you are initially, cos i wanted to go up to you and ask you to tell me personally that you don't like this part of me, so that i can actually refrain from gossiping in front of you. you cannot imagine the impact of your words on me, the fact that someone i trust, telling another person behind my back that she hates something about me, and yet refuses to tell me anything about it, really sets me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to point out that gossiping is not the entire me. just because i, to a certain extent, like to gossip, doesn't mean i am made up of gossips. to me, gossips are just you know, a source of topic for people to talk about when they are free. stop pointing fingers at me and say that i cannot be trusted just because i like to gossip. if you do think this way, then you obviously don't know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, fyi: gossiping does not equate to backstabbing. i'm irritated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-113932401311380218?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/113932401311380218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=113932401311380218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/113932401311380218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/113932401311380218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2006/02/gossip.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-113758007242913126</id><published>2006-01-18T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T18:27:52.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's never gonna be the same again right? sigh, considering the number of times i've cried or almost cried this week, i guess i'm starting to accept this fact. initially, i was only worried about what will become of the happie familee, since all of us are going to different schools... but i've never expected to miss 4o4 and nyco so much as well... how i wish i can go back to nanyang, back to the times when we sleep, gossip and do everything in class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally realised what can happen when someone change... well, it's quite scary when you think you know someone after 4 years, only to realise that she has almost changed to another person in 1 month's time... argh!!! really need to talk to someone now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really hope that my class will turn out to be better bah... that's the best thing i can wish for now.... it's still quite clique-ish... but hope that it'll be better lor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS if the above sounds crappish to you... please understand that i'm not really thinking as i'm typing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-113758007242913126?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/113758007242913126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cddeff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Passed 8th Grade Math&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/passed.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Congratulations, you got 10/10 correct!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;a&gt;Could&lt;/a&gt; You Pass 8th Grade Math?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-113398190838651696?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/113398190838651696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=113398190838651696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/113398190838651696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/113398190838651696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-passed-8th-grade.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-113000303076336145</id><published>2005-10-23T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T01:43:50.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been very difficult for me as well, you know? i cannot say i am the best student in the world and i cannot deny the fact that i have perhaps been hovering at the border line for the past 4 years. But do you know how difficult it had been for me to change my thinking and way of studying to try my best to attain the best results? at the beginning of every year, i will repeatedly remind myself to try and concentrate more on my studies and be less playful. And if you know my history in sec 1 and 2, you will perhaps see my improvements in the past 2 years. thus, i am very proud of not my results and my attitude these two years. you cannot understand how happy i am when some body or some teacher said that i have improved. it is very easy for you to say things like 'that's very good meh?', but please spare a thought for my feelings. you may have put in more effort than me and achieved much better results than i did in the past 2 years, but please acknowledge the effort i put in as well. you are not the only person who studied at all in the past 2 years. i do not count on you to read my blog, but leave me in my own fantasy, will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-113000303076336145?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/113000303076336145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=113000303076336145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/113000303076336145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/113000303076336145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-has-been-very-difficult-for-me-as_23.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-113000294103836357</id><published>2005-10-23T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T01:42:21.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to talk to somebody, yet there's no one i can turn to.&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;someone, please hit me hard on the head and ask me to STOP whining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-113000294103836357?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/113000294103836357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=113000294103836357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/113000294103836357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/113000294103836357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-need-to-talk-to-somebody-yet-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-112998802106729004</id><published>2005-10-22T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T21:39:36.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;To see everything, go View - Encoding - Unicode (UTF-8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Think I (Korean)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;그럴리없다고아닐꺼라고믿었죠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;내가그댈사랑한단이말도안되죠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;괜한질투일꺼라고내가외로운가보다고&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;자신을속여봤지만이제더는난감출수가없는걸요&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Think I Love You&lt;/em&gt; 그런가봐요&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I Miss You&lt;/em&gt; 그대만없으면&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;난아무것도못하고자꾸생각나고&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;이런걸보면아무래도&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Falling For You&lt;/em&gt; 난몰랐지만&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I Need You&lt;/em&gt; 어느샌가내맘깊은곳에&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;아주크게자리잡은그대의모습을이젠보아요&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Think I (Chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我相信不会的 应该不是这样的&lt;br /&gt;不会是我爱上你了吧&lt;br /&gt;应该只是妒嫉 也许我只是寂寞&lt;br /&gt;我试着欺骗自己&lt;br /&gt;但是此刻我再也无法隐藏心事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Think I Love You&lt;/em&gt; 也许是这样吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I Miss You&lt;/em&gt; 如果没有你&lt;br /&gt;我什么事都不能做　我只会想起你&lt;br /&gt;看样子我是真的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m Falling For You&lt;/em&gt; 我虽然不清楚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I Need You&lt;/em&gt; 不知不觉中我心深处&lt;br /&gt;早已充满你的身影&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I Think I (romanized)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kurorri Obsdaku Anirgoraku Midossjyoh&lt;br /&gt;Nega Kuder Sarahandani Mardu Anduijyoh&lt;br /&gt;Kuenhan Jirtuir Goraku Nega Wiruunga Budaku&lt;br /&gt;Jasinur Suk Yohbuassjiman&lt;br /&gt;Ijoi Do Nun Na Gam Chur Suga Obsnungoryoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Think I Love You&lt;/em&gt; Kurongabuayoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I Miss You&lt;/em&gt; Kudeman Obsumyohn&lt;br /&gt;Amugosdu Mushaku Jakku Segak Naku&lt;br /&gt;Irongor Bumyohn Amuredu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Falling For You&lt;/em&gt; Nan Murrassjiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I Need You&lt;/em&gt; Onusenga nemam&lt;br /&gt;Gipun Kusoi Aju Kugoi Jarijabun Kudeui Musubur Ijoi Buayoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-112998802106729004?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/112998802106729004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=112998802106729004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112998802106729004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112998802106729004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-think-i.html' title='I Think I'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-112772142716319557</id><published>2005-09-26T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T15:57:07.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm losing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-112772142716319557?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/112772142716319557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=112772142716319557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112772142716319557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112772142716319557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-losing-it.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-112517173576471046</id><published>2005-08-28T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T03:42:15.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh... i feel like crying again... for no apparently reason... and i just finished the proposal for chem sia... can't believe that i spent so much time researching for the proposal and it still sucks... sigh... i want to talk... but there's no one available for me to turn to....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-112517173576471046?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/112517173576471046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=112517173576471046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112517173576471046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112517173576471046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/08/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-112497934625554303</id><published>2005-08-25T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T22:15:46.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling hyper now!!! due to the immense amount of merci chocolate i ate.. haha... think i'll ohave difficulty getting to sleep today... haha... nevermind... can do maths!!! yeah!!! maths rule!!! *i have officially gone crazy*... but honestly... merci chocolate is really nice... i wonder why no one went to open it... (obviously i'm the first one)... haha... i am going to write my name all over the merci chocolate... yeapz... i mean it... due to the fact that my house has this rule that unless you write your name on the CHOCOLATES, specifically chocolates... those chocolates will be "public property" and free for anyone, everyone to eat... yeah... so if you happen to chance upon chocolates in my chocolate-packed refrigerator... you'll find chocolates that are NAMED... and mind you... each "owner" WILL count the number of chocolates he or she left in the refrigerator.... and if any one goes missing... the owner will hunt around looking for the culprit that ate his or her chocolates.... unfortunately... this packet of merci chocolate is the only "property" i have in the refrigerator... so i don't care!!! i'm going to write my name ALL over it!!! haha.... *off to do math!!!!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-112497934625554303?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/112497934625554303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=112497934625554303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112497934625554303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112497934625554303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/08/feeling-hyper-now-due-to-immense.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-112306519442995749</id><published>2005-08-03T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T18:33:14.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>honestly... i think i'm realli pro at procrastinating.... i procrastinate without realising that i'm doing so... sad... and yeah... usually i PLAN what i'm going to do when i get home... and not do them anyway.. so... i have a pretty slackish life... bleahz... that explains it all doesn't it? i'm good at procrastinating.... and i am procrastinating now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... i have to learn how to spell stimulus response question... keep spelling it wrongly and keep getting laughed at by dawn... sad... so...  stimulus response question  stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question stimulus response question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please pardon me... i have no idea what am i doing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-112306519442995749?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/112306519442995749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=112306519442995749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112306519442995749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112306519442995749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/08/honestly.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-112195937824485945</id><published>2005-07-21T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:22:58.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's a thursday!!! so weird... having a thursday without dazu... normally by this time of the day i will be so tired out by the pracs that i'll already be sleeping on the bed... and IF i'm not sleeping... i'll be on the bed looking at the pu and highlighting the important parts over and over again... thinking through what mrs ee or mr lee said in the previous week and call eunice if i recall anything... guess i'll never ever get the chance to do this again... haiz... though it's hectic.. i kninda miss it... i miss turning back telling the juniors to do taifeng... i miss telling the juniors to take care of their yin zhun... i miss showing xiaole that i have sweets yet refuse to pass it to her... i miss passing a full packet of sweets to the juniors and get an empty pack back... i miss shopping in 7-11 thinking if i have the money to contribute to the cellobass food bank... i miss co pracs on thursdays...&lt;br /&gt;strangely... alot of things seemed to happen on thursdays... guzheng concert (240305)... syf(210405)....syf showcase(070705)... all the performances... i'll miss them.... and we played feng nian ji in all these performances... haha.. yeah... don't think i'll ever get the tune out of my mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-112195937824485945?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/112195937824485945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=112195937824485945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112195937824485945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112195937824485945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-thursday-so-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-112185949770687160</id><published>2005-07-20T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T19:38:17.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where i belong --- nyco</title><content type='html'>finally got the time [and computer] to blog about the festival of arts.... though we didn't really do very very well [not as well as syf at least]... but it was at least satisfactory.... remembering each and every moment on stage on that particular night... the last night i can stand on the stage performing as a part of nyco... the last time i was to wait in the darkness.... the last time i was to laugh at andrea for being so afraid of the dark.... the last time i was to stand when mrs ee gets on stage... the last time was to 'breathe' with the entire nyco.... the last time i was to LOOK at xiaole when we're playing... the last time i was to stand after the performance on that stage... the last time i was to rush off stage carrying so many things.... the last time i was to cry with the nyco... probably the last time i was to laugh at xiaole when she cry.... these are the memories and the feelings that i hope i will never forget... these are the friends, juniors and even gossip topics that i hope i will remember forever... 10 years later... i hope that i can still meet up with the happy family and the ssabollec... talking about this particular day... performance... practices... memories that we once shared together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 1:&lt;br /&gt;honestly... i only joined CO because of sihui... remember the first day i walk into m4-01... i was like.... wearing my shoes lor... and i didn't even realise!!! the seniors were playing &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LONG&lt;/span&gt; and i remember mrs ee was making xyz repeat again and again... i almost fell asleep lor... heeez.... then sihui was asking me why i was wearing my shoes and i freaked out and tried the 'crawl' out of the room... so that my skirt will cover my shoes.... but to my horror... sihui told mrs ee that i wore my shoes in!!! was super embarrassed lor.... and initiall i wanted to join pipa... but they say my fingers are not long enough.. so i cannot go... then they ask me to choose between cello, suona and sheng... i was quite sad lehz... in the end i chose cello lor... duh... when i entered cello room... there was only 3 people inside... veron eunice and boon pin i think... and the seniors TRIED to teach us how to play the cello... haha... i remember i was playing sinyee's cello... who was the first person who taught me how to hold a cello...&lt;br /&gt;subsequently i joined nycellobass.... in the past... it was quite pathetic... cos we only had 1 working school cello and there were 3 cello juniors... so we'll rotate... and while 1 is praccing cello... the other 2 will be slacking... haha... and then... the STAPLE incident!!! [pls approach any ssabollecs for details...] lala... still remember the first time i played a dazu song... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JIN SHE KUANG WU&lt;/span&gt;... thinking back... it's super easy lor... but i couldn't play it then and was hun-ning behind eunice and veron... haha... then the first time we played with seniors was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZHUANG JIN&lt;/span&gt;... that was the one and only time i got blisters on my fingers i think... [cause subsequently... i got sores instead]&lt;br /&gt;i got my first ever cello that year too!!!! i was practically gawking at my cello then lah... and panda was praising it to the skies... the strings are from germany... the bridge and rosin is from france... the bow is from england... etc etc... but he ACCIDENTLY missed out saying that the entire cello body is from CHINA lor!!! hmph!! but nevermind... i still love my cello... it's a gold with honours cello k... haha...&lt;br /&gt;and we had CO concert that year as well... i was a backstage helper... and so proud of our timing lah..... 45 seconds for the putting up and taking down of the FULL orchestra... haha... super right... and we had to practise till ard 7 pm everyday for the week before the concert lor...&lt;br /&gt;that for hui bao that year... i played &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LONG LONG AGO&lt;/span&gt;!!! haha... that's what the sec 1 juniors are playing this year as well... haha... so shuang... but i think they'll play better that me... haha... then for CO camp.... we lianed dazu at night... haha... and i was raining cats and dogs outside where it's really warm inside... and mrs ee was telling us that the last time they had co camp... it was raining during dazu as well.... and the sleepwalking story!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 2:&lt;br /&gt;first performance: cca orientation concert performance for sec 1s... haha... played &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FENG SHOU LUO GU&lt;/span&gt;.... practised real hard for it... [hmm.... yeah right]... then got my very first cello junior!!! ANDREA ANG EE LING and LIM MINGYI!!! initially there was alot of juniors.. but one by one they quit.... hmm.. so sad right... but nevermind... still got andrea... haha...not very fortunate though... and mrs ee got pregnant... so she couldn't conduct for us in SYF... yeapz...&lt;br /&gt;then that year... we had syf.... me and eunice didn't get in... welll... alot of reasons... was quite sad for a period of time... somemore we only got a silver that year...yeapz... but well.. it's all over!!! and then FOA 2003!!! we played &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JIU GE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHI CHENG YIN CHUN&lt;/span&gt;.... had to memorize CO score for the first time... it was so difficult then... not that the situation improved alot now lah... but then.....&lt;br /&gt;and then... that year we couldn't have an overnight camp... cos mrs ee have to look after her son... so we had a day camp... though it was not as fun as a night camp... and it enjoyable lah... haha... and we played &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CELEBRATED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CANON&lt;/span&gt; for hui bao!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 3:&lt;br /&gt;in sec 3... we have one more batch of juniors!!! SHIRU [she trasferred out later] MAUREEN JIAYING [andrea is her PSGL... and she is tricia's PSGL... i see a cycle... erm... cycling]... YANQI YUHSUAN joined later... they are a saner batch of juniors.. haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeapz... and that year... cheegake was the VP and boonpin and liuting was the SL... yeapz... and we had CO concert!!! i was in charger of stage layout then.. can still remember all the moving of pu jia and chairs down to the audi and all the screamings to the back stage crew... hmmm we played &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAO ZU WU QU&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XI YU FANG MU&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEI GUO DUI HUA&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZHONG YUAN LUO GU&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HONG MEI SUI XIANG QU&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PI PA GE&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FANG PAI&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YUE XIA&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOU NIU&lt;/span&gt;....can still remember all the practices before the concert... haha.. esp hong mei... so difficult!!! haha... and yue xia... had to dui every yin with the tuner... still remember after the concert... we cried bucket... cause we couldn't imagine practices without seniors... but i guessed we survived!!!&lt;br /&gt;then there was the CO camp and the chalet... it was overnight camp and we managed to secure our cello room yet again!!! haha... sho happie... for hui bao that year... we played &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHARCONNE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BACH SUITE NO. 1&lt;/span&gt;... super difficult lor... practised till i went crazy... i don't like bach!!! then the chalet!!! formed the happie familee... with all the gossip queens in nyco... haha... can still remember sihui setting the entire pit on fire... haha... hmm... she's kinda dangerous yeah?? ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 4:&lt;br /&gt;last year in nyco!!! most memorable thing that happened is probably the syf!! hahaha... can still remember all the practices we had before the syf... the moment on that huge stage... the moment when the emcee said... chinese orchestra no. 25... nanyang girls' high school... gold... with honours... haha... so ego sia... oh yeah... will always remember &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FENG NIAN JI&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XING KONG&lt;/span&gt;... the syf pieces... and that we all cried like siao after the syf... mr lee laughing at me and said that i cried like i got a COP... hmph!!! at least i'm better than xiaole lor...&lt;br /&gt;then the FOA!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHUN&lt;/span&gt; was quite okay lah... got cello melody mah!!! haha... bhb... anyway... still remember all the crying after the last performance... the fact then andrea cried when she was trying to keep her cello... hmmm... haha... yeah.... and that xiaole was laughing at us when we were crying... and in the end... she cried really badly when we were at the finale singing when you believe... amusing sia... and she made everyone cry again!!! hmph!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will always remember the times we had in m401 m403... all the stories that were told by seniors and was passed down to the juniors... the times we had at coro... lunches at ke ai ji... cafe whatever and prince... where we once had so many people that we had to sit in separate tables...really want to thank all the seniors....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huiyuan: for leading me and telling me where is m4 03... for teaching me and eunice WO YUN MEI TAN KUAI KUAI PAO...&lt;br /&gt;weiqi: for entertaining us with your ghost stories when we had to wait for our turn to practice the cello...&lt;br /&gt;shanshan: for the only statement i remember of you... chang1 jiang1 hou4 lang4 tui1 qian1 lang4...&lt;br /&gt;crystal: for all the lian xi qus you left in the cellobass drawer... for the bass seat that we only use when we need a table to do homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choonting: thanks for loving SHE as much as i do!! haha... thanks for your ghost stories!! will always remember the times when all of us will sit on the cello room floor in the dark... listening to your ghost stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheegake: thank you for being such a sweet senior who always try to teach us how to play the pieces... still remember who exasperated you were when you tried to teach us how to play YUE ER GAO... haha..&lt;br /&gt;boonpin: thanks for volunteering to help us da paizi... so far you only broke erm... 2 markers and 1 cello tail piece...&lt;br /&gt;liuting: eunice always say that the fact that andrea bullies me is retribution for bullying you in the past... but i didn't lor... bleahz!! you always kick me as well mah... haha... though i do kick back... thanks for letting me bully you and make CO practices SO enjoyable... haha... and did i tell you that your actions are very funny at the end of SHI CHENG YIN CHUN?? haha...&lt;br /&gt;huiwen: thanks for always showing concern towards us juniors!!&lt;br /&gt;sinyee: thanks for lending me your cello for the first attempt at cello!!! haha.... i still can picture you playing perpetual motion...&lt;br /&gt;wanqi: thanks for being so crazy and making practices less boring...&lt;br /&gt;angie: thanks for always being so logical and nice!!! always pulling us back to reality!!!&lt;br /&gt;yirong: still amazed at your speed when you read a book... have you finished reading hp yet??? i bet you finished reading on the first day... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the juniors... thank you for making my job as a SL so easy... thank you so much for all the memories of the miracles we created together... to the next SL... ASL.. VPs... jia you in whatever you do in the future... bring cellobass up to greater heights okay... sorry for the mood swings i might have after a practice... sorry for making you do tai feng... sorry for everything i have done wrong... for the entire year...  it has been really comforting to know that whatever happens to me during practice... there will always be the whole lot of you supporting me behind... thank you really much... i cannot imagine practices without you guys.. the fun... the laughter and the tears... the tears we shed after we know that we achieved a gold with honours and the tears we shed after the last performance we had with each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the happie familee... xiaole daphne sihui and jiangchuan.... can't imagine going for CO without you guys... all the gossiping with each other... we will be separated all over the place next year... RJCO... VJCO and HCCO.. we must still meet up [and gossip] k?? will miss all of you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-112185949770687160?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/112185949770687160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=112185949770687160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112185949770687160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112185949770687160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/07/where-i-belong-nyco.html' title='where i belong --- nyco'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-112117343127811043</id><published>2005-07-12T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T21:03:51.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you know how irritated you can get when you have a point to make yet there's no point making it anymore... and stop asking me to cool down, it doesn't work. it only makes me more agitated. it hasn't been working for the last four years and it never will. it only goes to show how little you know about me. stop acting as if you do understand me cos you never did. i mean i don't even understand myself. stop thinking that you know how i feel cos you can't see the other side of me. stop acting as if you know exactly what i think. it irks me. i think the problem lies here. you don't understand me. and i doubt you ever will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-112117343127811043?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/112117343127811043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=112117343127811043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112117343127811043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112117343127811043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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President 1 - Andrea [Cello/ Bass]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Vice- President 2 - YiLing [Cello/ Bass]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Secretary - Danhong [Xian Yue]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Treasurer - Yanting [Liuqin]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Assistant Treasurer - Huiyi [Ruan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Manager of General Affairs - Shawn [Yangqin/ Percussion]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Assistant Manager of General Affairs - Lifern [Dizi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Activity Coordinator - Phoebe [Pipa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Student Conductor - Maureen [Cello/ Bass]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Scores in Charge - Yonghui and Adeline [Xian Yue]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sectional Leaders: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Xian Yue - Hannah[SL] Sheila [ASL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cellobass - Mingyi [SL] Jiaying [ASL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pipa - Yueyang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Liuqin - Szuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ruan - Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yangqin/ Percussion - Ziyi [Tanbo SL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sheng / Suo - Shiaohong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dizi - Julianna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-112039666849071539</id><published>2005-07-03T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T21:25:11.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13 days to FOA.. 13 days to my last performance as a member of nyco. i don't want to leave as well. was reading my previous blog entries and i started crying again after reading this particular entry from 24072004:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"just came back from CO concert... it was a huge sucess a right... and i cried.... again....partly because i felt very accomplished.... i played songs that i never thought i would be able to play... there were times when i really feel like giving up.... and give up cello... chinese orchestra... yue xia... hong mei.... but i did it!!!another reason for me crying was the leaving of the sec 4s.... ok... that was the main reason.... well... the prospect of going into m4-03 or m4-01 without seeing chee gake or boon pin... without them nagging at us to arrange the chairs... without them da-ing pai zi for us....or even without seeing yirong reading at a corner or not having an gie to pull us back into real-life situation when we got too crazy.... well.... it just seems abit frightening.... feels kind of lost... ever since like sec 2.... my only motivation to get through a week of school was CO practices.... it's forever filled with fun.... i really dunno how CO practices will be like when i am like... the oldest and have to nag at juniors.... it's just... too serious for me... and then it's like... ever since sec 1... there had always been this group of ppl who we can turn to when we meet with troubles regardless in CO or in school studies, family problems... etc...... and then suddenly... i have to learn to cope without these seniors.... it's like... losing a kao shan..... i noe we had expected these right at the beginning and i was just telling eunice a few days ago that what will come would come... but... it's still abit overwhelming....die.... i feel like crying all over again...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time passed too quickly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-112039666849071539?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/112039666849071539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=112039666849071539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112039666849071539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112039666849071539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/07/13-days-to-foa.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-112039409673153702</id><published>2005-07-03T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T20:34:56.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like crying suddenly... maybe i haven't been putting in enough effort to make it work. the relationship between us is getting from bad to worse. i want to go back to the past, yet i can't bring myself to change my way of thinking. i know ignoring her presence is not going to help at all. but that is the only way for me to avoid facing her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-112039409673153702?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/112039409673153702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=112039409673153702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112039409673153702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/112039409673153702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-feel-like-crying-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111997311860573892</id><published>2005-06-28T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T23:38:38.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you know how much i envy you sometimes? you don't have to prove to others that you are serious. i have to. you don't have to prove to others that you can lead. i have to. you don't have to prove to others how capable you are. i have to. you don't have to do anything to get respected. i have to do a hell lot of work to prove to them that i can do it. life isn't fair. is it?&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-7295389.post-111970215224505721</id><published>2005-06-25T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T20:22:32.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lala.. i'm bored... i know i should be doing some homework or something... but i just carn bring myself to do it... haha... i know i'm lazy... i was bored to the extent that i went to search for erm... my pri school classmates' blog... haha... a bit wu liao sai... haha... okok... i will do SOME work later... i am determined to do so!!! heez...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111970215224505721?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111970215224505721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111970215224505721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111970215224505721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111970215224505721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/06/lala.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111920073454897257</id><published>2005-06-20T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T01:05:34.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i went quiz-crazy just now... so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Were Actually Born Under:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cbf3ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/chinesehoroscopes/snake.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Popular and crafty, you are a master at the art of seduction.&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent and intuitive - and make a savvy businessperson.&lt;br /&gt;You live life to the fullest, even if it means maxing out your credit cards.&lt;br /&gt;Many people are secretly (and hopelessly) in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with a Rooster or Ox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ff667f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Have Been Born Under:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffccda"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/chinesehoroscopes/pig.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries, you're not really pig-like in your personality.&lt;br /&gt;(Though you have been known to have a healthy appetite!)&lt;br /&gt;You are highly intelligent - forever studying and gaining knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;You have a heart of gold and you are appreciated by many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with a Rabbit or Goat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatyearwereyoubornunderquiz/"&gt;What Year Were You Born Under?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey!!! it's not fair!!! :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT-COLOR: gray; BACKGROUND: #d3cef5; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: gray; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; WORD-SPACING: 0.3em; FONT: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; TEXT-TRANSFORM: capitalize; WIDTH: 350px; COLOR: black; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: double; BORDER-TOP-COLOR: gray; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: double; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: double; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-RIGHT-COLOR: gray; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: double"&gt;Your Expression Number is 3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT-COLOR: gray; BACKGROUND: #e8e5fa; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: gray; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; TEXT-TRANSFORM: none; WIDTH: 350px; COLOR: black; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: double; BORDER-TOP-COLOR: gray; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: double; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: double; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-COLOR: gray; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: double"&gt;A natural performer, your destiny lies in writing, speaking, acting, or teaching.&lt;br /&gt;Imaginative and unique, you have a natural creative talent in the arts.&lt;br /&gt;You're also a natural salesperson. You can easily sell your ideas and yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total optimist, you are enthusiastic about life and living.&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly and social - and people are taken by your charm.&lt;br /&gt;Your role in life is to inspire, motivate, and raise others' spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can seem a bit superficial.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you're a bit unfocused and too easygoing.&lt;br /&gt;You're best off when you don't dwell on trivial matters, especially gossip.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourexpressionnumberquiz/"&gt;What's Your Expression Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha... the gossip part is... hmm.... QUITE true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: sans-serif" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#b1f989"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;The True You&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#abf795"&gt;You want your girlfriend or boyfriend to be more relaxed, calm, and composed.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#a5f4a0"&gt;With respect to money, you spend whatever you have.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#9ff2ac"&gt;You think good luck doesn't exist - reality is built on practicalities.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#98efb7"&gt;The hidden side of your personality tends to be satisfied to care for things with a minimal amount of effort.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#92edc3"&gt;You have a tendency to overdo things, but basically you value your friendships highly.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#8ceace"&gt;When it comes to finding a romantic partner, you don't have any particular type in mind, but you are inclined to look for someone who will say yes when you ask him / her out.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosthetrueyouquiz/"&gt;Who's the True You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111920073454897257?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111920073454897257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111920073454897257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111920073454897257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111920073454897257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-went-quiz-crazy-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111910057069701444</id><published>2005-06-18T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T21:16:10.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong style="FONT-SIZE: large"&gt;Congratulations Lim Xiao Wei, you are... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sgblogger.kennysia.com/xx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Xia Xue' Wendy Cheng&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com"&gt;xiaxue.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a goddess/god. You've got the looks, the brains and the body. You have such an irreverent sense of humour, people listen to you religiously and worship the ground you walk on. On the other hand you can also be straightforward, blunt and very very controversial. That has the potential to offend many people, but of course you don't care, you just shoot. In the end, people either love you or hate you. Nothing in between.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sgblogger.kennysia.com"&gt;Which Singaporean Blogger Are You? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;okie... now... can anyone tell me who exactly is she???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111910057069701444?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111910057069701444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111910057069701444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111910057069701444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111910057069701444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/06/congratulations-lim-xiao-wei-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111892622320322346</id><published>2005-06-16T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T20:50:23.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kapo-ed this from aud's blog... i still have so many stuff left undone... bleh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff I need to get done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;1. English portfolio&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Chinese portfolio&lt;br /&gt;3. CME portfolio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;4. Math AMES [at least half of them]&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Math portfolio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;6. Chemistry worksheets&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Chemistry Jurong Island SIA&lt;br /&gt;8. Chemistry movie SIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;9. Physics SIA&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;10. Physics worksheets&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Geography SIA&lt;br /&gt;12. Math journals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;13. Math OEA&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;14. Math assignment 21.1&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;15. ying yong wen&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111892622320322346?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111892622320322346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111892622320322346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111892622320322346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111892622320322346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/06/kapo-ed-this-from-auds-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111816285943449323</id><published>2005-06-08T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T00:47:39.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't want to be irritated by you. you just irritate me. i don't want to be pissed off at you. you just piss me off. i don't want to hate you. you make me hate you. and you fully understand what happens when i hate someone. you don't want to see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111816285943449323?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111816285943449323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111816285943449323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111816285943449323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111816285943449323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-dont-want-to-be-irritated-by-you.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111797650383114205</id><published>2005-06-05T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T21:01:43.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel so SMART today....</title><content type='html'>yeapz... went to shu's house to do the chinese project today... which is almost done.. thank god... so after that... i decided to take the bus home.. instead of the usual mrt.. and i was still thinking.. can finally prove to my mum that i KNOW to travel around singapore!!! yeapz.. so from the various ge trips and what wai yee told me... i noe that 157 goes to our sch.. so i went to take the bus happily lor... but the thing is that i have to change to another bus as 157 don't go to my house, and i am fully aware of that. so i got off 157 and boarded 173, which does go to my house... so i happily boarded 173... which hmm...turned to a road that totally doesn't go to my house... but the SMART me... still stayed in the bus.. thinking that the bus will turn back to my house... but to my horror.. it turned to commonwealth... and that was when i knew i was in trouble.. but the thing is.. i didn't dare to get off the bus.. cos the places i passed by seemed very ulu.. and i totally didn't know where i was... which means that i couldn't call my mum and ask her to fetch me... so i stayed in the bus... hoping that it'll reach an interchange soon... in the meantime... i tried calling my honey to ask her where 173 usually end up... but she didn't answer the cal... well.. i found out anyway... it ends up at clementi.. and if u do not know how i know... well... i ended up there lor... so in the end.. i had to call up my mum to pick me up.. who is now convinced that i DO NOT have a sense of direction... and she was explaining the 173's route to me... apparently.. 173 goes to my house BEFORE going to the place where i boarded the bus... well.. that explains all... didn't it?? i am VERY SMART... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111797650383114205?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111797650383114205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111797650383114205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111797650383114205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111797650383114205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-feel-so-smart-today.html' title='i feel so SMART today....'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111700777255719060</id><published>2005-05-25T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T15:58:14.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>syf pic....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.class-pictures.com/cjco/sec/042105/p025nanyanggirls/images/co_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... looks farnie... the stage looks so deceivingly small...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111700777255719060?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111700777255719060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111700777255719060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111700777255719060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111700777255719060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/05/syf-pic.html' title='syf pic....'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111616812116645907</id><published>2005-05-15T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T22:42:01.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!</title><content type='html'>hahaha... as u can tell from my blog entry.. it's my birthday today!!! yeapz... i can now officially and legally watch nc-16 movies!!! haha... *lame*.. anw.. went out for lunch with my mum and brother today to 'celebrate' my birthday.. my dad and my sis couldn't make it... so we're only celebrating my birthday on wednesday... yeah!!! can go out... so i'm not going to complain... anw... went out with dawn shu joce waiyee and kailin later today... they gave me 3 cakes: fishcake pancake and this white choc plus strawberry cake... the cakes are nice... but did i mention that i met them after my lunch? so i was stuffing myself with all the cakes in the end... so imagine the sight... 6 young teenagers sitting [some standing] next to the fountain on the civic plaza eating in a rather uncivilised manner, due to the lack of tools and utensils... and stuffing themself with the cakes so that they can get out of the sun in the quickest possible time... not a really nice sight... then we decided to do to cine and play pool!!! went we reached there... we shopped around for abit and then decided that we should find a place to sit down and talk... so we went to the food court and talk lor! and soon... we ran out of topics and decided to play truth or dare... so imagine the sight again... 6 young teenagers sitting on these bench like erm... bench... spinning a lemon tea bottle which contains lemon tea that tastes like plum juice [they are waiyee's].. and the bottle kept spinning out of control... when the bottle finally point to someone... the teenagers start to laugh as they think of carzy questions to ask and crazy dares that range from dancing superstar in the middle of the foodcourt to ordering roti prata and teh terik from a stall that sells fish delights.. hmm... i really pity the people who sat near us in the food court...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111616812116645907?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111616812116645907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111616812116645907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111616812116645907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111616812116645907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111608270010987972</id><published>2005-05-14T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T22:59:13.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day being a 15 year old....</title><content type='html'>i spent half of my last day being a 15 year old by washing the toilet!!! super sad sia... and i wasn't supposed to wash it!!! but it had got to such a terrible state that i carn stand it anymore and decided to clean it. it's all my sis' fault lah!!! aniwae... don't really look forward to tml... although it's my bdae and all.. but it's a sunday... and i don't like sundays... cos school usually starts the next day... so sian... and i suddenly came to this realization that alot of friends around me have or had bf... and i didn't realise it until like... recently??? this is sad... i feel so innocent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111608270010987972?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111608270010987972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111608270010987972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111608270010987972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111608270010987972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/05/last-day-being-15-year-old.html' title='last day being a 15 year old....'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111521303502434746</id><published>2005-05-04T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:30:43.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want this bag!!!</title><content type='html'>sigh.. i have been ogling at this bag since like... erm.. dunno when?? but i will never get it cos it's limited edition and i don't have that kind of money... so i have decided to place it up here... hopefully i'll feel better... well.. at least i can look at it... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vuitton.com/MEDIA/products/images/M92644_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. this is the Monogram Multicolore Collection... designed by Takashi Murakami for the LV 2003 Summer Collection...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111521303502434746?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111521303502434746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111521303502434746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111521303502434746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111521303502434746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-want-this-bag.html' title='i want this bag!!!'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111434291238163841</id><published>2005-04-24T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T19:43:09.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To that anonymous: even though you will not read this... i must admit to the fact that every bit of happiness i, at least, am experiencing now is due to the gold with honours the CO received... this is a fact... Because i know and understand that when i have done my best.. i won't be settling for anything less than the best... we are merely enjoying the fruits of our hard work now... if i just got a silver or anything less... i would probably be crying my hearts out now.... cos i WILL NOT think that it is fair... yeapz.... sorry if i had offended you in some way or another...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111434291238163841?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111434291238163841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111434291238163841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111434291238163841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111434291238163841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/04/to-that-anonymous-even-though-you-will.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111426224647591360</id><published>2005-04-23T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T21:17:26.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nYco</title><content type='html'>after so many months of hard work... we finally did it.... GOLD WITH HONOURS leh!!! ahahahaha... so proud of us... so proud to be part of nyco....&lt;br /&gt;after the whole competition... memories just came flooding back.... the times when we first received the xing kong pu... thinking that it's super easy and realising that it's not all that easy after all.... the times when we thought fang pai was going to be our choice piece... and we were frantically trying to memorize it.... the times when feng nian ji replaced fang pai as our choice piece... then mr lee kept frightening us by saying that there are abt 8 schools playing this song... and we can only get silver at the most.... the times when mr lee kept telling us how the other schools have memorized and started recording the song when we just started lianing feng nian ji.... the times when we told mrs ee the immense number of schools playing the song... and mrs ee telling us that she is confident that we can do it... the times when the seniors started praising the section... saying that we had really improved alot.... the times when we had immense amount of prep talk... trying to make every junior devote their time and energy on co... the times when i forced the juniors to do taifeng... the timed when we had to perfect every one's yin zhun... the times when mrs ee told us directly that we are deproving[if there's such a word].... the times when we had our audi prac... the time when we were all on the bus heading towards sch.... worrying if we will get there on time... at the same time... i kept crapping to ziyi everytime we passed by a land mark...&lt;br /&gt;then... it was the moment on stage... the moment when ms chek showed us a thumbs up after xing kong and we all grinned [it must be really weird... the entire CO smiling together at once] the moment after we got off the stage and started asking each other if we did well... the moment when the person announced our results... CHINESE ORCHESTRA NUMBER 25 NANYANG GIRLS' HIGH SCHOOL GOLD.... WITH HOUNOURS... the moment when we all stood up and screamed... the moment when we cheered shan ge in SCH.... the moment when we all cried and started hugging each other.... the moment when mrs ee jiang chuan and xiaole talked to us [actually... xiaole was crying rather than talking]... the moments when we rushed down to SCH to listen to other COs to see if can be the top 3 schools... the moment when we realised that we are the top three schools selected to perform at the singapore arts [or is it youth] festival opening ceremony..... the moment we cheered outside the concert hall to cheer [and compete with HCI]... all these moments shall go down in history... the history which we shall always remember.... the nyco history....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111426224647591360?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111426224647591360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111426224647591360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111426224647591360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111426224647591360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/04/nyco.html' title='nYco'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111305973747375067</id><published>2005-04-09T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T23:15:37.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired...</title><content type='html'>am super tired now... due to the fact that i only slept for 4 hours yesterday... kept dozing off during dazu... thank god i wasn't caught... look at the consequences &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(stares at yonghui)&lt;/span&gt;... aniwae... today's dazu was okay lor.... not very bad... but not very good either... do i make sense???... but aniwae... this is NOT a good sign... cos we're supposed to be consistently good at this point of time... hahaha... oh yeah.... and eunice kept cursing me today... cos ms chek was toking abt taking good care of ourselves... so we shouldn't take part in "dangerous" exercises... and then i was like.. i am doing shot put for track and field meet... and then andrea and eunice was like.. stares... den i realised i am doing tennis for pe leh... and at first... eunice was telling me that it should be ok if i use two hands to hold the racket when i hit the ball.... but it was followed by.... but scarli you sprain your back arh.... ok... she's so mean...&lt;br /&gt;but it's the mean girl's birthday today... so i shall be nice to her... so &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;happy birthday eunice!!!!&lt;/span&gt; oh yeah... and sorry for tricking you... heez... cos actually we wanted to give her a surprise and pretended that we didn't care what day it was... as we KNEW that she was going to drop alot of hints... haha... so this afternoon... before we went for lunch...the rest of the cellobass people was hiding in the cello room while eunice was in m4-01.... and i am supposed to get her in the cello room asap... so i told her... eunice help!!! a bow got stuck in the bass... we need help!!! initially i thot this story is rather far-fetched... but apparently she fell for it and rushed to the room... so the surprise went smoothly lor... hahaha.... i'm such a great actress...&lt;br /&gt;yeapz.... so 12 days to syf... and to all ssabollecs.... don't forget to do taifeng hor!!! and for xing kong... don't be too gentle hor!!! JIA YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111305973747375067?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111305973747375067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111305973747375067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111305973747375067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111305973747375067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/04/tired.html' title='tired...'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111261465650337898</id><published>2005-04-04T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T19:39:30.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-moViEs-</title><content type='html'>got this from waiyee's blog i think.... quite boliao but then.... hahaha... just realised tht i have watched quite some movies.... erm... actually not very lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( )Aviator&lt;br /&gt;( )Assault on Precinct 13&lt;br /&gt;(*)Appollo 13&lt;br /&gt;( )Anaconda&lt;br /&gt;( )Anaconda 2&lt;br /&gt;(*)Anna And the King&lt;br /&gt;( )Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;(*)Saw&lt;br /&gt;(*)Spy Kids&lt;br /&gt;( )Spy Kids 2&lt;br /&gt;( )303&lt;br /&gt;( )White Noise&lt;br /&gt;( )White Oleander&lt;br /&gt;( )Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;( )50 First Dates&lt;br /&gt;( )Jason X&lt;br /&gt;( )Constantine&lt;br /&gt;(*)Scream&lt;br /&gt;( )Scream 2&lt;br /&gt;( )Scream 3&lt;br /&gt;( )Scary Movie&lt;br /&gt;( )Scary Movie 2&lt;br /&gt;( )Scary Movie 3&lt;br /&gt;( )American Pie&lt;br /&gt;( )American Pie 2&lt;br /&gt;( )American Wedding&lt;br /&gt;(*)Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;(*)Harry Potter 2&lt;br /&gt;(*)Harry Potter 3&lt;br /&gt;( ) Resident Evil I&lt;br /&gt;( ) Resident Evil 2&lt;br /&gt;( )Electra&lt;br /&gt;( )The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;( )Little Black Book&lt;br /&gt;( )The Village&lt;br /&gt;( )Donnie Darko&lt;br /&gt;(*)Lilo &amp; Stitch&lt;br /&gt;( )Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;( )Finding Neverland&lt;br /&gt;( )Inspector Gadget&lt;br /&gt;( )Inspector Gadget 2&lt;br /&gt;(*)Bring It On&lt;br /&gt;( )Bring It On 2&lt;br /&gt;( )Texas Chainsaw Massacre (original)&lt;br /&gt;( )White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;(*)I Robot&lt;br /&gt;( )Dodge ball&lt;br /&gt;(*)Lemony Snickett-A Series Of UnfortunateEvents&lt;br /&gt;( )Along Came A Spider&lt;br /&gt;(*) Deep impact&lt;br /&gt;( )Never Been Kissed&lt;br /&gt;( )My Brother&lt;br /&gt;( )Meet The Parents&lt;br /&gt;( )Meet The Fockers&lt;br /&gt;(*)A Cinderella Story&lt;br /&gt;(*)The Terminal&lt;br /&gt;( )The Rundown&lt;br /&gt;( )The Lizzie McGuire Movie&lt;br /&gt;( )Passport to Paris&lt;br /&gt;( )2046&lt;br /&gt;( )Deep Blue Sea&lt;br /&gt;( )Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind&lt;br /&gt;( )Final Destination&lt;br /&gt;( )Final Destination 2&lt;br /&gt;( )Halloween&lt;br /&gt;(*)The Ring&lt;br /&gt;( )Hide And Seek&lt;br /&gt;( )Harold &amp;amp; Kumar&lt;br /&gt;( )Practical Magic&lt;br /&gt;( )Pirates of the Carribean&lt;br /&gt;( )Chicago&lt;br /&gt;( )Windstruck&lt;br /&gt;( )Ghost Ship&lt;br /&gt;( )From Hell&lt;br /&gt;( )Hellboy&lt;br /&gt;(*)The Day After Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;( )Child's Play&lt;br /&gt;( )Bride of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;(*)Seed Of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;( )Ten Things I Hate About You&lt;br /&gt;( )What Women Wants&lt;br /&gt;( )Just Married&lt;br /&gt;( )I Know What You Did Last Summer&lt;br /&gt;( )Gothika&lt;br /&gt;( )A Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;br /&gt;( )Sixteen Candles&lt;br /&gt;( )Bad Boys 2&lt;br /&gt;( )Sleepy Hollow&lt;br /&gt;( )Seven&lt;br /&gt;( )King Arthur&lt;br /&gt;(*)Ocean Eleven&lt;br /&gt;( )Ocean Twelve&lt;br /&gt;( )Flight of The Phoenix&lt;br /&gt;( )Identity&lt;br /&gt;( )Lone Star&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bedazzled&lt;br /&gt;(*)Vertical Limits&lt;br /&gt;( ) Predator I&lt;br /&gt;( ) Predator II&lt;br /&gt;( )Alien VS Predator&lt;br /&gt;( ) Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;( )Cujo&lt;br /&gt;( )Golden Chicken&lt;br /&gt;( )Golden Chicken II&lt;br /&gt;( )A Bronx Tale&lt;br /&gt;( )Darkness Falls&lt;br /&gt;(*)Kungfu Hustle&lt;br /&gt;(*)Tokyo Raider&lt;br /&gt;(*)Seoul Raider&lt;br /&gt;( )Christine&lt;br /&gt;(*)ET&lt;br /&gt;( )I Do I Do&lt;br /&gt;( )Children of the Corn&lt;br /&gt;( )My boss' daughter&lt;br /&gt;( )Maid in Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;( )Frailty&lt;br /&gt;(*)Best bet&lt;br /&gt;( )How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;( )She's All That&lt;br /&gt;( )That Thing You Do&lt;br /&gt;( )Calendar Girls&lt;br /&gt;( )Sideways&lt;br /&gt;( )Mars Attacks&lt;br /&gt;( )Event Horizon&lt;br /&gt;( )Secret Window&lt;br /&gt;( )Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;( )Big Trouble in Little China&lt;br /&gt;( )Jeepers Creepers&lt;br /&gt;( )Jeepers Creepers 2&lt;br /&gt;(*)Catch Me If You Can&lt;br /&gt;(*)The Others&lt;br /&gt;(*)Freaky Friday&lt;br /&gt;( )Reign of Fire&lt;br /&gt;( )Shaolin VS Evil Dead&lt;br /&gt;( )Cruel Intentions&lt;br /&gt;( )The Hot Chick&lt;br /&gt;( )Powerpuff Girls&lt;br /&gt;( )Swimfan&lt;br /&gt;( )Miracle&lt;br /&gt;( )Old School&lt;br /&gt;( )Armagedon&lt;br /&gt;( )Ray&lt;br /&gt;( )The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;( )K-Pax&lt;br /&gt;( )The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of theRing&lt;br /&gt;( )The Lord of the Rings: The TwoTowers&lt;br /&gt;( )The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King&lt;br /&gt;(*)Hitch&lt;br /&gt;( )Back Door Sluts 9&lt;br /&gt;( )The fifth element&lt;br /&gt;( )Troy&lt;br /&gt;( )Star wars episode I&lt;br /&gt;( )Star wars episode II&lt;br /&gt;( )Star wars episode IV&lt;br /&gt;( )Star wars episode V&lt;br /&gt;( )Star wars episode VI&lt;br /&gt;( )Nick Of Time&lt;br /&gt;(*)Vertical Limit&lt;br /&gt;( )Ace Ventura&lt;br /&gt;( )The Babe&lt;br /&gt;( )Blue Velvet&lt;br /&gt;( )Sound of music&lt;br /&gt;( )Starship Troopers&lt;br /&gt;(*)Parent Trap&lt;br /&gt;( )THE BURBS&lt;br /&gt;( )Mortal Combat&lt;br /&gt;( )SLC Punk&lt;br /&gt;(*)Meet Joe Black&lt;br /&gt;(*)Titanic&lt;br /&gt;(*)Mighty Joe Young&lt;br /&gt;(*)Pearl Harbor&lt;br /&gt;( )Wild girls&lt;br /&gt;( )The Pianist&lt;br /&gt;( )The Order&lt;br /&gt;( )Conmen In Vegas&lt;br /&gt;( )Love Actually&lt;br /&gt;( )Second Time Around&lt;br /&gt;( )Return From The Other World&lt;br /&gt;(*)Spiderman&lt;br /&gt;(*)Spiderman 2&lt;br /&gt;( )Amelie&lt;br /&gt;(*)Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;(*)Shrek&lt;br /&gt;( )Shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;( )The Incredibles&lt;br /&gt;( )Collateral&lt;br /&gt;( )Collateral Damage&lt;br /&gt;(*)The Fast &amp; The Furious&lt;br /&gt;( )2 Fast 2 Furious&lt;br /&gt;( )Sky captain &amp;amp; world of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;( )Closer&lt;br /&gt;(*)The sixth sense&lt;br /&gt;(*)Artificial intelligence&lt;br /&gt;( )School Of Rock&lt;br /&gt;(*)Space Jam&lt;br /&gt;( )Like Mike&lt;br /&gt;( )Yesterday Once More&lt;br /&gt;( )Shutters&lt;br /&gt;(*)Ella Enchanted&lt;br /&gt;(*)Princess diaries 1&lt;br /&gt;(*)Princess diaries 2&lt;br /&gt;( )The Mummy&lt;br /&gt;( )The Mummy Returns&lt;br /&gt;( )The Way Home&lt;br /&gt;( )Howl's Moving Castle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111261465650337898?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111261465650337898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111261465650337898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111261465650337898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111261465650337898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/04/movies.html' title='-moViEs-'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111183906002218489</id><published>2005-03-26T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T20:11:00.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe i should refrain from sleeping too much... cos i keep having 'nightmares' related to CO... let's see... firstly... i dreamt that we had to write xi2 zi4 for CO... then i missed out an entire row of the number one... so ms chek was staring at me and said.. ni3 zai4 gao3 shen3 me4 huh? then i stared back at her and said... i dunno... then... i was sms-ing during CO.... then somehow i got electric shock... wen qi who sat opp me said something like... i saw everything... her hair just went up like that (?)... after that ms chek banned everyone from sms-ing during CO... in case they kana electric shock like me.... btw... sitting arrangement was weird... all the different sections were surrounding ms chek... who was standing in the middle conducting... and somemore... i was sitting behind sheng ppl... oh yeah... and i was playing dizi.... den i keep blowing and blowing and no sound came out... i don't even understand what was on the score lah... in the end i woke up perspiring.... i think i am under too much stress from CO... haha... having weird dreams like these....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111183906002218489?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111183906002218489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111183906002218489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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studies... i thought you would understand the stress i am going through... you were the only one who knows we, truly and fully... the person who understands what goes through in my mind... the person who can always tell if i am unhappy without having me to say so... the one whom i could confide in... without having any restrictions... i understand that everyone has their own stress... but when you said that just now... i was devastated... i cried... because... you clearly don't understand. you don't understand me. i am disappointed in you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111150393224098598?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111150393224098598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i think i lost all the pride i had in myself today... i've long resigned to the fact that no one seems to take me seriously... but do i look funny or something??? why did the juniors always laugh when they see me??? honestly... i don't mind juniors kidding around with me... but there are really times in which we HAVE to be serious... i really don't mind joking around and laughing with you guys... but please leave me with some respect and treat me like someone you can bully and laugh at.... switched places with yanqi and yuhsuan... went to sit right behind everyone like we used to again... reminds me of the times when we still had our seniors... someone to depend on... someone to confide in... someone whom we could seek advice... but now?? i admit that i used to bully liu ting as well... but was i like that... is this like erm... retribution or something??? i can't stand it anymore... well.. maybe it's because wat the juniors did today... but... nevermind... phew... i need to control my temper...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111149820280788366?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111149820280788366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111149820280788366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111149820280788366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111149820280788366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-think-i-lost-all-pride-i-had-in.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111088609777150453</id><published>2005-03-15T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T19:28:17.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two years ago... when i did not get into syf... i was devastated. i thought that a couple of seniors did not try to improve their skills at all... so why am i giving up my space for such people? then was the only time i seriously considered quitting CO and found every practice a bother. Now... for this syf.... i really wonder if i did well enought or tried hard enough for this space in the competition... did i take it for granted? should i let those who did not have this chance, enter syf instead? those peeps in CO... please do your for the goal... this is for our seniors, our juniors and our fellow CO mates who did not get the chance that we took for granted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111088609777150453?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111088609777150453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111088609777150453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111088609777150453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111088609777150453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/03/two-years-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111088567630007194</id><published>2005-03-15T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T19:21:16.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever counted the number of time you said you're sorry per day? i really wonder how many really came from the bottom of your heart. how long will you have to take to realise the apologizing only lessens YOUR guilt and it has no effect whatsoever on the others? i know i am being mean here... but hey... i'm just stating facts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111088567630007194?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111088567630007194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111088567630007194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111088567630007194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111088567630007194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/03/have-you-ever-counted-number-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-111064018351099859</id><published>2005-03-12T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T23:09:43.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had my theory exam today.... it was generally ok... except for the fact that i din know the meaning of a couple italian terms... actually wanted to check if i had guessed the meanings correctly after the exam... but the thing is... i forgot the terms... so... nothing special abt the exam... except that i was one of the last peep leaving after the exam... one of the two last ones actually.... well... the other last one was the person sitting nxt to me... i think she's trying to compete with me to be the last person to leave the room... cos i was checking and checking and it was only when i was abt to leeave that i realised that we were the only ones left... so i started packing up... then the person next to me packed me as well... in the end... we handed up our paper together... weird....&lt;br /&gt;yeapz... sigh... missing the camp now... the times when me dawn aud and shu lie on our bed... cracking lame jokes and laughing at timothy.... missing the times when we laughed and comment about each other's make up.. sigh... the camp should have been longer... well... it's partly bcos it's quite slacky... so we din do much during the camp... they should have compacted more activities... but if they did so... we would have complained... haha... so actually i dunno wat they should do as well.....&lt;br /&gt;currently looking forward to CO!!! miss dazu!!! listening to the concert cd now. realised we have to do much better than that. am tired. shall go to sleep. now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-111064018351099859?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111064018351099859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=111064018351099859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111064018351099859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/111064018351099859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/03/had-my-theory-exam-today.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110976931665937636</id><published>2005-03-02T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T21:15:16.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to the salon to cut my hair today.... got a hair wash as well.... honestly... i really don't understand why those tai-tais like to have their hair washed at the salon lah... i mean... it feels like washing your hair yourself.. except that u dun have to use your hands and it hurts alot more... so unless you haven't washed your hair for like 2 weeks... i dun understand why ppl would wanna wash their hair at salons... for no apparent reason... aniwae... i've got a new hair erm... style... and it looks different... for once... haha.... kinda hoping that my hair wouldn't remind anyone of toothbrushes.... well... it did remind boon pin 2 years ago....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110976931665937636?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110976931665937636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110976931665937636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110976931665937636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110976931665937636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/03/went-to-salon-to-cut-my-hair-today.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110942873353078722</id><published>2005-02-26T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T22:38:53.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel sick today.... sigh... and it's all bcos of xiaole and wenqi!!!! apparently... they dragged me and andrea to ge lah... and it was quite erm... ok lah.... [except for the fact that one of the cellos dun have a tail pin and the other dun have a bow and a stopper].... but me and andrea didn't really noe how to play the piece... so... basically chee gake got alot of solo parts lah..... but... the problem is.... my mum was too tired to come and fetch me... so i had to take the mrt home and by the time i reach my house... it was 11++ liaoz.... so u can guess how tired i was.... it was to the extreme that i was asleep for the whole of today and couldn't go out cos i had triple eye lids... super sad lor..... haiz... but i think i managed to convince my mum to fetch me home IF i have to go for future ge practices.... hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110942873353078722?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110942873353078722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110942873353078722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110942873353078722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110942873353078722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-feel-sick-today.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110814288664463914</id><published>2005-02-12T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:29:32.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year messages...</title><content type='html'>i have to clear my hp's inbox before it bursts... so i shall type out every new year greeting sent to me here... word by word....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Yoz!!! i know i'm abit slow (as usual) but happy new year and don't eat too much!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;marilyn: Hi pple! Chicken yr liao so here's wishing u all de best in everythin n may u n ur family haf good health and enjoy wealth! Take care while havin fun!&lt;br /&gt;waiyee: Happy new year! =) take care. Haha. Ya lah. See you Saturday! =)&lt;br /&gt;mr lee: Here's wishing you a very prosperous Lunar New Year. Gong Xi Fa Cai, Nien Nien You Yu, Sheng Yi Xing Rong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;abit the alot cheng yus....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dawn: Haha... Happy new year to you too! Eat more eat more! Den later den diet..=D ang bao take more lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i knew it dawn... you want me to diet with you right.. dat's why you're asking me to eat more... so that i can be fatter and diet with you hor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhihui: Haha.. im supposed to msg you first..not the other way round..happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;xiaole: Ha.. Happy new year too! Yup i know.. I am so fat le.. Ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you're fat??? *stares*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailin: Haha..happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;sihui: haha. okay! you are slow la pok. haha. don't eat too much or else later skirt too tight hor. happy new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THANK YOU hor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daphne: Haha. Honey! i wun eat too much one. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeapz... that's about the most of them liaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110814288664463914?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110814288664463914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110814288664463914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110814288664463914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110814288664463914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-year-messages.html' title='new year messages...'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110814200826940961</id><published>2005-02-12T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:13:28.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to k-box with daphne[honey], sihui[idiot] and xiaole[darling] today... yeapz... it was fun ... we just kept singing and singing lor.. and gossiped a lil in the midst of it... and we kept commenting on the leading female role in jay chou's mtv... believe me... they didn't get much praises... and xiaole kept screaming when jay chou was about to kiss erm... them... yeah... and due to the fact that xiaole practically loves jay chou... we spent the last half of the time we had in k box singing jay chou's songs... and commenting at the same time lah.... yeapz.... then after that.. we went shopping!!! [or rather... window shopping]... took neo prints [shall put them up when i learn how to].... and continued shopping!!! at the same time...we were constantly being disturbed by this young fella through sms... shan't comment further.. but well.... oh yeah... and for some weird reason or another... xiaole and i began to discuss about smokers... WEIRD... but anyway... it was fun lah...&lt;br /&gt;after all the shopping.. we went to ms chek's house and saw her son!!! so cute!!! but i MUST descibe the wonderous journey to her house... when we first went to ms chek house right... we were only looking for the house number... so we came across this house and that number is supposedly ms chek's house number... and that house was HUGE!!! so we were commenting about how rich ms chek is and blah blah blah blah... the thing is... there are two maids in the house [or at least we saw two..] and we asked them if this was the Ee's residence... and they said yes.... and we asked is their madam teaches in nanyang... and they said... yes.... so we very happily went to j8 to buy dinner for the rest of the peeps.... at the same time... jiang chuan called ms chek and asked.... there's alot of lantern in your house right?? and ms chek said.... i don't even have a lantern in my house.... den jiang chuan asked... you have a dog right?? and ms chek said... i don't have a dog??!?!?!... so the conclusion is.... we went to the wrong house....&lt;br /&gt;after we finally got to the correct house.... we started bai-ing nian and giving ms chek the orange... so daphne passed me my oranges which was with her...to give to ms chek... and in a matter of 10 seconds... i lost the oranges... and i couldn't find it till now... i suspect there's something like a bermuda triangle in ms chek's house... except for the fact that oranges go missing instead.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110814200826940961?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110814200826940961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110814200826940961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110814200826940961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110814200826940961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/02/went-to-k-box-with-daphnehoney.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110806140432713705</id><published>2005-02-11T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T02:51:03.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saw this whole lot of quizzes on wai yee's blog and decided to try them... no harm learning more about myself... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Logical-Mathematical Intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/logical.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are great at finding patterns and relationships between things.Always curious about how things work, you love to set up experiments.You need for the world to make sense - and are good at making sense of it.You have a head for numbers and math ... and you can solve almost any logic puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great scientist, engineer, computer programmer, researcher, accountant, or mathematician.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 10 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;color:#0000cc;"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great.... i feel so.... childish mentally.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110806140432713705?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110806140432713705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110806140432713705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110806140432713705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110806140432713705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/02/saw-this-whole-lot-of-quizzes-on-wai.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110770075370581512</id><published>2005-02-06T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T22:42:04.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.... just read someone's blog just now and read abt her thougts on well... true friends... then i started thinking abt myself.... do i have any true friends??? or rather... do i have a friend who really understands me, who knows all my secrets.... she should be someone who i really really really trust.... but up till now... i think this person is well... non-existent... not that i don't have friends who don't care about me... but i don't i'll ever be ready to tell them all my secrets... probably because i had been 'betrayed' by someone whom i thought was a true friend before... so... i guess that caused me to be what i think and who i really am today....&lt;br /&gt;to everybody... i am this girl who laughs all day long.. who is really cheerful and basically don't have any worries... i doubt anyone will understand the pressure and the stress placed upon me.... no one will understand me and who i really am.... anyway... i don't really know who i am myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... why am i saying all this??? no one reads my blog anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110770075370581512?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110770075370581512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110770075370581512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110770075370581512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110770075370581512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/02/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110716606125777306</id><published>2005-01-31T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T18:07:41.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="http://www.anime-system.narod.ru/Galleries/angel/angel17.jpg" src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DieColdHearted/1105285837_sktopsweet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes, people see kindness... You're just&lt;br /&gt;so... so... so... Sweet! You're kind and love&lt;br /&gt;to give others in need, a helping hand. You're&lt;br /&gt;pretty shy but can be warm and friendly towards&lt;br /&gt;those you know, and those who know you best.&lt;br /&gt;Your sanctuary would just be any place that is&lt;br /&gt;warm, cozy, and inviting to all people. You&lt;br /&gt;love to show signs of affection to your lover&lt;br /&gt;but a small simple talk does the trick as well&lt;br /&gt;;) Sadly, your kindness can be used to your&lt;br /&gt;disadvantage. People can use you, and take&lt;br /&gt;advantage over your sweet and sensitive&lt;br /&gt;mind.... But fear not! With you being so kind&lt;br /&gt;and generous, people look up to you and adore&lt;br /&gt;you ^-^ No one would dare hurt you because they&lt;br /&gt;can't bear the thought of your sweet smile&lt;br /&gt;turning into a frown :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DieColdHearted/quizzes/What%20Lies%20Behind%20Your%20Eyes?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What Lies Behind Your Eyes? (With Pics, See All Results!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah right.... *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110716606125777306?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110716606125777306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110716606125777306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110716606125777306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110716606125777306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/01/in-your-eyes-people-see-kindness.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110605330654113773</id><published>2005-01-18T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T21:01:46.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had learnt alot of things after joining NYCO... besides learning how to play a cello... i had also learnt how to handle people... problems and situations.... that's why i have never regretted joing NYCO... cos i enjoy and love being in it....therefore... got rather pissed off when some one said.... "are u sure u know how to do logistic stuff? i mean... our cca train us for that lor... CO don't..." den i went like... ok.... *roll eyes* i noe in CO.... we dun get to do alot of admin stuff.... that doesn't mean that we're ignorant.... neither does it mean that we are stupid lor... so stop looking down on me and presume that i'll never know how to do anything.... even if i don't know how to do something... i have the ability to learn right???&lt;br /&gt;seriously... i'm not against those ppl who said that.... you guys are really nice and everything... but pls... spare a thought for my pride lor... esp when u guys should know that i am really really really proud to be a member of nyco.... so try not to criticize my cca in front of me..... yeapz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110605330654113773?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110605330654113773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110605330654113773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110605330654113773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110605330654113773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-had-learnt-alot-of-things-after.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110520230097346959</id><published>2005-01-09T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T00:38:20.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just came back from SHE's concert!!!! yeah!!!! it was great lor!!!! haha!!! so high now!!!! maureen i love ya!!!! hahaha!!! super high!!! hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;yeapz... sHe changed into a total of 7 costumes during the concert lor... den all of them were nice!!! actually i expected alot from this concert and i thought during the concert... i would start thinking stuff like... "this is so seriously out of tune..." but i didn't!!! it was almost perfect.. yeapz... it was live... (not like some other band.... with numerals for their band name... ahem) the imperfect part was the sound system.... the sound system carn really take really high pitched and loud sounds... so it'll always start buzzing when hebe is like piao-ing the high notes... and then the music will like... jump... so it's not very nice lor... but other than that... the concert totally rocks!!! the best parts were when sHe was talking... they were so funny... cracking jokes about themselves and then laughing at each other... they really have the mo4 qi4... u noe... yeapz... and then they showed us video clips... entitled... sHe de4 di1 yi1 ci4... showing the times when sHe first sppeared on stage.. on tv... blah.. blah....&lt;br /&gt;and ella was the first one to erm... start crying.... surprisingly.... furthermore... she cried when they were showing a video on selina's graduation.... den when selina saw ella crying... she started crying as well.... and hebe only cried when they were thanking the people who had helped them throughout the years... that was the first time she cried during this tour of concerts....&lt;br /&gt;yeapz... and me... i just sang and sang and sang.... the music was too loud for anyone to hear me... so i don't think i had terrorized anyone.... btw.... i was sitting in a row of very... unenthu ppl.... so they were like... just sitting there and listening... so in order not to chu1 chou3... i just sat there... and watch... and sang... except for the end... when things got so high... that i stood up and began jumping to music.... kinda crazy i noe.... no more image liaoz lah... anw.... maureen!!! u rock!!!(actually... sHe rocks too!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS lalala... still in a very high mood... dawn and shu will be amazed by the speed in which i type this blog.... i don't think i make sense... do i???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110520230097346959?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110520230097346959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110520230097346959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110520230097346959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110520230097346959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-just-came-back-from-shes-concert.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110493476987747804</id><published>2005-01-05T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T22:19:29.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah!!!! we dun have to hand in our portfolio by this week liaoz!!!! feel relaxed now... haha... yeapz.... though i still have to do it... but at least dun have to pia right???? so... the last few days was ok lor.... i tried and managed to keep myself awake in chem lessons... and i'm awake at all other lessons!! ( i think)... what a huge accomplishment!!! yeah!!! yeapz.... was chatting with my sis on the msn just now.... and she's like.... ard 10 m fr0m me in the dining room.... just imagine how boring our lives can get... haha.... looking forward to CO tomorrow!!!! i wanna play my cello!!! i wanna play feng nian ji!!! i dun mind xing kong...but.... i still prefer feng nian ji!!!! yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110493476987747804?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110493476987747804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110493476987747804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110493476987747804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110493476987747804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah-we-dun-have-to-hand-in-our.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110451738389775366</id><published>2005-01-01T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T02:23:03.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year!!!!</title><content type='html'>yeah!!! 2005!!!! just had the party at home (actually some of the people are still playing mahjong)....yeapz.... woke up at ard 11.30 today.... then xiaole called me and told me that she might be coming to my house... so i'm like "huh?? ok!!!" cos i was so bored... den i had to go down all the way to the bus stop to meet xiaole... who missed the bus and alighted at the next stop.... i the end... we met outside my house... then we started gossiping a lil bit.... and waited for daphne to come and bring us food!!! in the mean time.... we convinced sihui to come... then we started playing mahjong... bridge and blackjack while (look at the amt of stuff we can do at the same time) 'stealing nuggets from the dining table.... we ate so much nuggets that by the time we finished the spaghetti... which was the main course.... the felt like puking liaoz... so... yeapz... dun eat so much the next time.... then we continued playing mahjong lor... and we played and played till sihui's dad came... so she and xiaole left lor (daphne left at ard 4)..... yeapz... then i played mahjong with my mum and dad... who are pros... at an amazing speed.... in the end... i lost... morale of the story.... don't play mahjong with pros... yeapz... basically that was wat happened today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... and i went back to my old blog and read what i wrote last year......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a new year!!! hopefully this year will be better than the last.... last year wasn't a very good year actually.. all the things that happened in the world... war... virus... and so many accidents(thinking of ella now)... my new year wish.... hope that my sec 3 class will be as fun as 202... 202 rocks forever!!!! though we may not be refered as a class together next year... but in our hearts... we will always be a 202er forever... sobz... actually i hope for a miracle that perhaps the teachers made a mistake in scheduling the classes we're in... then in the end... 202ers all end in 302'04..... haiz... dreams can be really sweet... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.... i think my wish came true... my class is niceeee!!!!! and basically i still hope that this year will be better than the last... actually last year was quite ok... rather peaceful and everything... but the tsunami had to occur at this last bit of the year... gave the year a really bad ending i think... but... let's be optimistic!!! hopefully everything... all the trauma will be over soon.... yeapz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new year resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; hopefully i can be more hardworking!!! regardless in studies or towards cca...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;achieve better grades in studies and in cca!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;show more care and concern for others....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to manage my time!!! (stop pia-ing at the last minute)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to look at the better side of people...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;refrain from gossiping in class(as well as other times)...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;improve on my english&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pass the o'levels higher chinese....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeapz... that's basically it!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110451738389775366?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110451738389775366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110451738389775366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110451738389775366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110451738389775366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year!!!!'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110413755905004425</id><published>2004-12-27T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T16:52:39.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GRRREEEAAATTT... the next school term is about to start... and now my sleeping cycle is completely disrupted.... i still cannot believe that i woke up at 4.25 pm today!!!! it's like... so late... and i never feel like doing anything when i wake up... so i'll go around reading other people's blog... only to realise that no one has updated yet... cos the last time i read the blogs was yesterday.... at the same time... a voice in my mind is constantly reminding me that there's actually something called homework... sigh... i better start doing some stuff now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110413755905004425?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110413755905004425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110413755905004425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110413755905004425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110413755905004425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2004/12/grrreeeaaattt_27.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110413755864876809</id><published>2004-12-27T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T16:52:38.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GRRREEEAAATTT... the next school term is about to start... and now my sleeping cycle is completely disrupted.... i still cannot believe that i woke up at 4.25 pm today!!!! it's like... so late... and i never feel like doing anything when i wake up... so i'll go around reading other people's blog... only to realise that no one has updated yet... cos the last time i read the blogs was yesterday.... at the same time... a voice in my mind is constantly reminding me that there's actually something called homework... sigh... i better start doing some stuff now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110413755864876809?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110413755864876809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110413755864876809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110413755864876809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110413755864876809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2004/12/grrreeeaaattt.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110406664326560276</id><published>2004-12-26T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T21:10:43.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cello blues....</title><content type='html'>went to mr lee's house for lesson today... yeapz... we talked alot about our cellos... and we talked so much that he only charged us $20 for the lesson... haiz... after speaking to him... dun noe if i should change my cello ornot... sigh... cos he said i can save money if i change only the bridge... but after all the stuff he said about my cello... my resentment towards panda 'deepened' everytime i practice... so i really want to change my cello... but i dunno... he said he can ba3 my cello ma2 que4 bian4 feng4 huang2..... so... see first lor... let him examine my cello first... he said that if i have to change my pegs, bridge and tail piece... which is practically everything... i might as well buy a new one... so... dunno lorz.... come to think of it... i really used to love my cello lehz... after mr lee came and point out all the faults of my cello... i tend to push the fault to my cello when i don't play well... and i longer have to motivation to play liaoz... so... haiz... patiently waiting for the day when mr lee can examine my cello... yeapz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110406664326560276?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110406664326560276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110406664326560276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110406664326560276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110406664326560276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2004/12/cello-blues.html' title='cello blues....'/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295389.post-110372770665007314</id><published>2004-12-22T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T23:01:46.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the co chalet just ended yeaterday!!!! i am already missing it.... all the mahjong and card playing... it was certainly unforgettable.... the only thing is that... due to the fact of the cheap rates of bicycle rental.... i cycled for like almost two whole days... and now my butt hurts...&lt;br /&gt;the first night... after playing mahjong... we went to 'bed'(eveyone was entitled to half a mattress) at ard 3am.... late sia... further more... our neighbour was playing guitar and was making alot of noise.. making it even more difficult for me to fall asleep... so... yeapz... can imagine how i looked like the next mourning... after a mere 3 hours sleep....&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly... i was still energetic enough to cycle around the next mouring.... so we went cycling... went to sun tan with daphne, jiang chuan and si hui.... haha... will always remember the view we saw there and the topics we 'mentioned' in the course of sun tanning... then later the xian yue zu came and we started setting up the fire.... yeapz... while eunice, daphne and sihui was busy settting up the fire... i was convinced that we didn't have enough food... so i asked my mum to bring food there lor.... then we 'served' the sec 4s (and some other people) the food we barbecued and my mum bought lor.... as time passes... people began leaving slowly... and soon we realised that there are still ALOT of food left... further more... we realised that we forgot all about the prawns (sorry sec 4s).... so we finished up the prawns mostly by ourselves... heez.... then me and sihui managed to convince xiaole to stay and we continued to eat while we gossiped about people.... yeapz... till xiaole's mum (whom we mistook as xiaole's sis) came with her toothbrush.... we went back to the chalet and continued to 'chat' while playing cards and mahjong till about 4am.... when xiaole fell asleep on me... so we decided to sleep lor... the problem was that we had to squeeze 6 people on the bed... and i ended up with my legs dangling from the edge of the bed and with xiaole's and sihui's head poking my ribs on the right.... they kept poking till i ren wu ke ren and changed my bed to the floor.... so sad.... and i woke up at ard 7.30....&lt;br /&gt;we left chalet at ard 9.... and we got back home!!!! because some of us are going to the band concert.... we decided to first meet at my house before heading to the school.... so naturally daphne reached my house first.... cos her house is very near mine.... and we painted and re-painted our nails.. while waiting for the others to reach.... when xiaole and sihui came.... they make me paint and repaint their nails again.... so sianz.... so basically all i did all day was to colour a whole bunch of nails....&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the band concert.... actually... it wasn't as nice as i thought it would be... and the behaviour of some performing arts students irked and shocked me..... shall not comment much here.... it would probably make me madder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7295389-110372770665007314?l=xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110372770665007314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7295389&amp;postID=110372770665007314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110372770665007314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7295389/posts/default/110372770665007314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiaoweizzz.blogspot.com/2004/12/co-chalet-just-ended-yeaterday-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoweizzzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14298074016284893239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
