<?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-24899949</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:13:20.676-07:00</updated><category term='Slack much?'/><title type='text'>Rainbow after the Rain..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-6529375664517933017</id><published>2007-12-09T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T06:13:44.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am enjoying this long break.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty much food and random travels lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am bored of blogging.  More like blorring.  Boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-6529375664517933017?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/6529375664517933017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=6529375664517933017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/6529375664517933017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/6529375664517933017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-enjoying-this-long-break.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-3638175683576498458</id><published>2007-08-18T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T23:40:07.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even a satisfying dinner eluded me last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just too many people headed over to Marina to watch the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zheng Fa steamboat restaurant is fully occupied and the STUPID boss refused to set up any new tables for small groups of people.  I express my disdain for such profiteers.  Their service needs much improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then over at Long Beach Marina Seafood Restaurant, their service was atrocious.  Their ground was uneven such that the tables and chairs were all slanted at an angle.  &lt;br /&gt;This was followed up by slow service -  Half an hour for tea to arrive. &lt;br /&gt;And nobody was serving us.&lt;br /&gt;etc.. etc...&lt;br /&gt;They even changed the dessert without mentioning it to us.  WTF..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 course dinner :&lt;br /&gt;Geoduck&lt;br /&gt;Cheese Lobster&lt;br /&gt;Sour fried Tofu&lt;br /&gt;Prawn Hor fun&lt;br /&gt;Black pepper crab&lt;br /&gt;Durian pudding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During pudding -.-... It was supposed to be mango la.  Even the bill took 20 minutes.  My father then scolded the PR-in-charge.  Afterall,  that was the worst service he has even seen.  He was there often for corporate dinners but never before has he seen such service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we experienced an hour long traffic jam.  So many people were there watching the fireworks but they anyhow park.  NABE..  FUCK LA..  SO MUCH FUKING TIME GO WATCH FIREWORKS, THEN NO TIME TO PARK CAR.. SOMEMORE ANYHOW DRIVE, DON'T GIVE WAY.. KEEP SHOVING THEIR CAR HEADS TO GET OUT..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PATHETIC FUCKERS LA..  STILL GOT ONE GUY PARK IN ONE LANE, THEN PRETEND PRETEND CAR BREAKDOWN WHEN THEY ARE WAITING FOR PEOPLE.  THEN GOT A GROUP OF MALAYS PARK THEIR VEHICLES AT ONE WHOLE WHOLE WHOLE WHOLE WHOLE WHOLE WHOLE LANE WHEN THE TRAFFIC IS SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SLOW ALREADY........... WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUAY TAHAN SUCH LOWLIFES...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-3638175683576498458?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/3638175683576498458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=3638175683576498458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3638175683576498458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3638175683576498458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/08/even-satisfying-dinner-eluded-me-last.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-5359459674185058328</id><published>2007-08-05T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T05:10:13.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just gotten myself a new Nike shorts and an Adidas bag.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was hoping to find better bags at either queensway/bugis.  But, I had to settle for the adidas sling bag at the last shop that i went to at queensway.  It costs 56 dollars, a so called " limited edition " sling bag and the bag design is real simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wanted the other adidas sling bag at another sports shop in Queensway.  But it's only available in purple-ish blue.  It costs 36 dollars and look real neat with nice slots in the bag.  If only it's in another colour.  Why don't they stock that bag in another colour?  Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot find a long sleeve shirt/jacket either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Nike shoes!! Just watched the 9pm show on channel 55.  The turtle-neck jacket with a button on top is dam nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will decorate my bag with a dog tag with my name on it.  hahaha...  Retail therapy never fails to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-5359459674185058328?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/5359459674185058328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=5359459674185058328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/5359459674185058328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/5359459674185058328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-gotten-myself-new-nike-shorts-and.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-3847749718869544151</id><published>2007-07-22T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T01:06:21.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know who's in my class anymore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one, they get suspended.  Current casualty rate = 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a killer, ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.  Today is good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a briefing at TAS ( Triathlon Association of Singapore ) which is located at Hougang.  So I took like half an hour to decipher the codes on the street directory.  It's such a desolated place for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Triathlon CIP sounds great.  2 dry fit volunteer t-shirts with interesting orange colour ( the colour of TAS ), and 20 dollars travel reimbursement for each day over 2 days.  Good food too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fringe benefits are great. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed the directions my parents gave me.  So I came to a busstop afer 5 minutes of walking.  The buses there wasn't what I was looking for.  So i decided to try my luck down the street.  Then I saw a landmark, Methodist Girls secondary school.  It appeared on the street directory.  So I took another ~5 minutes to figure it out.  I continued walking down the street and found out that the street doesn't end like anywhere soon.  And I need to change the street to find my bus.  ANother moment of stoning + thinking.  I walked back my original path and found my bus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a sense of accomplishment. =).  The street's reaaaalll... long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And I love buying food.  =).  I love food.  Food.  Food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cakes.  Cakes.  Cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Kim Possible now.  ti ti ti ti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-3847749718869544151?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/3847749718869544151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=3847749718869544151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3847749718869544151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3847749718869544151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dont-know-whos-in-my-class-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-7962031810072126488</id><published>2007-07-15T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T05:42:19.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's CCA BBQ was quite a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of us don't even know how to get there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they said it's close to the Fisherman's Village at Pasir Ris park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Shude, Kia Tar and I walked in the wrong direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food's so little also.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry hungry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J1s were in the world of their own, ditto for some j2s.  There's totally no interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOring duh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-7962031810072126488?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/7962031810072126488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=7962031810072126488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/7962031810072126488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/7962031810072126488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/07/yesterdays-cca-bbq-was-quite-disaster.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-5726734050420257202</id><published>2007-07-09T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T03:47:13.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some teachers are crazy, we deserve better teachers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ate those small mints kinda sweets and the maths teacher spotted me.  She came along to behind me and told me that sweets ain't allowed in class.  &lt;br /&gt;Since I don't quite like her face and all... I just nod and continued to diao her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then came in front and stared at me with her scarily freakish looking big eyes hidden behind a ugly round specs which horrendously magnify her eyes which continue to put her eyes out of proportion with her face.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a chill running down my spine.  Never have I seen this kinda horrible things before, not even in my nightmare.  I continue to look down onto the table, holding my notes in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO, she said my attitude sucks.  Wasn't she the one who scolded the class on the first day after the exams, with no rhyme nor reason.  Come on, be reasoning can?  Just scold us for not studying cause of the results.  WE WENT THROUGH SO MUCH BULLSHIT AND FORSAKEN OUR HOLIDAYS TO GET THIS KINDA CRAP FROM THE HORSE MOUTH OF YOURS? crazy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo... She said she expected me to say " sorry " for eating sweets in her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot force myself to apologize over a few sweets, that's silly.  It's a guy's ego thing after all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't humble myself in front of a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said something like " School is more than just education, it's also about character building too. " Woah, I jut changed what she said, quote worthy. -.-!!&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS LOL-ED WORTHY TOO...  Come on, ask yourself honesty, since when does MJ value education more than other aspects of a student's life.  I mean, we get emotionally distressed, depressed, suicidal thoughts. wait, that's going a bit too far.  But still, we are stressed beyond our means.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they continue to scold us... Soo... Education/grades matter more in mj than other things.  We should give our attitude improvement and character building and positive attitude towards undeserving teachers a last priority.  These doesn't help.  Heck, some teachers doesn't even deserve this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there's this silly guy who's always challenging me to a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so much smaller size than me.  Well, I told him, he can land the first punch, but he's sure gonna be knocked out by me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, " Oh really? ".  I reassured him that would happen.  And asked him to try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahs.  He diam diamed after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-5726734050420257202?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/5726734050420257202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=5726734050420257202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/5726734050420257202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/5726734050420257202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-teachers-are-crazy-we-deserve.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-3972065764539393768</id><published>2007-07-08T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T06:57:05.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt ignoramus when I went over to the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was, trying to borrow a library book.  I flipped my card upside down, inside out, 4 directions.  And I still can't get the machine to work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ya.. EZ-link cannot be used to borrow a library book -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole of my weekend clearing my room upstairs, for reasons which I do not know.  Maybe I just need to find something to do.  If my mind strays off, I know I am wasting time instead of studying.  Heck, that's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my room is neat and clean.  It even looks bigger now. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder whether I am gonna stay upstairs.  I have a study table and a bigger bed downstairs. -.-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid thing is..  I have a cable point downstairs in the study room, but without a television.  I have a televsion upstairs, but without cable point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I can only watch vcd upstairs.  And stare at cable signals downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wimbledon finals : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies.  Venus Williams scream like a whore.  Though not the best usage of words, but it describes the situation the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still.. It's the worst final ever.  None of the two women is easy on the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men. Currently at 5-5, first set.  I support Roger. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder...  If christians are always doubting their decisions and thoughts, they  lack faith and should reconsider their choice.  Quit whining about God. &lt;br /&gt;P.S No malice intended here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-3972065764539393768?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/3972065764539393768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=3972065764539393768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3972065764539393768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3972065764539393768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-felt-ignoramus-when-i-went-over-to.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-9114341323781335736</id><published>2007-07-04T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:30:40.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They actually mark attendance for that economics postmortem.  I know it's meaningful, but which humane school will put a postmortem STRAIGHT after an exam paper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us students a well deserved break la fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like we are hard pressed for time, there's even time for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SILLY&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; events like Colosseum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you FORCED us students to stay back for the soccer event.  SHYT U LA, IT'S AFTER SCHOOL HOURS CAN?!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind these things if they at least give us a break.  We spend our Youth day studying, and we don't even get a day off after studying.  After studying near EVERYDAY for mid yrs during my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;HOLIDAYS&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at least I don't neglect my mid years &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; much, so just let us off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i cowered under peer pressure today.  Wanted to go for the postmortem, but none of my classmate is going, except for the 3, can u say, diligent or just plain NERDS/Studious.  However you name it.  I go with the horrible sounding one. O_O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing against them, but I have nothing better to call them.  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went all giddy during gym, didn't have enough food.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tio PANGSEH-ED by Kevin for gym AGAIN.  I think he mentioned &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;MILLIIIIIOOOONNNNNNS&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of times that he will go gym.  But I have never seen him around there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanced upon my classmates, Clarence and Daniel at Tampines Mall, along with Ming Rong ( my secondary schoolmate ), Cheu cheng (sp?) and another guy, whom I once proclaimed he look funny with his red shoes while playing basketball, but he's one good player. Had moss burger with Kevin then went with Clarence and the one guy (whom name i do not know) to watch transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one heck of a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no screw up with the many genre of the show.  It's still pretty much maintain the theme on mech and action.  But it's coupled with romance, comedy and a bit of corniness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj7qefdGCpY/RouCJT_FyCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xZ6oMOXoRAc/s1600-h/transformers_conceptual_designs_36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj7qefdGCpY/RouCJT_FyCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xZ6oMOXoRAc/s320/transformers_conceptual_designs_36.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083299700913063970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is nice, but I still like the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;gorilla&lt;/span&gt; Optimus Prime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj7qefdGCpY/RouEQT_FyDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tJw1nEn0jBY/s1600-h/1movieimage_11458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj7qefdGCpY/RouEQT_FyDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tJw1nEn0jBY/s320/1movieimage_11458.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083302020195403826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl is the " bomb " of the show.  Sizzling hot. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-9114341323781335736?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/9114341323781335736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=9114341323781335736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/9114341323781335736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/9114341323781335736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-frustrating.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj7qefdGCpY/RouCJT_FyCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xZ6oMOXoRAc/s72-c/transformers_conceptual_designs_36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-7328858479271707078</id><published>2007-07-03T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:30:40.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Note note : Randomness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly want to go library borrow books tomorrow.  I wish to " enrich " my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chemistry paper 2 was relatively easy during the middle part of the paper, but the end of the paper totally took me aback.  I worry about my paper.&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1 was a killer, non surprisingly.  Every question seems to bear a striking similarity of difficulty with respect to a structured question.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do 10+ questions.  Filled them with either B or C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather burned me up today.  I am going up in smoke.  The bus doubles as a sauna today.  Firstly, the air in the bus was heated up till it's stuffy and the air conditioning wasn't working well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a parcel.  Gift from Jolynda.  Haha, nice keychain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj7qefdGCpY/RoofID_FyBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SfmUeC039oc/s1600-h/03-07-07_1453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj7qefdGCpY/RoofID_FyBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SfmUeC039oc/s320/03-07-07_1453.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082909352810366994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did running from my house to Shieng Siong and back.  Bought food back.  Good exercise and good food now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's good when u have food and cable and $$$$$$$$$ lots of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-7328858479271707078?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/7328858479271707078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=7328858479271707078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/7328858479271707078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/7328858479271707078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/07/note-note-randomness-i-suddenly-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj7qefdGCpY/RoofID_FyBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SfmUeC039oc/s72-c/03-07-07_1453.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-3292208819999985613</id><published>2007-06-29T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T07:26:00.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Randomness&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's mention of Singapore in Gundam Wing episode 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one anime that's played on Channel 8 back then when I was in Primary 5/6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-3292208819999985613?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/3292208819999985613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=3292208819999985613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3292208819999985613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3292208819999985613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-randomness-theres-mention-of.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-2341871001590327939</id><published>2007-06-29T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T07:16:31.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suddenly have the urge to go for a bi-athelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, after waking up, the urge just went away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-2341871001590327939?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/2341871001590327939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=2341871001590327939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/2341871001590327939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/2341871001590327939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-suddenly-have-urge-to-go-for-bi.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-5047037123642313483</id><published>2007-06-29T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T06:14:09.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/40744000/jpg/_40744085_ivanovic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/40744000/jpg/_40744085_ivanovic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Here's my favourite female tennis player.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ivanovic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's tall too.. towering most people at 1.83m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently 6th seed in Wimbledon.  Tennis sure has pro eye candy. =)..  She doesn't SCREAM like Sharapova..  Yea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does Wimbledon has to clash with my Mid Years? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of mid yrs.. It's dam sian..  Study so many days, physics still get screwed..&lt;br /&gt;Maths should be able to pass la.. D?  If fail.  Then i think i fail everything again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs is... KLJljsdljgslsa.. Dunno what to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem also screwed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, still got the remaining half of chemistry and physics.  I hope to at least lessen my suffering...  A 40s is better than a 30s..  Ah screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to tv..  LOl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-5047037123642313483?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/5047037123642313483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=5047037123642313483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/5047037123642313483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/5047037123642313483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/06/heres-my-favourite-female-tennis-player.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-8299927550946567189</id><published>2007-06-21T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T05:08:12.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Studying alone in the library is so lonely..  &lt;br /&gt;But peaceful at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only completed 5 chapters today.  &lt;br /&gt;That's all for my revision for mid yrs.&lt;br /&gt;Only practising left.&lt;br /&gt;3 days where got time to finish practising all the topics for 2 yrs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My NS letter came le&lt;br /&gt;Pes C2.&lt;br /&gt;No OCS liao lor...&lt;br /&gt;No IPPT&lt;br /&gt;Should be clerk work.&lt;br /&gt;9-5.&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More time for night classes and slacking. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-8299927550946567189?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/8299927550946567189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=8299927550946567189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/8299927550946567189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/8299927550946567189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/06/studying-alone-in-library-is-so-lonely.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-6095849548068535378</id><published>2007-06-17T04:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T04:43:49.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got my hair cut le!! Cooling sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Shude's hairstyle looks so much nicer leh..  Nicer layering also.  Zzz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to play Lan for 1 and 1/2 hour.  So shiok sia.!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first time with frozen throne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time with Dota. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thrashed each other in every other game.  lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to pool/gym/lan after my mid years.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time management now seems so cool.  LOL.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten myself a few anime and anime movies that i haven't got time to watch yet.  The list just keeps piling up cause I need a lot of time to appreciate shows.  And I just don't have the luxury of time, without worrying about wasting time. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie : Gundam Seed Destiny Special Edition&lt;br /&gt;        Spirited Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime : Chobbits&lt;br /&gt;        Love Hina&lt;br /&gt;        Ichigo 100%&lt;br /&gt;        Noein&lt;br /&gt;        Gundam Wing&lt;br /&gt;        Melancholy of Haruchi Suzumiya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-6095849548068535378?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/6095849548068535378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=6095849548068535378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/6095849548068535378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/6095849548068535378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/06/got-my-hair-cut-le-cooling-sia_17.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-8435209006739129471</id><published>2007-06-15T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T20:44:22.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woah, I am falling in love with playing lan.  =)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warcraft custom is so fun.  Beats playing alone with the Computer. -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna keep playing it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool is ridiculously expensive in Cine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta love Katong, where lan and pool is cheaper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-8435209006739129471?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/8435209006739129471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=8435209006739129471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/8435209006739129471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/8435209006739129471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/06/woah-i-am-falling-in-love-with-lan.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-1855324632197650483</id><published>2007-06-15T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:30:40.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prompt Prompt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS medical checkup was so confusing.  So many stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pes A for every station.  But the lab station declared me as G6PD unknown, a blood disorder.  Suspect, but not confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to draw blood again.  This time not from the arm, but from the hand.  Geez, that hurts.  They couldn't find the veins on my arms despite trying 2 times..  First time they lucky lol..  Found it on the third try.  Second time, they tried twice, but failed.  So it's off with the hand. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pes D.&lt;br /&gt;Unable to verify status.  Pending.  Confirmed within one month's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.  Sad..  I thought I would get an A or a B..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a foot long sub meltz.  Woooooo~ Deli~cious@!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F4 : The rise of the silver surfer&lt;br /&gt;is nice!! :P..  Although there's a lack of climax for the movie, but still a watch-able movie nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't doubt that Singaporeans lack humour.  They laugh at a lot of the scenes, be it funny or not funny.  Some scenes, despite being dry, was still HUMOUROUS to the people.  Their laughter lacks much to be desired too... NOt nice at all..  Some jerk laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmpXfzsR-I/RnKHu1iVK6I/AAAAAAAAA9E/4ZxGWIMIVGY/s1600-h/movie+clique!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmpXfzsR-I/RnKHu1iVK6I/AAAAAAAAA9E/4ZxGWIMIVGY/s400/movie+clique!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076268968714775458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmpXfzsR-I/RnKIHViVK7I/AAAAAAAAA9M/Q_k4ZC2QFm4/s1600-h/150620072335-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmpXfzsR-I/RnKIHViVK7I/AAAAAAAAA9M/Q_k4ZC2QFm4/s320/150620072335-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076269389621570482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmpXfzsR-I/RnKIbliVK8I/AAAAAAAAA9U/0Wwluo5Ox74/s1600-h/150620072337-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmpXfzsR-I/RnKIbliVK8I/AAAAAAAAA9U/0Wwluo5Ox74/s320/150620072337-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076269737513921474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some pictures.  I look dam T000T in the neoprints.  I stone in front of cameras. lol.. very unnatural. &lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home now.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-1855324632197650483?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/1855324632197650483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=1855324632197650483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/1855324632197650483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/1855324632197650483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/06/prompt-prompt.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oxmpXfzsR-I/RnKHu1iVK6I/AAAAAAAAA9E/4ZxGWIMIVGY/s72-c/movie+clique!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-7332389502741292189</id><published>2007-06-13T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T07:20:52.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talking to Chanel after 2 years is fun!!  Haha, come to think of it, she was my best msn chatting partner during sec 3.  Ok, that includes Yew Choon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate selfish people who occupy the library seats for the whole day.  They just leave their stuff there while they go for lunch for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This occurance is not just for one day, but everyday.  Tables occupied this way number up to 7 each day.  So horrible.  DON'T MUG AT THE EXPENSE OF THE WELLFARE OF OTHER PEOPLE LA.  BASTARDS AND BITCHES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-7332389502741292189?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/7332389502741292189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=7332389502741292189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/7332389502741292189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/7332389502741292189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/06/talking-to-chanel-after-2-years-is-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-8627306937923044387</id><published>2007-06-12T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T06:07:45.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Emo song that plays on FIREFOX! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/WTCiZOmYrh"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/WTCiZOmYrh" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to leave you&lt;br /&gt;I don't really wanna go&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna say goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;It's the last thing I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be sad now&lt;br /&gt;Cause 'til you're in my arms again&lt;br /&gt;You'll be inside of my heart&lt;br /&gt;And wherever I go&lt;br /&gt;We'll never really be apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be wishing on the same star&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the same moon&lt;br /&gt;When you're thinking of me, baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll be thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;And no matter where I go&lt;br /&gt;I will be there with you&lt;br /&gt;Wishing on the same star&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the same moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not really over&lt;br /&gt;Baby, it will never be&lt;br /&gt;Long as you keep me in your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there anywhere you are&lt;br /&gt;And when you feel sad&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the love we shared&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling alone&lt;br /&gt;Well, just look up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and baby, so will I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be wishing on the same star&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the same moon&lt;br /&gt;When you're thinking of me, baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll be thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;And no matter where I go&lt;br /&gt;I will be there with you&lt;br /&gt;Wishing on the same star&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the same moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you turn around&lt;br /&gt;It's the same sun that keeps shining down&lt;br /&gt;Wherever we'll be, I know that we'll be&lt;br /&gt;Wishing on the same star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be wishing on the same star&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the same moon&lt;br /&gt;When you're thinking of me, baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll be thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;And no matter where I go&lt;br /&gt;I will be there with you&lt;br /&gt;Wishing on the same star&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the same moon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-8627306937923044387?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/8627306937923044387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=8627306937923044387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/8627306937923044387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/8627306937923044387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/06/emo-song-that-plays-on-firefox-o-its-so.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-6520733392517969944</id><published>2007-06-11T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T10:03:13.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took the wrong bus to school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting patiently for a bus...  for 20 minutes.  And I saw 16, boarding it immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was thinking where I should alight, I realise I took the wrong bus. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't heading to the library today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alighted at the library and took a roundabout to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra time consumed = 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was pretty useful, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But teacher kept asking me for all those terms.  Crap, like I can come up with these terms backhand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i stone.  She waits.  I stone.  Waste time nia.  Dowan to tell me somemore!! Till now I still don't know some terms, she don't want to tell me.  Told me to ask other people. OMG -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, still got 2 questions to ponder over.  Hope I can remember to clarify with somebody. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-6520733392517969944?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/6520733392517969944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=6520733392517969944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/6520733392517969944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/6520733392517969944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/06/took-wrong-bus-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-3465104069771291205</id><published>2007-06-09T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T10:04:08.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just now around 7pm, there was a pair of siblings who were peddling ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity that they have to go around like that, carrying tubs of ice cream by the trolley and knock on every door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a pity, they are of schooling age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a fridge, their ice cream is gonna be syrup soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope they can sell their ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe peddle at HDB flats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like their spirit though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-3465104069771291205?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/3465104069771291205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=3465104069771291205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3465104069771291205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3465104069771291205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-now-around-7pm-there-was-pair-of.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-4375706033227802288</id><published>2007-06-08T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T06:09:46.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being sick sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to gym is so taxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't do a lot of the stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to walk around just to find a suitable station to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, there was none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to struggle over a few stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-2380086078003187758</id><published>2007-05-26T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T08:49:06.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to take early leave after what the school treated the students on Wednesday -  like prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now that vice principal interrogated me like a criminal.   MJ is pathetic..  Go ahead and doubt the students.  Retain them.  Psycho them.  Keep them in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try as you might, you cannot force students to do things against their will.  They will only resent you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mere medical certificate IS just a piece of paper.  So these educators are only concerned with paperwork rather than the health of students.  These two years, even when I am genuinely sick, teachers only call to ask for medical certificates rather than ask about the well-being of the students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That speaks just as much for how good/caring the teachers are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-2380086078003187758?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/2380086078003187758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=2380086078003187758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/2380086078003187758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/2380086078003187758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/05/thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-3705983740963719346</id><published>2007-05-26T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T08:39:28.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wed is like so boring la.&lt;br /&gt;We thought that we could sneak out of school undetected by the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we realised that the gates were locked and main gate was guarded by marshalls and teachers.&lt;br /&gt;We tried to do something new and climb outta the gate via the street soccer court there.&lt;br /&gt;Budden, noooo~..  A P.E teacher had to spot us while it's our turn to climb out. &lt;br /&gt;Luckily he didn't go report us. &lt;br /&gt;We then wanted to go climb via the backgate.. &lt;br /&gt;Our doubts and fears got the better of us as there was a suspicuous camera pointing towards the gate.  LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;We then chilled out at the library watching DEUCE BIGALOW.&lt;br /&gt;Pizza hut and Canadian Pizza service really lack much to be desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canadian Pizza :  First sentence spoken was -  Location location..&lt;br /&gt;I was like HUh? What?  I could hardly make out what that person was saying.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Hut customer service was lacking in experience/knowledge/skills.  Lol whatever.  She couldn't FIGURE out the postal code of Meridian Junior College. &lt;br /&gt;LMAO... It's in Pasir Ris,  it's the only junior college in Pasir Ris,  it's in street 71..  Even without the postal code, these details will suffice, wouldn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, noooo~&lt;br /&gt;She took 20 minutes TRYING to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;Hard pressed for time, I called back later.  Now comes a guy who takes another 10 minutes to figure it out =.=!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the pizza came, the delivery man was dumb enough to go to the GO to look for me.  LOL!  I told him to give me a call when he arrived. He didn't do as he was told.  That's another strike for poor service/attending to customer's instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-3705983740963719346?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/3705983740963719346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=3705983740963719346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3705983740963719346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3705983740963719346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/05/wed-is-like-so-boring-la.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-1536273929707675869</id><published>2007-05-19T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T06:09:08.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday was a super chiong day sia.&lt;br /&gt;After school, the six of us, Yong Cheng, Sathya, Aloysius, Jin Yuan, Daniel and I was like gonna go for lunch, budden Yong Cheng didn't wanna go to subway, so he didn't join us.&lt;br /&gt;On the bus heading towards Pasir Ris MRT station, Daniel was like pestering us to take bus 15 over to Tampines..&lt;br /&gt;I know what he's thinking of...  He has a bus pass, so he wants to take bus.  And since I don't like to see things going so smoothly all the time, when Sathya asked " wan or not? ".. I said no, we go accompany YC take MRT... Then Daniel got pissed off...  IF he wants to go subway now, he has to spend another 45 cents on bus fare.  SOooo... He just went off together with Yong Cheng on the MRT when the others alighted at Tampines.  SO good sia!! =)..  I wanna study psychology if it always work to my favour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Subway, we parted with Jin Yuan and headed over to the gym.   Jin Yong then came over to the gym too.&lt;br /&gt;Over a period of one hour, I feel that I didn't accomplish much since most of the time was spent at the benchpress with the 4 of us taking turns.  Didn't do most of the machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet YZ at Bugis.  Went down to Queensway shopping centre.  Went through the first storey to look for shoes and training attire, but decided to go with the shoes seen back in the first shop.  Bought another shirt there too.  JY bought a nike shirt.  I think his shirt quite nice sia!! &gt;.&lt;...&lt;br /&gt;The adidas shoes cost me 79 dollars and the shirt cost me 59 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed over to cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;Met Pat, Kia Tar and Shurong.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to pastamania for dinna despite running a bit close to late.&lt;br /&gt;Shude then come and join us. =) =)&lt;br /&gt;Didn't finish my pasta...  Still feeling sick.. and the fughi pasta... erm.. not very appetising..&lt;br /&gt;Was late by a few minutes for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Sat behind a skin head guy..  Before even seated, he was " shhh-ing " us le..  Such a bastard.  Sorang guy.. bleahx.. little lonely man..&lt;br /&gt;But then, lonely couldn't cut it.. HE WAS SITTING SO FREAKING UPRIGHT until I had to follow suit to watch the movie without watching his head.&lt;br /&gt;The sound of him scratching his head... za za za... eeeee~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe movie was quite nice though...  I like the graphics :)&lt;br /&gt;followed up, there was pandanomia when Jin Yong lost his wallet... hahha.. but we found it in the end.  And thanks for shude, i didn't lose my phone.  I thought i heard a thump sound when i stood up, but didn't look for it, until shude told me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THen, I saw Ivan again... The first friend i made during the chingay training.  Lol... saw him 3 times by coincidence liao la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to BK for shurong's dinna...&lt;br /&gt;He posed an IQ question..&lt;br /&gt;Got stumped.&lt;br /&gt;Answer revealed, I still was stumped.&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving, I got Kia Tar to go through the question again, still got stumped.&lt;br /&gt;Split le, left with YZ and JY and got them to go through it again.  FINALLY GOT IT LE :p...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home quite late...  Tried on the adidas shirt... Shooo love it!!  It matches the pants i bought 2 weeks ago at the same shop.  Same design sia.  F+50...  IT's a set!!! =))...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired le sia.. still sick =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-1536273929707675869?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/1536273929707675869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=1536273929707675869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/1536273929707675869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/1536273929707675869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/05/friday-was-super-chiong-day-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-6577312533891913312</id><published>2007-05-10T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T03:42:43.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is the educational system screwed up?&lt;br /&gt;Teachers assist students in their studies, but what happens when we get an inefficient teacher?&lt;br /&gt;We suffer, our grades plummet, our future seems bleak.&lt;br /&gt;Following the advancement to support the knowledge based economy, the education policies has made our lives like hell.  What's with the ever-changing education system once every 2-3 years?  We need to review over the fundamental block of learning.&lt;br /&gt;The teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Are people scrambling for the post of teachers just so that they can secure for themselves an iron rice bowl?&lt;br /&gt;Or are there meaningful sustainable reasons?&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that there are some who have a deep underlying reason for teaching and those who have the passion.&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't sure that there are not any of those who apply for the job as it's a slack job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day in day out, go online, print notes, write on whiteboard, students copy, end of lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the teachers play with our grades like that?  That's selfish.  Or is it cause the teachers are incompetent?  They should go back to the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the plan to attract more teachers through higher pay should be reviewed.  It's back to the drawing board for them.  How can teacher's competence be quantified?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see people who devote all their time to their studies.  What does that do to their social lifes?  Are they able to survive out in the economy?  Being soft spoken and introvert, but bearing the positive attitude to follow the wishes of teachers and completing all the homework on time.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how they can survive in the Man eat Man world?  Maybe the schools need to teach them some social skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ace their tests, but can they make it in the real world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-6577312533891913312?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/6577312533891913312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=6577312533891913312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/6577312533891913312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/6577312533891913312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/05/is-educational-system-screwed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-6546214797800906328</id><published>2007-04-30T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T05:26:15.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Addicted over branded sportswear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want mizuno/adidas/nike/puma shirts and pants.!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to PP today, but couldn't find any affordable gear.  The only Adidas pants that I fancied set me back by $64.50...  Pretty scary..  But it sure is nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe heading over to Queensway to find my gear this Friday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-6546214797800906328?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/6546214797800906328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=6546214797800906328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/6546214797800906328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/6546214797800906328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/04/addicted-over-branded-sportswear.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-1937268565536396108</id><published>2007-04-05T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T22:24:52.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday le!! HOliday meant for studying de lor... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An additional day without 3 lessons + 2 weekends make a super long break?  WTF are the teachers trying to fool?  Exaggerate too much le lor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that there's nothing much to complain about the timing for school.. since TJ ends later than MJ for everyday........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting used to life...  Go home, study study..  sleep sleep.. A MUST MUST to finish homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sooooo Love schooll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notx....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-1937268565536396108?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/1937268565536396108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=1937268565536396108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/1937268565536396108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/1937268565536396108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/04/friday-le-holiday-meant-for-studying-de.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-3470672240813192866</id><published>2007-04-02T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T07:00:23.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some jerk ass flies are in my house.  Those kinda heat/light seeking flies that cluster around a light source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First sight of it was in the kitchen..  I just turn on the lights when whoosh.. The sight that lies ahead of me was a room full of those freaking flies..  There's so many...!!! ...!!! O_O O_O O_O O_ OO_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't help that my house is full of those ultra heat generating BIG lights..  I remember this once happened when I was living in my HDB flat.  I was young then..  So many flies simply aroused my curiosity..  but I can't remember my reaction towards those flies... Was it fear or amusement back then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. They are just a bunch of nuisance..&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt NEVER to leave the door of a room open, even with the lights on, the aircon and the fan running.  I spent 10 minutes after that slapping, clapping, stomping, shoving, picking those flies outta my stuff and dump it outta my window.  GeeZzz... what a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's next...  Termites invasion?  OMG.. lol =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-3470672240813192866?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/3470672240813192866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=3470672240813192866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3470672240813192866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3470672240813192866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-jerk-ass-flies-are-in-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-4211718138905078710</id><published>2007-03-31T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T08:04:17.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's wrong with today sia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I just received my NS medical checkup letter.  Without reading into the letter much,  I plunged head in to the website and got myself an account.  +gee, what an accomplishment+&lt;br /&gt;Nxt.. I have trouble logging into my account.  N shortly,  I HAVE trouble changing my password after password reset.  Which is mandatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I changed my password, I found out I can't use this account to check for the NS medical checkup thingie.  I read further into the letter.  Oh!! I have to use my previous account.  And hey,  I have the previous letters stacked on the table in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. I muz have changed my password, I thought, since the assigned password was invalid.&lt;br /&gt;Then I tried all the passwords that came up to my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FInally!!! UNTIL MY ACCOUNT GOT LOCKED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I tried the hotline, which... all the options available, none serves my need for a lost password reset.  Then i continue with the letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then oh crap la..  There was a new password assigned at the bottom of the letter =.=!!!  And to add on to it, the account is only available to me from 4th April onwards.&lt;br /&gt;+ feels like april fool to me now +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now late at night.  I see something freaking disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing some ruffling sound, I looked up at the curtain and saw a GIGANTIC FLYING FAST MOVING, SPEEDY cockroach.  OMFG.!!  Then i went off to get the broom...  When i came back and on the lights, I saw another GIGANTIC COCKROACH!!..  The former cockroach went on to seek out the latter cockroach and got their ASSES stuck together..  I could have sworn that they were mating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes my freaking-freaked out counter-measure.   I aimed the broom like a missile at the couple...  Cause the wall's just too high for my reach and there's no way I am gonna stand directly under the wall shoving the couple .... What if they drop on my head!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the roches got into range after the " missle " attack..  I tried to shove them with the broom..  ANd they moved together with their freaking asses stuck together... IN UNION SOMEMORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N now they are lost amist behind the newspapers and someother junk, not to mention, some of my bags.  Then, comes one of their family members, who got slapped by the broom by me!! And sent outta the front door.  Then my father came, and he saw a roch hiding behind the curtain and he smashed it and out goes the dead roch..  Now i wonder where the couple is... or was the roch my father killed, the female roch?  WHo knows!!! IT'S A MYSTERY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roches must be seeking my house as the nearest warm spot as my neighbour has just busted their house and "  razed it to the ground level "...  It must be the bulldozer that displaced the roches from their nesting area and seek out higher level safety...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such emotional distress... is one that can do without...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a post todae...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-4211718138905078710?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/4211718138905078710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=4211718138905078710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/4211718138905078710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/4211718138905078710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-wrong-with-today-sia-firstly-i.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-66222918950254224</id><published>2007-03-10T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T07:48:32.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hold on to things tightly..  Savouring that moment when it remains vivid in my memory.  Eventually, when that memory slips off my mind, I will just brush it off as though nothing happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, late at night..  My mind is really starting to slow down..  I never liked my life fast paced.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs of weariness begins with a yawn, followed by heavy eyelids...  Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't life nice if it's just a comedy + romance with a little romance in between? I have a knack for comedy.  It tickles, doesn't it?  I have to agree...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-66222918950254224?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/66222918950254224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=66222918950254224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/66222918950254224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/66222918950254224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-hold-on-to-things-tightly.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-6419448011893439222</id><published>2007-03-10T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T07:08:24.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I get emotionally attached to the wrong things MOST of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, it's my P.E tshirt..  I guess cause it's money spent on the shirt and this is a blunder that could be avoided.  I lost it in Punggol Sec..  What a fool i muz have been..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can emo over anything..  Geez..  Bad sia...  O .. It's great to know that my friend is in love with my older " sis "..  They have been quite close together for a long time.  HOpe all the best for them.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block test starts next Monday.  It kick starts with GP paper.  All the best to me. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, i hope the shirt doesn't get disposed of. =))  O well ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-6419448011893439222?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/6419448011893439222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=6419448011893439222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/6419448011893439222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/6419448011893439222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-guess-i-get-emotionally-attached-to.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-2391019108850744299</id><published>2007-03-04T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T05:40:08.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got a B for Chinese, Zzzz.. heck care le.  O, but then, Wang Zai at WhiteSands sells great food but the soya bean milk is not worth is for 2bucks.. It just tastes like the average drink u buy from hawker centre.. I'd expect better soya bean milk from a eatery selling HK food.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat training was crap again.  Lost against the sec3s..&lt;br /&gt;Lack team spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Unhappy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty much at the end of the day, we were all pulling long faces.  )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with Shude and Kia Tar to Bugis... COMbed the whole of EDGE three times i think... and still cannot find one really cute handphone pouch which looks like a cotton shirt with a zip in the middle of it.  haix..  No mood to buy other things too..  ANd i lost at the arcade too..  DIdn't pick up a single soft toy.. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Shude at the arcade..&lt;br /&gt;We moved on to Bugis Street.. It's the 5th time for me walking the entire street without buying anything..&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go back to Bugis Junction again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the creepy part...&lt;br /&gt;At the junction between the bugis street and the Bugis Junction comes a middle section between the traffic lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kia tar goes :  " Maybe I will see somebody I know. "&lt;br /&gt;He points... CHULA!! &lt;br /&gt;I was like.. + are you playing a trick on me cause i just mentioned that on saturdays trainings, my mood will be adversely affected by playing with Chula on the same team.+&lt;br /&gt;He goes again.. CHULA!~&lt;br /&gt;Then i saw him.. +Crreepps+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to pretend I didn't see him, but Kia Tar still went ahead and say hi..&lt;br /&gt;No point for me to pretend liao.. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back at the Bugis Junction, at the booking tickets area, Kia Tar goes again.. " Maybe I will see somebody I know AGAIN. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he points!!!  OMG SIA.. YUZHEN =.=!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks la, common friend again.. &lt;br /&gt;Kia Tar seems to have the magical power today.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We combed the EDGE again.. since i wasn't so easily deterred.. well.. NO HOPES LE LA.. Still cannot find..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THen I saw a Ruth look-a-like at the third floor.. some shop la..  OMG.. I WENT TO SAY " HI RUTH. "  The poor little girl looked at me, and I still don't know i made a mistake.. OMG.  SHE LOOKS SO FREAKING ALIKE.  Same hairstyle, same skin tone, same big eyes, same shape.. OMG LA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THen the next shop, we saw FIona.. =o!! &lt;br /&gt;Then we went to comb the whole bugis junction before faster siaming out of Bugis cause got a big de DeJa Vu feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))  I want that pouch badly T_T..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-2391019108850744299?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/2391019108850744299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=2391019108850744299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/2391019108850744299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/2391019108850744299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/03/got-b-for-chinese-zzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-8876596310026550574</id><published>2007-02-25T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T05:16:09.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHINGAY'S over!! I can go back to Saturdays trainings now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kick start with Friday's chingay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining by the time I arrived at Somerset Mrt station.  Wen Xuan led me to the tentage. (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, otherwise, i will be lost.  =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my group, TM29 and the group leader (SiMin) for TM30 . Hahhax.. She helped me a lot sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being a group leader has it's vast benefits, you get to control people, get a free lightstick, get to know other leaders + sector ic and better testimonial!! wahhahhaax :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK bahx.. It started pouring not long after I arrived, then we all had to wear ponchos to prepare for dismissial to the site..  Took photos in the poncho thing, but still, photos ain't with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dismissial to the site : In charge of dispersal ( traffic management )&lt;br /&gt;We know nuts about what to do actually, so we just do what we think is appropriate.  So basically we were just sitting around.&lt;br /&gt;Left 4 people from my group : melissa, janice, rebecca and fiona at sector 2, in front of the heeren..&lt;br /&gt;Then i sat together with tsang yi, shiang ming and si min in front of the orchard point.  Didn't even get to watch the performance as the performing groups were just walking along our area and performing in front of the orchard plaza, can't get to see much as we were at a bad angle from it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bacfk and took Mrt with SiMin.. and my father fetched me at Paya Lebar mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 12+ midnight.  Pretty slack but tiring &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day, Saturday.  I went for morning training for volleyball.  Zzzz.. there was one freaking turn that i made and I fell and hurt my back.  And from the match training, I am getting dam f**king pissed off at Chula la.  Being in a team, formation is important, and he messed up mine.  He's dam fuking overzealous, or cocky shyt in that sense..  Sorry for being biased, but I hate that look on his face.  What can i do?  I judge people by their looks, and his doesn't help. bleahx!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed over to the tentage after my training.  HEhez, my father sent me there =).  Late for the briefing, but missed nothing much, I have friendly sector ICs, haha, brother and sister.  And his sister thought I was from CJ.. Then she looked so friendly.. hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Long John Silvers for lunch.  Then I had to eat my dinner =.=...  Siang Ming went to put the onions which she dowan, and DROPPED on the floor, into my cup which she assumed that I have finished corz there ain't any water except for ice.  Freaking stunned when she told me that AFTER I had drunk from the cup.  &gt;.&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rained again.. then stop again.. Zzzz...  Sationed at the orchard plaza today, get to watch the performances, and Siang Ming and I pretty much just stood around there, with the rest of my group sitting down opposite us, watching the performances.  lols.  TIred seh!!! Standing leh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formed a human chain at the end, to " sweep " people away from the zone.  V. tired!!! ONly people left from my group are Siang Ming and me... the rest left me T_T..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh.. Saw Wei Jin and his friend.  Then my father sent us back. =)..  Won't see Siang Ming again. Sad sia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the day, picture taken with Siang Ming.  Thanks for the ring!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l34/Rain4u_89/DSC00271.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-8876596310026550574?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/8876596310026550574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=8876596310026550574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/8876596310026550574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/8876596310026550574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/02/chingays-over-i-can-go-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-3921636174725519342</id><published>2007-02-20T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T03:59:49.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the table that my Sec one class ( 1B) has for recess!!  The  first table of the row with our class name " marked " with invisible ink.  Who dares mess with our table?  Only till sec 2 then 2A come and mess with our table. HAizzz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-3921636174725519342?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/3921636174725519342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=3921636174725519342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3921636174725519342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3921636174725519342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/02/random-i-miss-table-that-my-sec-one.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-1185912634350397810</id><published>2007-02-19T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T05:49:05.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Note to self - I cannot gamble.  I just lost all the money that i brought for CNY yesterday.  Even had to resort to opening one red packet to recoup some of my losses, though not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much the same old boring days..  People come and go..  Not much is said, not much is heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Chinese chess with my 2nd Aunt's son today..  Glad that time pass by faster that way.  Not many people today.. Two Mahjong tables and the house is pretty empty other than whizzing energetic kids and the poor old people like me. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it's damn cool seeing two of my older cousins with their girlfriends. Whahhaha...  So pretty.. matches them well. :D  It's also a pretty long period liao, the longest being 6 yrs+ and the shortest being 3 yrs +.  It's dam cool la.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-1185912634350397810?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/1185912634350397810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=1185912634350397810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/1185912634350397810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/1185912634350397810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/02/note-to-self-i-cannot-gamble.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-8679643868828213904</id><published>2007-02-16T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:06:58.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY, holidays!!&lt;br /&gt;Study break.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have two " sisters " le. :D.  Mei Mei from River Valley Sec.  Jie Jie from J2, mj, but one yr older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knew my Mei Mei from Chingay rehearsals, o well, i shall wait and see how she dotes on her " bro ". =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chingay's coming up next week!! SHIOK SEH.  Friday and Saturday.  My group is a pretty friendly bunch.  I am gonna play pool with them on Saturday, provided I can have early release from my training on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Met a few crazy people from school, creepyyyy~  Ranging from J1 to J2s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insane J1s too hyperactive during my training with them le.  I cannot cope sia &gt;.&gt;.  Only I got the hyperactive grp.. lols..  Training them is even more tiring than my normal trainings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch the Epic Movie yesterday... It &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;... THIN PLOT POOR SPECIAL EFFECTS.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-8679643868828213904?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/8679643868828213904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=8679643868828213904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/8679643868828213904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/8679643868828213904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/02/yay-holidays-study-break.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-8123739909899475520</id><published>2007-01-31T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T03:51:17.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Test again.  Maths test at the end of the day.  Did my best.  But still, didn't commit to memory some formulas.  And so.. might not make it.  =&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training the recreation v-ball  people.  Daryl pon-ed &gt;&lt;.  Smart guy.  Lols.  THink my attitude is getting a bit/lot worse..   keep daoing people.  The j2 recreation girls need help in digging.  So i helped them.  Then they ask me for my name and class.. like wanna be more interactive like that..  Then i told them la.  But then they asked me why I never ask them back.  I told them " corz you people ask one person easy what.  Then i need to know two person's name + classes " lols la...  But i still bothered to ask their names in the end, except for classes :P.. corz classes are useless one.. i dunno my close friends classes even lor.. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The j1 recreation girls i also dao.  I just train them, don't bother on commenting. &gt;.&gt;...  Kevin and Kia Tar said i can find a gf one.. just that my attitude seriously sux.  I agree on the attitude part.  Hahha..  Study is good..  Me no talkie to girls.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-8123739909899475520?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/8123739909899475520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=8123739909899475520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/8123739909899475520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/8123739909899475520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/01/test-again.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-2294252998927988006</id><published>2007-01-06T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T06:15:00.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sheesh..  My thumb got injured again during setting.  It's worse this time round.  I am damn bored during trainings le.  No way am I gonna go during friday trainings.  It's a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;Tk CCA recruitment drive is still as boring as ever, but i managed to see a few teachers, at least that made my day. Hey, a JC yr2 is a nice thing to say hor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher :&lt;br /&gt;Where are you schooling now?&lt;br /&gt;Me :&lt;br /&gt;" MJ. "&lt;br /&gt;Teacher :&lt;br /&gt;" year2 le right?  "&lt;br /&gt;Me :&lt;br /&gt;" Yep. "  + yr 2 just sounds nice +&lt;br /&gt;.... and so on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty easy to be satisfied.  It's the simplicity in life that i like.  So many " vicitorie " in tk today, didn't even promote their cca.. so sad... Just show off only.  N.. to think that i am gonna spend 21 bucks on those two shirts and that shoebag.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna buy liao.  Now I must save up for Adidas jersey/slingbag/black jeans/shirt/chocker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As least there's retail therapy to look out for. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-2294252998927988006?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/2294252998927988006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=2294252998927988006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/2294252998927988006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/2294252998927988006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2007/01/sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-3431885161957473658</id><published>2006-11-28T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T06:20:18.425-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slack much?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last Sunday's Kayaking CIP was hella fun.  But, i had issues with my contacts once again.  It's the fifth time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time : Right contact fell onto the sink and I was hardpressed for time.  Had to dump the right contact and leave with a pair of specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd time : Right contact tore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd time : Left contact tore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th time : Took me one hour in getting my right contact in and right contact tore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th time : Half an hour in getting my right contact in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these happened in less than a month.  And i only wore my contacts for like 8~9 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i happily left home to Pasir Ris to meet up with the others for kayaking.  Benjamin, Maya,  Yong Cheng, Yong Ler. ( Alphabetical order ).&lt;br /&gt;Waited for an hour.  Took wrist bands.  Given wrong colour.  Different group from most of the Meridians.  We had to go with the ODAC people.  So boring.  Hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad that we had kayaking background.  Benjamin and I just simply breeze through the whole thing.  Except for the picking litter part, i would assume that it's a pretty easy and fun cip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we raced others.  We steered clear.  We rammed.  We drifted away.  I banged Benjamin's head a few times.  Pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And best of all, it's all freeeeee!!!  Sure helped me mend up that hole in my pocket.  We all enjoyed it.  YEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Wen Xuan for asking me along.  Thanks to Peng Guang for giving me the details.  Peng Guang's mother actually has royal blood, related to the Qing Dynasty.  Surprising.  So that makes PG a princess.  lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day before the kayaking trip, a Saturday.  My family went to PP to get my father some new clothing for work.  It's rather tiring to be on the lookout for parking space.  There were people who failed to signal but demanded that lot.  And people who just so happened to be in front/behind us.  We were just not lucky.  Have to find out what's the problem with my family.  We are always so unlucky, luck ain't on our side.  Can't strike ToTo and stuff like that.  Had to get through with hardwork..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Isetan.  My father's quite casual, here choose shirt, there choose pants.  And we had two salesgirls who had to attend to us.  HEhe.  All the stuff add up to $1000.  ANd how great that felt.  To have altogether three salesgirls to pack the clothing and settle the bill.  Consumer sovereign!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I only spent $2.50 on a crispy chicken pancake burger at WaterRise.  It's freaky.  THe girl at the counter was scary, seductive... ARRRHHHHH...................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-3431885161957473658?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/3431885161957473658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=3431885161957473658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3431885161957473658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/3431885161957473658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/11/last-sundays-kayaking-cip-was-hella-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-116368375142626093</id><published>2006-11-16T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:08.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like just realised i was conned.  Two shirts at queensway cost me 80 bucks+++?  Can't be la.  ONe shirt = 40+.  OMG. CONNED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First shirt cost me 36.  Ok.  Second shirt can't be like 43?  Somemore she said got discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the shop sells shirts with nice designs, avoid it!!!!  Corner shop at Queensway : Faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, I think slower le, money's like gone gone la.  I think i go atm check how much money i have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo.. back from atm.  Stunned sia.  poor liao ahh!!!!!! I am gonna psyched myself to forget the pin code.  YEA.  poor poor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-116368375142626093?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/116368375142626093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=116368375142626093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/116368375142626093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/116368375142626093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-like-just-realised-i-was-conned.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-116296446112564883</id><published>2006-11-07T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:08.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahah!  Hate post about Studies gone.  DUnno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about studying.  MJ is all about studying.  Life is getting critically realistic.  THe school gives you bunch of crap talk.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday MUZ study, getting everybody paranoid.   That's when the principal mentioned a 4 hour weekday, 10 hours weekend daily study schedule.  Our spirit went down.  Knowing that we will fail to keep to such a strict schedule, we lost hope that we might be promoted.  That's the bitch part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after dumb promotions.  They said now holidays got more time.  Everyday can study 10 hours.  Morning shift, lunch, Afternoon shift, Dinner, Night shift.  BASTARD SPEECH.  Making every single people paranoid and now my relationship with my parents is on thin ice.  Every single farking time they ask me to study corz of the speech made that was eventually passed down to them by the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you drive a person to a corner, the more reluctant he is to change.  Now i am accustomed to this " study " " study " speech until i feel more demoralising whenever I see the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out everyday.  Go library slack, go study.  Away from my house at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's my CCA gonna start?&lt;br /&gt;When's my days gonna be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.. but it hasn't recovered since the week after O lvls.  I was too obssessed with relationship last time until I forgot to keep in contact with my friends.  I need a break manz.. From those dumb mj study speeches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't work during this holiday.  Gonna spend the remaining salary that i have to survive past this 2 months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-116296446112564883?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/116296446112564883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=116296446112564883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/116296446112564883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/116296446112564883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/11/ahah-hate-post-about-studies-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115858185934147820</id><published>2006-09-18T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:08.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLOGGING AGAIN.  I am gonna go back to school everyday during the study break next week.  Really sia, haven't been studying.  I am doomed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a teacher be smiling and scold people?  Freaky, i would say.  That's what i will call sacarstic.  That's my chem teacher for you to know.  And my gp teacher ain't teaching.  YAY.  THEY aren't worth keeping.  MOE should fire them.  ESP my gp teacher, she does nothing.  Can sleep and slack.  But english is gone-case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that blardy dumb talk about rewarding teachers?  INcreasing their pay, make their jobs look more attractive.  That's attracting more junk than quality.  MOre junkheads and applying for teachers for that iron rice-bowl.  Hope they realise their lives are meaningless and live in depression for the rest of their lives.  =)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random note:  Sakae buffet rox!  Growing fatter.  Gym days on tuesdays, corz nobody to play vball with during p.e.  All play soccer.  The girls in tennis.  Can't be bothered to play with them. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115858185934147820?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115858185934147820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115858185934147820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115858185934147820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115858185934147820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/09/blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115674575604114313</id><published>2006-08-27T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:08.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Second post for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are weird.  They know nuts about some issue and they claim to know it all.  They appear to be noble, to be above all.  C'mon, do something to impress me.  So there you are, sitting comfy in your own group.  You wanna know what's wrong.  let'em tell u, the foundation ain't there.  Surely you ain't oblivion to this obvious fact.  Or is it that you have never considered such a problem will interfere with whatever you are trying to achieve?  If you think that using beautifully crafted words can make your conscience feel better, then go ahead.  When a whole group fails to achieve something, the leader is questioned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my qtn, what will leaders do to bond everybody together?  In this instance, I see them showing attitude.  Separating people.  It ain't individual accomplishment that we are referring to here.  It's a group accomplishment.  Problems lie with how leaders relate to the individual and the ideas that they instill into the individuals.  It will never come together.  Not the group.  But only as an individual or partial groups where cliques form within the group that opposes to the ideal as a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya blog.. This is a crazy post... blahx..  It relates to the class, but i dunno what i am typing =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115674575604114313?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115674575604114313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115674575604114313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115674575604114313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115674575604114313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/08/second-post-for-day-some-people-are.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115674415539554754</id><published>2006-08-27T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:08.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Piangs..  Sick from yesterday to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combination of the potent and lethal stuff....&lt;br /&gt;-Milo Dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;-Vball training : 2 matches under the hot sun&lt;br /&gt;-Sat lunch at KFC : fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;-Desert at Haagan Daaz : chocolate chip cookie icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like that la..  Now my voice gone liao.. Trying to get an antidote.&lt;br /&gt;-4 strepsils taken so far&lt;br /&gt;-2 strips of sour plum sweet&lt;br /&gt;-1 cup of lime juice&lt;br /&gt;-Lots of sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz...  Back to sat.. sian.. my vball skills sux bah.. only played 2 matches out of 4.. the rest averaged out to 3.. i played the least :'(....&lt;br /&gt;-Position : Open Spiker&lt;br /&gt;Vball ppl dam cool la... very easy to make friends de... =p..&lt;br /&gt;Later they went arcade.. then halfway i tio chased out corz i wearing meridian p.e shorts. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today never go sch.. sch will end at 6pm la.. got one test, 2 lectures.. then the rest all redundant.. one make up tutorial which is waste time one... sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a choker last friday, 2 of my classmates bought for me.. haha.. belated birthday present. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115674415539554754?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115674415539554754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115674415539554754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115674415539554754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115674415539554754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/08/piangs.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115616546018853608</id><published>2006-08-21T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:08.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shall blog abt today first.. Skipped last two lessons to go to TB control unit.. SHIOK.. got LOST at novena square... WTH la.. i always get lost &gt;_&lt;..  dunno where to go sia.. like blur blur de.. in the end found my way to the tb control unit.. corz i remember some of the buildings when i was with my friend last time.  SHIOK agn.. dunnid to go back, let the nurse see the bump on my hand, less than 1cm.. much less than 1cm.. so i am discharged.. wheee.. i am immuned after 3 jabs.. i rock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bugis junction.. bugis street... Bought motorola v3i clear plastic cover for 10 bucks and a wallet with the words " sure, wadevr " from My Wallet Shop.  Poor now again...  Didn't get my choker.. waiting for friend to buy for me.. hehex =p...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cutting hair, now i miss my hair.. but now windy shiok :P.......  Hoping for contacts soon... shld be after promos can make liao =p. I want choker too.. the one with black band and metal piece.. very de nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr i will be wearing the mizuno shoes with pink laces.. gud luck to me..!!!!.... with 3 other vball mates.. we rulez =p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian... TIO TAGGED BY PATRICIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:Take a look at your friends,then list up to 11 things you want to say to 11 different friends.DO NOT state who these people are.DO NOT confirm or deny any "comment speculation".Then tag five 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Knew him for like 4 yrs in sec sch.  Same class for 4 yrs.  But hor, we sec 1 and sec 2 different clique, sec 3 starting to know him better.  Sec 4 then start going to his house sometimes.  Corz i only knew he live close to me like in sec 4?...  Now in same jc, though different classes now, but same cca... hella fun!!!  We are both leos.. :P..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Quite funny sia this guy.  First training his teachings very de gud... then he big size too ... cool team player.  But now we are in same cca  clique.  He's dam cool and funny la...  Teach me a lot on vball...  Then now we are crazy..  we always have the craziest ideas... pink laces for school.. then we try to influence other ppl.. YEA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. THis girl is insane and crazy!!!  First day i see her think she guai guai one, but NOOOOooo...  She scolds supervisors behind their back.. then when working, always come late and leave RIGHT on time de.  But it's she talk to me first one.. and she lives near humminghouse... hahax..  Now she's really insane.. in poly with all guys surrounding her..  But heys.. it's fun talking to her online.  N hey.. it's been cool.. hahax.. while working can find her having lunch and also sat morning come early can talk to this insane girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. to be continued.... TIring sia!!!!... i on to the 4th person i tired le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPl to tag...&lt;br /&gt;:Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Jing Huang&lt;br /&gt;Kevin&lt;br /&gt;Yuzhen ( tagged by me and pat lols )&lt;br /&gt;Ruth ( for fun, ur blog has been dead for sometime )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115616546018853608?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115616546018853608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115616546018853608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115616546018853608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115616546018853608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/08/shall-blog-abt-today-first.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115591191019447571</id><published>2006-08-18T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:08.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!! my birthday. This yr's the best la, although i wasn't with any of my close friends. I don't have many anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning woke up.. 3 smses... From Yumei(11.56pm), Jin Yuan(11.57pm) and Daron(12.08am) Thx u ppl =)!!. Went to school, took Kevin 10 minutes beside me to realise it's my birthday?! It's morning, i forgive u.!!!! Kia Tar came and first setence was to wish me happy birthday!! THx =p...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, during assembly, i a little bit bhb.. told SHok Mei it's my birthday.. then she had to confirm with Kevin then wish me happy birthdayy... yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that mostly just ppl in class randomly saying it's my birthday =p..&lt;br /&gt;Loretta gave me sweets lols :P... hehes&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, the class wanna tao pok me... &gt;_&lt;.. The teacher wanna save me by saying " u have an appointment with me isn't it? ".. but.. i don't like the gp teacher.. too bad &gt;_&lt;... tio tao pok!! Ppl closed the doors and guard it.. before that though, they sang the birthday song =p... Then chaos sia... some ppl stomp on me... one stepped on my foot then the other crushed me &gt;_&lt;.. Grab ppl's private part.. gay sia!!!... then Paul came in and whack the heaviest guy on me. After that, .. lala... Yuzhen called me on the bus to wish me happy birthday.. I am so touched... =p Go TB control unit with jin yuan take TB third jab to check whether got tb bo... Bus ride cost me 6+ dollars &gt;_&lt;... Saw my classmates, xin yi and jie shi before us there too.. but they had to stay behind... Then i went over to orchard road, buy ice cream, macdonalds, then walk around, can't find bus to go to queensway shopping centre!!... Then i had to take cab and pay for it whole &gt;__&lt;.... STUPID GST.. and also we play forfeit... sibei suay... Pui Boon tio chili seeds, wasabi and soy sauce in her green tea before she even drunk it la... wasted 1 dollar.. i tio chili seeds.. wasted 1 dollar too!!! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i went home alone.. corz nobody is taking mrt.. but it's fun!!!! NOw i need a birthday present for wallet and handphone crystal clear plastic casing for motorola v3i and a pouch for the pants :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115591191019447571?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115591191019447571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115591191019447571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115591191019447571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115591191019447571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115547173765882060</id><published>2006-08-13T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:08.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it right to let emotions get the better of you?  I always relate fiction to real life and those sad endings always cause my heart to feel bitter.  That feeling that I have, I hate it so much.  Why can't I maintain? &lt;br /&gt;When everything is gone, what amendments can be made?  Shld we just let go of everything?  If not, what can be done?  Ur heart lies with somebody else, even when we are both in love, u have a pact to fulfil with ur partner.  Even if I confess, I end up in a unclear situation.  It has been so long..  I have loved you for so long, since that day.  Seeing you with another person breaks my heart, but can I speak up for myself?  I am shy,  seeing u together with another people, my feelings..  I feel so bitter.  When we are together, I wonder what you are thinking of.  Me?  I wouldn't know unless you tell me so.  Why do both of us keep quiet.  I follow you through, you done so much for me.  Everybody knows that i still love you,  I know that you love me, but how do i garner the strength to confess to you? &lt;br /&gt;It has been such a long time, we are gonna be separated soon.  My dreams and my feelings all lie with you.  Should I confess now?&lt;br /&gt;My heart chose the direction for me, I rush over to your place.  Upon seeing u, i stumbled.  I feel low again, no, i can't see your face.  I can't be close to you.  I confess to you.. but it's all too late.  U are back with ur partner, my love will stay buried forever..  For you, I will do anything...  But.. my love.. stays buried... my tears start shedding now..  Why... couldn't it be any earlier... If it was any earlier..  we ... we... could.. have been together... It's all too late... just too late...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115547173765882060?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115547173765882060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115547173765882060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115547173765882060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115547173765882060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/08/is-it-right-to-let-emotions-get-better.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115537230840225395</id><published>2006-08-12T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:07.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It started with a mistake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only&lt;/strong&gt; he had corrected it.&lt;br /&gt;If only he had confessed to her.&lt;br /&gt;If only he grab her in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;If only he had kissed her.&lt;br /&gt;If only he had spotted her earlier.&lt;br /&gt;If only he had listened to other people.&lt;br /&gt;If only he had let go of his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;If only he had heard her heart bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;If only he could bring himself to voice out those feelings.&lt;br /&gt;If only he had met her earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If only&lt;/strong&gt; she had stayed by him all the time.&lt;br /&gt;If only she won't be embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;If only she had minded.&lt;br /&gt;If only she had let go of her inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;If only she had confessed earlier.&lt;br /&gt;If only she had held on to him.&lt;br /&gt;If only she didn't let other people get to him.&lt;br /&gt;If only she says how she feels.&lt;br /&gt;If only she won't put up a facade.&lt;br /&gt;If only she had not run away.&lt;br /&gt;If only she had made the correct decision earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE&lt;/strong&gt; loved him.&lt;br /&gt;She admires him.&lt;br /&gt;She followed him to the same high school.&lt;br /&gt;She blushes when he's around.&lt;br /&gt;She gets persuaded by him to follow him.&lt;br /&gt;She confessed to him too late.&lt;br /&gt;She continues with her love for him even though he's attached.&lt;br /&gt;She stares at him even when she's out with another guy.&lt;br /&gt;She only accepts his kiss and hugs.&lt;br /&gt;She feels warm with him around.&lt;br /&gt;She is willing to give her first to him.&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to stay with him.&lt;br /&gt;She wants to lay in his arms forever.&lt;br /&gt;She gives her best for his requests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to confess to her.&lt;br /&gt;He made the confession to the wrong girl.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't see her crying.&lt;br /&gt;He hesistated.&lt;br /&gt;He wavered.&lt;br /&gt;He has his thoughts on her all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEY &lt;/strong&gt;share the same dream.&lt;br /&gt;They follow each other.&lt;br /&gt;They love each other.&lt;br /&gt;They met at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY...  EVERYTHING CAN CHANGE.. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing will change..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever change..&lt;br /&gt;It remains the same, the heartbroken girl..  The wonderful love hidden and will remain buried.&lt;br /&gt;Does these things have to happen?  Too late to ponder over it... The " If only "s...   IT never happen.....&lt;br /&gt;These feelings stay in the heart.. the bitter feeling...  Will it ever go away?..  Love is mystic.. it hurts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115537230840225395?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115537230840225395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115537230840225395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115537230840225395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115537230840225395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-started-with-mistake.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115530258366264536</id><published>2006-08-11T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:07.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love is so..  complex..&lt;br /&gt;I used to think i know everything about it...  But then.  NOT!  Ichigo 100% is really touching..  To want to love and unable to love the one u wish to love..  Letting that moment slip by..  Only after confession till u know it's too late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO... confessions shld be done when it's time.. N not letting it drag on..  When there's an indication of both parties willing, it's confession time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i getting too emotional?  Crap.. I can rewatch a movie 6+ times if i find it nice.. on the same day!...  n thinking about how love is lost in ichigo.. HAIX..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i broke up with ruth during october, the songs i listen to are " aquaris, my confession, guilty. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with ichigo.. the song is " shan hu hai, by jay chow " &lt;br /&gt;Now i can safely say that i have put ruth behind me...  Friends.  aFTER what's on ichigo.. what's more to ponder about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115530258366264536?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115530258366264536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115530258366264536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115530258366264536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115530258366264536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115527616206797756</id><published>2006-08-10T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:07.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ichigo 100% is really so saddening.. How can the artist come up with such an ending... WAD DE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got one guy who liked the other gurl didn't get to be with her even when both of them were fond of each other T_T!! They were so close la.. Always knowing there's love between them.. but the lack of courage saw the guy choosing another girl instead. They could have been such a great couple.. This " summary " is vague.. muz read the manga lols...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never hestitate to confess..  to the true love u have in mind...  It sets me thinking bout life.. Is it really so meaningless?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115527616206797756?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115527616206797756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115527616206797756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115527616206797756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115527616206797756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/08/ichigo-100-is-really-so-saddening.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115518137469496279</id><published>2006-08-09T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:07.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waaa!! I totally missed the whole NDP parade yestd la... Slept on the sofa from 8pm till.. 5am this morning. Always leaving msn on like that -.-...&lt;br /&gt;So.. i woke up morning yest.. went to Suntec to meet Pat at 12.30pm. Missed the station by one-two bus- stop.. Not a long walk anyway.. So we lunched at the kopitiam.. THAT WAS A LONG WALK FROM CITYHALL LOLS. So anyways, Shurong N Yuzhen came at bout 1pm+ like that.. NO LAKEHOUSE MOVIE UNTIL 5PM.. Sianx... SO only movie that the grp hasn't watched yet is MY SUPER EX-GF. Movie was 3.10pm.. Had to walk around in the arcade then play the punch punch thing.. I won the first part la.. FIRST time sia.. last time i tio owned.. But after 3 games, we lost.. I won 1, yuzhen won 2, pat didn't win any rounds :P. Then we went to buy snacks n drinks.. THEN MOVIE TIME! Totally lame movie, nothing much.. i only like how he managed to win the heart of his female colleague.. so nice la :P.. G-Girl totally ugly.. Then after that we all went home.. Yep.. went with pat on the mrt.. even when i have a direct bus home la.. muz thank me?..&lt;br /&gt;Reach home liao then watch ndp for a while.. then gong liao... Woke up this morning didn't even have the " armed policewomen 3/4? " to watch la.. My parents didn't tape for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW READNG ICHIGO 100% MANGA... IT'S LIKE SO NICE LA.... LOVE STORY CAN'T BE ANY NICER.. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.. LOVE IS SO NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. Pat's blog reminded me of the wrong theatre thing la..  Last time went with her n yuzhen to watch " yours, mine and ours " then we went into the cinema and walked to outside a hall.. then we chose our tickets face down, not looking at the hall.. then we just went into the hall we are outside of...  After wondering why the commercials were so long and the movie starting, we realised... it's the WRONG movie... it's DATE movie.. lols..  Then yestd hall 1, normally hall 1 is on the left.. then i reminded them muz see the hall.. it turned out 2 was on the left of 1.. in front of us.. lols...  WONDER WHAT MOVIE COULD HALL 2 BE PLAYING? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115518137469496279?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115518137469496279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115518137469496279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115518137469496279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115518137469496279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/08/waaa-i-totally-missed-whole-ndp-parade.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115460612939667915</id><published>2006-08-03T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:07.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does Singapore really deserve such a low ranking on the courtesy list?  YES, i don't doubt that survey.  Singapore deserves to be on such a low ranking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing that matter out to the public and off to the public transport, we see actions of selfish people.  Does that reflect the bad upbringing of our population?  Yes! There was this courtesy " lion " campaign going on, to give way to alighting passengers, with clear markings made on the platform.  This campaign went on over a long period of time, but did the masses change?  NO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MRT stops at Pasir Ris interchange for 6 minutes, but people just rush in all the same when they c the train stopping.  Did they know they have to stay in the train for 6 minutes before the train starts moving?  Did they spare a thought for commuters who are rushing for work when they were blocking their passage off the train? I guess the dumb people don't know these facts.  I once saw a fat woman trying to squeeze her fat butt onto the seat when all the seats were taken up.  THose poor people next to her had to squeeze, two person on one seats to accomodate that selfish idiot.  They kept mum, they were kind enough to do that without embarrassing that brainless person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now moving on to buses, people always sit on the outside of the seats, along the aisle and placing their minute stuff on the inner seat.  So are buses their GrandFather's bus?  Do they really have a right to do that?  Does an apple deserve a seat on it's own?  NO. Kick those ppl off the bus pls..  N they just can't be bothered to move in deeper of the bus so as to stay closer to the alighting spot.  Inconsiderate people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now deserve the title " the low ranking courtesy country " citizen over my name.  We SO deserve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115460612939667915?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115460612939667915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115460612939667915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115460612939667915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115460612939667915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/08/does-singapore-really-deserve-such-low.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115434407797219179</id><published>2006-07-31T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:07.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tmr i am gonna tio Pangseh-ed by Jin Yuan and Jing Yuan.. they get to go hospital for X-ray.  Long story.. my whole class 19 ppl went for x-ray le... then.. 5 ppl needa take jab.. including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today majorly pissed off by my teachers... Additional lessons all the way till 5pm...  N what they want me to do when i reach home? Study? Tired like hell la...  Then when chem teacher asked us whether we wanna go through the chem corrections, I said " No "... Then the teacher got damn pissed off...  I wonder WHY the reaction?  The corrections can be found in the notes, why bother going to such great lengths..  Waste time only.  Then after that, maths..  RETARDATION.... Teacher was like scolding me twice for not bringing notes.. n it isn't me who didn't bring notes...  I just lent it to my friend to take down corrections for the tutorial for me... =)...  Can't be bothered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad mood liao...  THink others think of me as an asshole... sian... &gt;_&gt;... TMr long day... vball training....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115434407797219179?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115434407797219179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115434407797219179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115434407797219179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115434407797219179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/07/tmr-i-am-gonna-tio-pangseh-ed-by-jin.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115365818450454146</id><published>2006-07-23T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:07.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, i am officially on mugging spree &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a new gf to motivate me in my studies.. then soo... I think i like a girl in my class :P.. she's elegant, tall, quite pretty, not bitchy, nice.  :D...  +dreaming+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalax. Didn't do much studying, but sure did stay off my computer for a while... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming dreaming.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115365818450454146?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115365818450454146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115365818450454146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115365818450454146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115365818450454146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/07/yay-i-am-officially-on-mugging-spree.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115348662900639504</id><published>2006-07-21T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:07.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life &lt;s&gt;rox&lt;/s&gt; SUX as i know it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing you still... I dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is mj really a good sch? Nope! 53 hours left for studying, but where's my momentum? I just wanna go out with u just once this yr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball ain't as fun as i imagined it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gym trainings ain't consistent.. only once so far and training dates are always changing.&lt;br /&gt;2. Maybe i was drilled too much in ncc.. A training at 8am/5pm for volleyball always end up with the main team coming in 15-20 minutes later, where's the discipline? Or do they even care?&lt;br /&gt;3. It's fuking dumb.. I agreed to go for the vball senior farewell party. Then they ask me to write a farewell thank letter to the previous vice capt n capt.. When i don't even freaking know them... Then.. they didn't even inform me of the time/venue, not even now. Even Kevin knew it after asking the organiser... N i am only informed at 6pm when the event starts at 6pm? I don't fuking care abt going, waste of time now. I am even expected to pay for something which was so badly planned. Fine, i am paying, but there's no way i am going for another event, unless i know every single detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vball just got poked by thorns.. gone case again.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my life, i can't find it..&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get outta MJ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115348662900639504?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115348662900639504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115348662900639504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115348662900639504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115348662900639504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-rox-sux-as-i-know-it.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115314342179594046</id><published>2006-07-17T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:06.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U, U, U, S, E, B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grades for midyrs.  Sux.  Gone case!  How am I gonna break the news to my parents sia?  TOo much slacking, no mood, hate teachers, hate mj.  Decent enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am gonna move on to volleyball trainings, gym trainings and a lil bit of mugging and total attention span in class other than boring lecturers who inevitably puts me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vball trainings : Tuesdays N Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;Gym trainings : Wednesday/Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self training at home on Friday most presumably...  Vball gonna be fun. &lt;br /&gt;Playing is so fun.. training is so "enjoyable"... studying is so tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my cca, i don't like my class.&lt;br /&gt;Reasons too many..&lt;br /&gt;MJ planning sux.  thx a lot MJ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115314342179594046?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115314342179594046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115314342179594046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115314342179594046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115314342179594046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/07/dead.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-115089323440954693</id><published>2006-06-21T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:06.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Elow blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne has been fun. I shld have packed well; I left out a short sleeve sweater and my short pants T_T. But generally, I had what I needed for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all.. I wanna thank my parents for sending me off for the trip :).. WHeee... Nice =).&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't know 2 of my roommates, but it's nice because JinYong is my roommate too.  Then we were still wondering who's missing during the check-in corz we dunno the person called Wei De.  Just as Jin Yong qtns the teacher regarding whether Wei De's present, he just raises his hand beside us.  SHOCKING.!&lt;br /&gt;Then there comes the flight... I get to sit beside two of my room mates.  Jin Gui and Jin Yong, with me in the middle.  It's fun.  The food's nice.  Show's nice.  SHow's Ultra Violet,  FireWall and The Date Movie.  I only slept for a short while.  Yea, nice and great trip.  ~2+ hours sleep is nothing much. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then here comes the check in.  I had to go to a separate counter as my picture on the passport is outdated.  Taken during primary 5.  But at least, there's still some resemblance. Then here comes the declaration of medicine.  Initially, everybody has some form of stuff to declare, but in the end, only Jin YOng and I have to get our lugguge scanned.  Medicine taken out.  Crap.  Scary. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial view of melbourne, sunny.  Ok, a big air-con is turned up there.  Nothing more to it.&lt;br /&gt;Let's fast forward it... to the first event.  Stock update.  I was sleeping.  The lecture theatre was green.  OK, THAT'S ALL.  Then lunch.  Ewww... 3 items + rice = 7 AU?  Pricey i would say.&lt;br /&gt;But at least due to the long queue in the minature shop, we were given time off to walk around.  Kevin, Jin Gui, Jin Yong and I took a walk at the Mall there.  Kevin was fantasised by the brown leather boots there.  80 AU.  OK.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I saw a lot of boxing kangaroos there.  TOo common i would say, to bring home as soveniers.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to generalise, I will only cover shopping and summarise other events.  Who says only girls love shopping? =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were brought about by a tour bus with the driver called DON.  He gives us information of the stuff we see on our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only educational parts of the trip when i didn't fall asleep was during the tour around the convention centre of melbourne, half of the Monash University lecture ( I UNDERSTAND WHAT THE LECTURER'S TEACHING ) and also the morning tour of the wholesale market and half of the talk and last but not least, the last speech given by a lecture at Chili Padi ( a restaurant ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of the trip, we were given time off for a tour around the Victoria market.  I bought a long sleeve shirt and a dog tag there, with the words ( Deep Slumber ) ( Rebells ) engraved on each side * I polished it with the wrong compound, now my dog tag's scratched T_T*  I saw the ring, 20AU.  It was nice, I wanna get one for myself, but i cannot get the ideal size n shape, as Jin Yong and that Kevin were asking me to get bigger n fatter ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-115089323440954693?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/115089323440954693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=115089323440954693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115089323440954693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/115089323440954693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/06/elow-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114821121163842968</id><published>2006-05-21T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:06.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If i keep missing the past, then I can't move on. &lt;br /&gt;Goodbyes hurt.. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i am so sentimental that i am missing yesterday already.&lt;br /&gt;1.  I will be going to Melbourne, Australia for a week during the June holidays for economics enrichment program.  It took me 4 days to settle everything - get form from teacher.  Sign form. Pass cheque.  Renew passport.  Submit photocopy of passport tml morning.  THere are still a lot of problems... very vexing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I just hurt my finger corz of vball.  The ODAC ppl played vball better than me.  sian. More training pls?.  I wanna be in committee. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.. so many things.. i lazy to type. HW time.  School still sux..  Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114821121163842968?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114821121163842968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114821121163842968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114821121163842968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114821121163842968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-i-keep-missing-past-then-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114742021621311630</id><published>2006-05-12T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:06.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday fun la!... last period 2.4km... i got last position at 12.07 seconds lol!.. which is a B i think... my classmates super fit la.. Two guys who are slower than me both ABSent... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's.. SILVER : 2.4km, 12.07mins [B/C?]&lt;br /&gt;Sit and Reach, 38cm [D]&lt;br /&gt;Pull-Up, 5 [C]&lt;br /&gt;Sit-Up, 50 [A]&lt;br /&gt;Standing Broad Jump, 228cm[C]&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle Run, 9.7s [A]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, 4+2+3+5+3+5 = 22 points!! =p SILVER!!!!!!!! oh yeah!!!! No need to retake during term 3 and 4... ALL GAMES FROM NOW ONWARDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLayed volleyball after sch with Kevin for about 1 hour, initially, it was training spiking, digging and setting until Augustine came with his friend. Then we played 2 on 2... Augustine, our vball yr 2 senior.. super tall sia.. =)... I am super scared of his powersurf/ jumpsurf... Kevin had to leave at 5.20+ for his REACH rep meeting... then we all stopped playing. I went to mac's to buy dinner for both of us during the chinese music extraordinare.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Jin called me on my way back to school to tell me that Ben sum and him are coming to MJ for the concert.. w00t.. mj uniform sia.. I went back to school then i said can let the floorball classmates have some of my fries... after coming out of the changing room, my extra large coke GONE SIA!!! TMD!!!!!... A LITTLE BIT OFF LIAO LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classmate whom i entrusted my food to didn't take care of my food =(... TOok a while for wei jin to reach mj.. he took his own sweet time sia... We went in late, got the lousy seats even with the best tickets... Quite ok la... 5 Solo, 2 duets, 1 band.. then the campus SUPERSTAR came to grace the event... the emcees dunno how to talk, asked him to get down the stage.. LOL. He performed 2 songs and answered qtns during interview by the emcees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all... the band super power.. Jian xin on fire sia... so hyped!... i don't like the voalist, lennard i think.. My ex-primary school classmate.. he super de act act. Don't like this kinda ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended from at 9.30, from seating at 6.30 to performance at 7.10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home jiu koon liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis morning, woke up late. Almost missed my timing for the gpp discussion with my PW group... in the end, i was the earliest at 9.15 when the timing shld be 9.00am. Yong Ler, my PW leader couldn't find the place even when she was the earliest. =p... Then we sat and talked until 10am... while stoning and doing homework ( one part of a 2 part maths qtn ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sathya came at 10am... he's quite sick la... but still, constructive work done.. Had my breakfast at bk =p... So finish at 11.30am... ONe guy who was supposed to bring his PI to do didn't come... he didn't reply all our smses, calls... bet he's still sleeping. Still asked me to be punctual... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Went home la... Yong Ler stopped at Bedok MRt station too... yup... that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAN DIAO!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114742021621311630?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114742021621311630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114742021621311630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114742021621311630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114742021621311630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterday-fun-la.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114717964138792646</id><published>2006-05-09T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:06.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two tests today, econs and chem prac theory test.  Both which i did really badly.  I didn't get to finish chem qtn 2... which is like 4 marks out of 20 marks i think.  Then i got qtn 1 last part wrong =(... 150 moles of water molecules in 1 mole of CuSO4.nH2O... That's ridiculous la... but then agn, i spent a lot of time checking the front part until i was doing the ending part then i ran out of time... I got negative value at first lol... then i anyhow change... sure screwed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN'T PASSED A SINGLE FREAKING TEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs screwed too la!!! tmd...&lt;br /&gt;N fuk la... one guy everytime piss me off in chemistry de... say he finish fast.. then today says he finish liao still got so much time.. somemore he got everything correct la... SO UNFAIR.. 16 POINTER.... toot la!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the problem la.... aiya... tmr physics and chinese compo... start studying physics now... hw... someother time perhaps.. or maybe after studying! =p&lt;br /&gt;cya blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114717964138792646?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114717964138792646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114717964138792646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114717964138792646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114717964138792646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/05/two-tests-today-econs-and-chem-prac.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114691146370273606</id><published>2006-05-06T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:06.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahhh... volleyball's out of air, the lights outta my life.  Today didn't use the school's volleyball corz it's punctured liao... what to do? it's a school ball. =(  today i always hit the ball so high that it landed at the condo n the neighbour's backyard... pro player ^^ after pumping the ball over at kevin's house, the ball still continues to flatten =(.... that sux... how how how....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114691146370273606?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114691146370273606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114691146370273606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114691146370273606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114691146370273606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/05/wahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114684542020896819</id><published>2006-05-05T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:06.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PI is as tough as D&amp;T in the ideas part man... tio stuck then forget it liao, Mental block.  I don't think i can ever click with my class... i don't see a lot of tksians doing that either, it's the class problem?  My class is full of ppl who doesn't develop friendship de, then Kia Tar has a great class, same goes to Kevin...  I see ppl like ronald going along with other tksians n dong hao,  Stanley seems to be having issues with his class in his blog.  There has got to be a better way to make friends.  Nice classmates, but not as friends.&lt;br /&gt;Today got the GP movie, i wanna pon the movie thing and go over my PI with my CT but then she said priority goes to the movie as it was earlier mentioned that it's compulsory.  IT's A GREAT MOVIE BTW.... HOLLAND OPUS I THINK... great n touching... =)  Went to Bugis later with Kevin agn to buy bag... he got a nicer bag than me at an even lower price..  =(=(=(  got my shoebag at 19 dollars.. a bit of a rip off... but then cannot find any better ones around.  Oh yah, i saw Pat... kinda sudden la...&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied her to take the MRT... then the kids push me from my left, the mother push me from behind... when there is Kevin in front of me n Pat beside... grrr... nxt time i push them out when door is closing... &lt;br /&gt;PI tmr... gonna do a great one... =)... Sounds impossible... but i am the man who makes the impossible possible... hahha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114684542020896819?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114684542020896819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114684542020896819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114684542020896819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114684542020896819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/05/pi-is-as-tough-as-dt-in-ideas-part-man.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114666022027459175</id><published>2006-05-03T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:06.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ystd i slept at ard 7pm+. Still feel so tired. &lt;br /&gt;This morning, i had to rush to school at 7.30 and the teacher told me only then through a phone call that she had to cancel the PI " help scheme ".  It's like it sux la, i had to trouble my father to wake up early to send me to school early on a Wed morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only went for two lessons today, can leave early as i have to watch the competition of MJ vs AJC volleyball boys competition.  They played well, but they lost two sets to nil.  I shan't comment.  Ok, i am gonna play better hopefully and prove those haixing ppl wrong.  Don't like them la... To each his own, just don't bring others down with you.  I am a beginner, but i am trying hard enough, give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From CCAB to bugis... then sch.. then home.... Met Vera, Jennifer and some other ex-tk indonesian-chinese... cool sia... Vera eh!!....  Bought a new bag without haggling with the price, sian... wasted a few dollars.  Somemore like... it took me dam long to find a bag la... i dowan to spend more time, and now i think the bags at PP is nicer, but too bad =(..  Still can't find a shoe bag and new shoes, choker... or weights.. too many things to buy... then Kevin and Kia Tar ain't helping =p... O well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today got gp essay to complete... die la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114666022027459175?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114666022027459175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114666022027459175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114666022027459175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114666022027459175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/05/ystd-i-slept-at-ard-7pm.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114647984059509782</id><published>2006-05-01T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:05.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's strange that as I grow up, i don't long to grow up but to relive my past childhood.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda feel deprived of my childhood, not that it's my parents fault, but cause I didn't understand the importance of having a childhood and was eager to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want those carefree times.&lt;br /&gt;Days when i can just pass by without caring about homework.&lt;br /&gt;Hours that i can waste by just drifting off to space ( not that i don't do it nowadays, but i am normally abrupted by thoughts of hw ).&lt;br /&gt;Collecting pocket money and saving up for laptop, hp, tv. No such thing as competing with friends, movie outings weekly, getting into gd books of other ppl, getting pissed off by other ppl. Carefreee...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, as time passes, getting influenced by ppl ard me ain't a gd thing... =(... I wanna live in my own world.&lt;br /&gt;Oh... if only i can stay in my room, lie back against the wall on the bed and watch an endless stream of pokemon with the air conditioner on.. + fantasising +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haix.. now i just wanna get a degreee, settle down, get a BIG landed property, get married... earn big bucks... YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can see all these materialising right before me now... + drifting off to space agn +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114647984059509782?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114647984059509782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114647984059509782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114647984059509782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114647984059509782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-strange-that-as-i-grow-up-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114630287593298668</id><published>2006-04-29T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:05.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that person whom i ain't happy with recently is quite a OK guy... hmm... sounds weird but he's ok, doesn't piss me off liao, still got talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;I went to tpjc to watch the soccer match.  I thought that MJ might lose for an instance as tpjc was leading by 1-0 n later by 2-1... but in the end, MJ triumphed with 3-2 over tp... YAY...&lt;br /&gt;I met Ruth...&lt;br /&gt;Now i know why we broke, it's corz of religon.  Her religon doesn't allow dating with a free-thinker.  Her sis was against it since the 1st day so she broke with me.  I can't believe it, not even now.  It took her 8 months to tell me that news?  It was straight after O lvls... i dunno..  It's like was she so despo so she got me for those few months and later when the tough period is over, she just simply cast me aside.  She has been lying to me for many times now..  I dunno what's the truth.  If u love someone, will u keep lying to him and telling others the truth? &lt;br /&gt;I feel used...  those memories were fake even if it does exists...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, i lived one of the most boring days in my life!  Blardy sports day.. No life sia... boring to the max, wanna pon but they say there are severe consequences.  IN the end, never take attendance... but the gates were guarded by marshalls... so cannot run out...  MJ sch activities no life sia... SUX SUX SUX SUX...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114630287593298668?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114630287593298668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114630287593298668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114630287593298668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114630287593298668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-to-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114597642149011337</id><published>2006-04-25T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:05.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shi er fen de tired la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went off to dreamland after finishing my dinner yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today get back my GP summary.  Was very disappointed.  I think i've got the lowest score for that assignment in the whole class and there was this guy that's super irritating that doesn't know when to stop rubbing in.  It's the same for chem test, he's just show off when he got higher marks. =.=  Just shut up already.  THen there's this guy who's so damn childish.  WHat's his problem?!  Always taking my seat when i am gonna sit there... I am like so pissed.. Always thinks he's better... I was like scolding him with expletives.. PISSED OFF  BY HIM... small child's look but always think he's better... ASS....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114597642149011337?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114597642149011337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114597642149011337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114597642149011337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114597642149011337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/04/shi-er-fen-de-tired-la.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114567631579923100</id><published>2006-04-21T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:05.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days haven't been smooth sailing for me.  Firstly, I realised i lost my tutorial file at night.  Secondly, I was led onto the wrong bus which doesn't bring me to any interchange, but to the Changi Airport. Third but last, i hope..  Is that i failed my tests, namely econs, physics and chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on a happier note, i found my tutorial file the nxt day, found my way home after getting lost in the Airport and hopefully pass my tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep pangseh-ing my class on Friday.  Well, i still get along fine with them.  So i think that doesn't pose a problem except for some people whom i don't bother myself with.  Nothing can be perfect, can it? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to summarise friday... blah blah... went to Bugis to meet Yuzhen, was late by 10~15 minutes, then had lunch, wait for Pat while walking ard for 1-2 hours.  No movies to watch,  met up with Pat, then wait for Shurong.  Shurong takes like forever to walk from the Mrt station to Bugis Junction, then had "dinner"... I only had snacks, Shurong didn't eat, N Pat's was cheated of her money by the stupid vendor who charges exhorbitant prices for just a plate of rice.  Then Yz went to parkway, I took Mrt with Pat n Shurong.  Lol, nice gathering.. WEIRD.  Didn't do anything, well, Shurong muz feel more bored than me, he DIDN'T do anything, seriously except to watch ppl eat. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, muz train volleyball.. i dowan to get additional solo practices while in group training.  So embarrassing even for 1st timer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114567631579923100?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114567631579923100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114567631579923100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114567631579923100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114567631579923100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/04/blogging_21.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114536393380540216</id><published>2006-04-18T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:05.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today super fun sia, no hw to pass up!!! But got test la, super duper sianzzzz then.&lt;br /&gt;During econs teacher's spot check, she sent the whole lot of us who didn't do her hw out of class to find a spot n finish up the qtns before going back... which is like... ~7 ppl then when i went back, i just am quiet during her lesson la... sian liao. I don't even like her teaching. I don't know what she's teaching, all mumbling and no concrete answer.&lt;br /&gt;Yong Cheng asked her a qtn and that sparked a mini " debate " among the class with the students against the teachers and proving the validity of their answer. It was long and fun, with the teacher being pissed off i think, that's the worst a TRAINEE teacher has to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that got P.e... got a better timing this time, YEA! =P With Bob running beside me, hahha! It was recess after that and i went with Jason to the changing room to... change. THe toilet was already flooded up to the ankle height. It's so dumb lor.. N... we were late for chinese lesson after that by 10 minutes corz Jason went to bath... Both of us were like gonna find excuses to tell the teacher until we saw the class JUST making their way into the class -_-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP was fun and entertaining, though the contents will never be disclosed where the public has access to that info. =) My class got so many groups, I talk/sit with Jing Yuan, then i kena labelled ultimate anti social, corz my class ain't seeing eye to eye with him. He's always with two girls in the class n flirting la.. So the guys hardly talk to him and now anti him... Then i rammed the table into Daron's hand by accident today... then he lil pissed off at me... but then agn, he's holding on to my Maths lecture notes for almost 2 weeks now n i can't do the tutorial -.-""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is gonna be a short but tedious day still... going back to TK to get the O lvl cert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe with... Shok, Kevin, Kia Tar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114536393380540216?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114536393380540216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114536393380540216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114536393380540216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114536393380540216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-super-fun-sia-no-hw-to-pass-up.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114501652066776015</id><published>2006-04-14T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:04.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is life gonna get more organised for me?  Just today alone, i missed an outing with my CG and volleyball training with Kevin.  Ok, back to Thursday first, I scraped my kneecap while doing pushups.  I only realised that when i see blood gushing out of my wound.  I didn't feel any pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis morning, i almost pangseh Kevin for volleyball training, well... in the end i sure did.  I pangseh my CG corz i agreed beforehand that i will go out with Kevin.  I think my trustworthiness with both sides went down.  I missed the training with kevin as it was raining in the afternoon and that i was sleeping in the evening when the rain had subsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, though i ain't doing all that great in sch n not handing up quite a few assignments to date, I am able to be immune to whatever that reminds me of you. =)  Now i can talk freely to you whenever i have the chance to! O_O  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today, tmr flagday at Tampines MRT station....  It's gonna be a long day and no studying =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114501652066776015?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114501652066776015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114501652066776015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114501652066776015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114501652066776015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/04/is-life-gonna-get-more-organised-for.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114476099590353251</id><published>2006-04-11T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:03.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just how great can this day get?!.. First, i woke up sleeping on my side i think.  THen when i got up out of bed, i fell down as my right leg was TOTALLY numb!!  Then my right ankle was twisted.  Nxt, when getting in to shower, my leg foot hit against the " side " of the shower thing when getting into it.  That was ... OOUuUUuuuuuCHhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when i thought i can skip the running part for P.E, the teacher told me to run with the grp.  1km + 0.9km+0.7km.  My ankle totally hurts now, i was limping for most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr volleyball, how long will it take for me to recover? It still hurts, i am just gonna aggravate the injury if i keep this up with jumping.  I don't even dare to land with my right foot anymore,  I still wanna be sporty and not abuse my right foot. =))  Hw... Hw... Hw...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114476099590353251?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114476099590353251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114476099590353251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114476099590353251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114476099590353251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-how-great-can-this-day-get.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114459402435517064</id><published>2006-04-09T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:03.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I smsed u in the morning n u replied at night, i dunno whether that's on purpose to avoid me. Nvermind, i shall give you the benefit of the doubt. Budden later when i am online, u went offline within a minute. Well, that's kinda obvious that you are avoiding me. There's no need for you to have memories of you where we are heading to - as friends. The way things happened, i feel justified to delete that blog. It's shared between the both of us, just that alone can break my heart many times over. In addition to that, the posts evoked my feelings n raked up the past.. painful times, unlike the ones on my post where it ain't written on the same day that event happened. U treated me unlike a friend, that's how i feel. U lied to me time and time again, i sometimes cannot accept the fact that why would you even wish to remain as friends when that's how u are treating the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;U wanted me to blog on 24.03.06, but you didn't, that alone chills my heart. Your reason was that you had a camp, if so, don't ask me to blog. It's meaningless to celebrate an anniversary u have with another person ALONE. Ok, what i am going to say now may not be objective, but i have a feeling that you treat me like nothing la! U said ur heart is still with me on ur blog now, but u don't reply my smses even on normal days, etc... when.. Even with me around, beside you, in class, you were still replying to Ben Lim last time... Well, that's a very gd example. I am just nothing to you. Ur words are sweet, like saying you can't forget me. But, it's all meaningless if u don't mind it, which i know u mostly don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If love needs a reason, it would be a purpose&lt;/strong&gt;. That's what you always said to me. Which i thought was the truth until u wrote on ur msn that if &lt;strong&gt;Somebody said love needs no reason, he/she would be lying. &lt;/strong&gt;U acknowledged the second sentence which just says whatever you were saying previously was a lie. The words that come out from u are beautified to justify ur reasoning to make it correct as u are just u. Always eager to win, will never lose and you just have a reason for &lt;strong&gt;WHATEVER&lt;/strong&gt; you do, &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; u do. Even flirting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break, cut me some slack, &lt;strong&gt;STOP LYING TO ME&lt;/strong&gt;.   If so, just cut off ur friendship with me if u c a need to lie to sustain this friendship.  A friendship should be transparent, or translucent, but not opaque.  I can't see where i am heading with this friendship when i can't differentiate lies from truth, u will never stop lying to me.  I dunno, can u don't put anything regarding me on ur nick?  It's so fake... + chilled heart +&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114459402435517064?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114459402435517064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114459402435517064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114459402435517064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114459402435517064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-smsed-u-in-morning-n-u-replied-at.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114457692668323794</id><published>2006-04-09T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:03.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another post, another sequel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to the day during the sports day in tk. Adeline was running and midway, she had a cramp and had to quit midway. I was saying she faked it and you wanted me to apologize to her. That's ridiculous lol. I didn't say anything and i gave u that displeased look. After the whole event, i was heading back home with kevin, joel n YC, then i saw you walking with adeline. Adeline asked me to send u home n i also have no response corz i was not very happy with u and ade.&lt;br /&gt;The nxt day, Friday morning. I was sitting beside erm, Vera with you beside her. I didn't talk to you and then you weren't happy either. Then ppl said you cry. During chinese remedial in the afternoon, u sat with KY, so i sat with Shok, then there was more unhappiness. For reasons that i don't remember, i walked past the TKGS bus stop later in that day n saw you with Talia n I walked past as though i don't recognise you, i don't think u saw me either. I was a bit jealous that u sat with KY as a matter of fact after u hugged him lol =p.  U sad i also can be sad too ok.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 1st break, some changes were inititated.  We were pretty close during the 1 week additional lessons.  During the chinese lesson in hall when we needa watch how some ppl prepare for their chinese orals, we held hands.  N we pretty much went around the sch together during that week, it's really very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, u ended up in Maths tuition with me sometime during May.  N we were arguing over it, when all i wanted was for you to be with me all the time, everytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+i need a break, this is tiring+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114457692668323794?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114457692668323794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114457692668323794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114457692668323794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114457692668323794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-post-another-sequel.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114450163271105157</id><published>2006-04-08T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:03.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>+continued from previous post+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we hardly talked, due to the shy factor. U rejected me everytime i asked u out, " I wouldn't say yes even if u asked me out " that's what u said n u went out with others even when u were free on that day. THose were really harsh words u used.&lt;br /&gt;So jj intervened agn. So u finally went out with me, or i pei ni la. That was the day before Chinese mock exam or after, i can't really remember. U needed to make a spare ez-link card in Pasir Ris, so i didn't go out with Wei Jin they all go kbox nor go watch movie n pei ni. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then agn, it didn't make a difference. We still ain't talking during the trip. At least i tried. But there's a gap between us then, you don't sit beside me and always sit a seat away from me or in front of me on bus. Thx a lot la.. On the return trip, we met Faith. U sat with her and we didn't even say a single word to each other on our trip back.  Well, at least that was a a start.  We always couldn't make it in our schedule to study together for Chinese mock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was during the 1st month period. On the 1st month, 6th day. Something drastic happened. It was a Saturday. The day before, u were asking JJ n Yew Choon why i so dao you, when in fact i actually initiated talks with you. Then for reasons that i don't remember, we changed the topic to ur ex bf, corz of my curiosity. Then u let me know bout how u dumped ur ex " bf " for your senior cause u were fond of your senior when u have a " relationship " with ur ex for 2 yrs. Somehow, that made me realise that u were fickle minded. We got into a big fight.. Then u initiated a break up at night. Well, i was there thinking for a while what happened.. N i shed 2 drops of tears.. That's a lot. I smsed you later that how easy it was to break.. n blah blah blah.. Then Chanel helped speak to you. We patched the day after that, giving each other another chance.&lt;br /&gt;We really made an effort to get closer to each other.. + to be continued + it's too long!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114450163271105157?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114450163271105157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114450163271105157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114450163271105157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114450163271105157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/04/continued-from-previous-post-so-we.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114406531183942483</id><published>2006-04-03T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:03.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything has to come to an end. I've given up hope. I don't see u, i don't hear from you. To complete the final yr of 2005 n bring an end to this tormenting time for me.&lt;br /&gt;Yr 2005, sec 4c. Ard Jan, the class has begun to spread " rumours " of me liking you, namely Nai Yu, Kevin and some other " characters ". That escalated to the whole class knowing the situation and it's spreading like wild fire. U were sitting in the front row and i was at the back row, n it so happens that whenever i look at the teacher, i would catch sight of you and that really left a deep impression in me. So from that time onwards, we msged each other agn corz i knew the rumour has got to u.&lt;br /&gt;In sch, i will get nervous n scared that u will ignore me n avoid me whenever the guys raise that rumour agn. The girls said that u liked me too, then you were shy too. Same here.&lt;br /&gt;There's once u asked me to go tampines poly with you, i kinda detested that thought at first, but if there's a moment to see you, i will take that up anytime. But even when i was there, we didn't talk newai. U walked in front n me at de back. But at 1pm, i was like dam sick of it.. then i went to meet with JH.. I left with Wei Jin who was not very enthusiatic bout poly too.  I didn't stay for movie though i wanted to watch one with you.  When i was reaching home, i got that sms from you saying that u hugged KY during the movie, thx a lot la!  Then asked me not to be jealous.. nice one agn...&lt;br /&gt;Another day, u asked me whether i liked pat n my ans was a little, ya.. You said that you were only testing me and prying information from me.&lt;br /&gt;Then at night, u asked whether i liked you, my reply was yes, kinda. So it all began, u knew of my feelings for you and when i asked of ur feelings for me, u replied on sms stating that it's on your nick. i can still vaguely remember ur nick was " ^_^ i like you too " n that was on ur nick when you asked me bout pat.&lt;br /&gt;JJ asked me to initiate steading with you since we both know that we were fond of each other. Then u rejected me, citing the " O " lvls as an excuse. When JJ knew of it, he scolded you for rejecting me. Even then, the smses continue and on the night of 24.03.05, after a whole string of smses, u asked me whether we were together. I pondered over a long period of time wondering what answer to give you to not make us both in an embarrassing situation. But i replied yes all the same, n that was on that night that we stead. The nxt day was Good Friday, when i spent my time at home while u were out playing pool with Adeline and a group of male counterparts. Adeline called me during noon to call me to join u and i could hear u saying no, so.. i have no reply.. though at the end, u wanted me to join but it's too late and i couldn't understand ur statement that you weren't really talking to the boys ( maybe that's just you in the beginning phase ).&lt;br /&gt;So the nxt day, on a Sat when i went back to Tk for D&amp;amp;T, JJ n the rest now know that we are steads now. That's gd news isn't it? But even then, we never go out, we never talk face to face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ to be continued + U just msged me on msn... breaking my chain of thoughts... Mixed feelings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114406531183942483?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114406531183942483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114406531183942483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114406531183942483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114406531183942483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/04/everything-has-to-come-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114388975541539455</id><published>2006-04-01T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:03.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Give me a day when i can bring myself out of the reality and drown myself in my fairytale dreams...  Give me a moment when i can close my eyes n be oblivion to my surroundings.  Give me a second when i can empty my thoughts and be void.  Nothing nothing nothing... &lt;br /&gt;I want a day when everything comes to a standstill and gives ppl time to reflect.  That's when time management comes into the picture, yet when i think about you, i find myself doing nothing but having images of u in my mind...  It's been some time now, 4-5 months.  I still can't forget you, everything about you..&lt;br /&gt;Those memories never seemed to leave me alonge for even a day.  It haunts me everyday, even in school.  I can do nothing except to pester you, maybe if i know that u have a bf, till then will everything be cleared..&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing... at least u get along well with ur male counterparts... that's good..&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, i thought of reconcilling... but... i am only dreaming..&lt;br /&gt;There's only one reality, the reality doesn't not waver...&lt;br /&gt;U changed me, friends ain't that important...  as long as u have n am committed to one person, the others comments will nver be heard.  Now, that immunity is gone.  Even so, i am ok with everything... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a day of freedom.  Promise me an ending to this sorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114388975541539455?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114388975541539455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114388975541539455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114388975541539455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114388975541539455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/04/give-me-day-when-i-can-bring-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114387051373608692</id><published>2006-03-31T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:03.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Half's the day gone now, it's 1342 hr now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sick of life sick sick sick...  Really anti.. when am i gonna pick myself up agn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of wrong concepts bout life, n i don't really wanna change.  Let it be, i don't really care now except that that's how my life has been brought down to this stage n i find it ok to stay this way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe clock's ticking away...  I am behind time now way behind...  GIve me a month n i will not accomplish anything either.  I am just not happy with everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realli.. have.. no.. mood for studies...&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel anything now... nothing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114387051373608692?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114387051373608692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114387051373608692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114387051373608692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114387051373608692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/03/halfs-day-gone-now-its-1342-hr-now.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114381307578269437</id><published>2006-03-31T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:03.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tons of hw is piling up... I ain't in the mood to do tutorials, revise lectures, do PI for pw n debate research for gp... A lot's on my mind lately...&lt;br /&gt;Went back to tk today, n it has really changed... drastically.. Familiar faces are gone.. How great it is... as ppl come and go as though nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;OK, the layout for tk has changed, many teachers gone.. Saw Junjie today, the hostility is still there i guess... i don't have anything to say bout him now.. Just that it's great for him to be with the girl of his dreams... after such a long time.. True love btw them...&lt;br /&gt;I did wrong last time n i totally regret it now.. love is not measured by intimate acts... but through feelings N i shouted at u ppl for what i did wrong... but u ppl shldn't piss me off not when u make her angry n embarrassed... when she's all that i have then...&lt;br /&gt;THe more i think of it, the more i feel as though i am ageing... Now there's nothing to left in the past except for memories to recount for..&lt;br /&gt;I really miss everything...&lt;br /&gt;Everything... that once i held dear to my heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114381307578269437?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114381307578269437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114381307578269437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114381307578269437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114381307578269437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/03/tons-of-hw-is-piling-up.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114372681500566555</id><published>2006-03-30T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:02.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never let ppl know bout my blog... corz the contents ain't really gonna be known by others... It's gonna be like not objective and just emotional..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl come and go... The anguish of longing for someone who doesn't appear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 2 weeks.. n i hate it in mj... life sucks there... I will stay in mj, yes i will... following the path that i have chosen and walk through it to the end to make sure it's the right choice. The paths that i didn't choose might not as well have existed. MJ.. will be my sch for the coming 18 months... long dreadful 18 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say gdbye to Sec4c 2005 n welcome another uninteresting yr in a class that doesn't much appeal to me... It's like i don't like every yr since sec 4... I have no life... C'mon, half of sec4c/2005 can hate me for all i care... I have no idea what true friends are, corz none has ever appeared... &lt;br /&gt;How i wish i can have at least one tksian i know in my class... at least i don't have to go through the process of " socialising "... I dowan to stand out as a loner, n i don't wish to force myself to blend in with them...&lt;br /&gt;One step at a step....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sux.... true friends are few and far between, too bad i never chance onto any one of them, just my luck... TK NCC (SEA)rox forever.. i nver thought i would say that....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114372681500566555?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114372681500566555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114372681500566555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114372681500566555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114372681500566555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-never-let-ppl-know-bout-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114363740302901116</id><published>2006-03-29T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:02.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's the article that i once said i will set out to finish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was yr 2004... TKsec3c...   U were sitting behind diagonally to the left of me.&lt;br /&gt;My experiences with u back then was only the passing of notes between rows.. in addition to that, i got a seat behind diagonally to the left of you in auditorium during english lessons..  That was when we talked..  quite a lot sometime during the yr... that's when i got a crush on you... i think...  well crush is too strong a word maybe... i just like every girl i c....&lt;br /&gt;Then there was April, 2004... when i added u on msn...  first time we chatted online... i remember ur nick starts with "$ec 3 life rox" or something like that... was really unique.  U asked me bout the nicol highway incident n i didn't know anything bout that then until i watched the news on 5 at 9pm... corz u asked me to..  well, u said u wanna go for the dnt course on that day in Sing Poly.. Well, i have gone for most of the courses and i know u really have no interest in the courses then lor....  Then u introduced me to ur kor, a penguin?.... something like that...&lt;br /&gt;Well, it has been quite fun after that..  We talked during english, u would turn back n i find it really relaxing to chat with you back then.  U were a very friendly girl back then.  I have no doubts abt u being a gd friend then, i love it when u come online and it ain't really difficult to spot with ur nick being constant n OUTSTANDING..  Then Andrea told me not to trust you..[ i don't recall the reason u gave me for her saying that... ]  I wasn't really affected by that remark though...&lt;br /&gt;Then during the june holidays, when i was cooped up at home " studying "...  We smsed each other... or at least seek companion during the boring times...  You msged me bout seeing Oliver, our senior... my NCC senior and that u once had a crush on him..  that's cool..&lt;br /&gt;Weeks after the mid yr exams... after the exams, we had a change of seating arrangement in the auditorium during english..  You were sitting in front of me now n i think it's really awkward for u to turn behind n face me... Yea... So.. we don't talk to each other as often then.. Slowly, we don't talk to each other at all during english lessons... You were talking to Junjie n Yewchoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOoooo... that last from APril to around JUne... we don't sms anymore after that...  Then i wasn't being fond of you after that... till...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... September.. I sometime msg u over the phone.. but i always do not get a reply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, there might be a problem with the chronological order... but... nvm...&lt;br /&gt;oh yah... i just remembered celebrating my birthday at home during the olympics season... n also the common test period...  It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUGUST&lt;/span&gt;...  maybe u were the girl that's on my mind... so that's why joel mentioned u... but i don't really remember.. yep, think it's u... that explains what joel said...  N i have no idea what happened during the period when i was absent.  It's like, ppl are saying that i have a crush on you now esp during the dnt design course on fridays when you were sitting in front of me, but you were also playing with ky.. so i really don't know... then i was like denying it... during that time, it was really nice seeing u at 2.30pm for the course... it's nice... when u sit in front of me too....  I have no idea how much i can like somebody back then.. but it was u... well, most of the time........&lt;br /&gt;End of yr holidays...  I was going for a routine NCC training i think... then i saw ur band cohort returning from what was a Sentosa trip, I looked at you but didn't go up to you n say hi...  After that... ONe night, on msn, u told me ur phone " drowned " at sentosa and u needed some contacts...  I got ur new number but then agn, all the msgs i send to that number also didn't get a reply from u.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding in, you were the star in dnt class... just in the middle of the class, between u n the teacher.. I was like staring at you... yea, very cute..  N during then end of yr holidays, there was the dnt courses... U signed up for a very girly course, so i can't see u then on the pretext of going for the course... N.. u gave up one of ur course to Shurong...  SO i miss u then agn... n i only know from shurong that u have to go for band so u gave him ur place in the course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. you were ignoring me back then... avoiding...  THen i forgot bout u... Until yr 2005...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The details are sketchy after 2 yrs... but it's one of the best part of my life..  More will be added in... to complete the story of you n me... that spans over 2 yrs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114363740302901116?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114363740302901116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114363740302901116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114363740302901116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114363740302901116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/03/heres-article-that-i-once-said-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114363500309189331</id><published>2006-03-29T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:02.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I am feeling tensed all over... my body's feeling it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I didn't take care of myself during the 3 months break... now i think i ain't that fit to handle stress etc etc...  Sleep is among my top priorities now, maybe add in some exercises now and then to get back my strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I just realised how essential warm up is... now i can feel my back " muscle " [if i have any, little bit of fat, rest all skin^^]... tense n ache whenever i stretch...  If only i can relax my back faster... at least i won't fail as badly in the 2.4 klic run during the p.e...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;N... i saw the jc2 canoeing members... n... lol!!! their body is like... power lol... can c all the muscles... strong o.O!!! O.o!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;The guai guai character is still around in me... I always have to decide for quite a long time b4 ponning any activities.... be it CCA, science fiesta, whatever it is la!!!....!!!!...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Stanley said there ain't any attendance taking during the fiesta thingie... AWESOME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;imma just gonna pon whatever stuff that doesn't appeal to me.... that's outside the curriculum of coursE!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Just gonna relax now..... i hope i don't injure myself agn..... My back is like... OUCH... i feel as though it's some kind of old ailment.... rheumatism.... =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114363500309189331?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114363500309189331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114363500309189331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114363500309189331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114363500309189331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-feeling-tensed-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24899949.post-114354867486947879</id><published>2006-03-28T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:00:02.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test test...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24899949-114354867486947879?l=forget-me-notz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/feeds/114354867486947879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24899949&amp;postID=114354867486947879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114354867486947879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24899949/posts/default/114354867486947879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forget-me-notz.blogspot.com/2006/03/test-test.html' title=''/><author><name>life's-gonna-be-dull</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057588456572157258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
